Habibi And Love

Episode- 13

Author's POV:
Ibrahim went back to his office as he had meeting for his next project. The stock market has gone downward as it was being predicted that many companies can face losses in their share market. Ibrahim was in his office room where he was trying to do his work. Going through the documents but all he could think about Haniya. Ibrahim groaned in frustration "Ugh!!! Bloody Ibrahim fucking khan focus on you god damn fucking documents not on-" Ibrahim sighed as he let out a whisper "Oh my religious chick"
At that time there was a knock on the door.
"Come in" Ibrahim said coldly.
"Sir, the meeting is gonna start in 5 minutes." Ibrahim's secretary Arie said.
"Hmm" Ibrahim stood up and started to walk towards the big meeting room underneath his office floor. Ibrahim stepped inside the meeting room. His gaze was cold and calculative. He had that cold aura around him that made him look more scary. His suite was clean and the fabric had his own fanbase in his office. People in his office always adored how the fabric would look when even it was just as odd and dark themed as his characteristic. His hair was well styled. There was never a tie in his clothing. But it never looked empty. Everyone on the room stood up as a symbol of respect. They all sat down when Ibrahim sat down.
"Hmm" Ibrahim hummed.. This is how usually he signals to start the meeting. The meeting starts. Everyone gives their presentation. The presentation went great but it was just a misconception of everyone as Ibrahim stands up abruptly and his chair falls back down scraping on the floor.
"This is what you call a fucking presentation you bloody morons!!!!!!!! This is why I fucking give you all salary?! Huh!!!?!??!!" Ibrahim screamed in frustration. Everyone was terrified, not daring to even look up to him. He threw all the documents in air making them flew everywhere. He storms out the meeting room to his office room. Slamming the door shut, he sits on his chair, lighting up his cigarette he runs his fingers through his well styled silken hair. Then he closes his eyes as he leans down his chair, which is a well build master chair specially from German. It was costume made only for him. As he leaned back, the chair also leaned back making it more comfortable. He closed his eyes as he breathed through the cigarette and the only image he could ever see when he closed his eyes was Haniya's eyes. Her face when she was shocked, when she looked away, when she ran away. And he felt like his own nerves were calming down. He liked what he saw. And he liked what he thought at that moment. He liked all of it.

That day at night-
Haniya and her family had their dinner as still Haniya didn't realised that her balcony and window was just across Ibrahim's . Haniya was brushing her hair before going to bed. She was stretching her arms up. She was wearing a normal shirt which her father gave her. And baggy pants. She yawned as she covered her mouth. She stood up and went to her window to close the curtains when her eyes fell on a pair of a eyes already looking at her and it was non other than Ibrahim's eyes. Ibrahim at speed of light winked and smiled.
"ASTAGFIRULLAH!" Haniya screamed in horror and quickly pulled down the curtains. She ran towards the bathroom and did her wudu (ablution) as she recited-
Astagfirullah
Astagfirullah
Astagfirullah
Astagfirullah
Astagfirullah
Astagfirullah
Ya rab please forgive me...(She panicked)
After doing parda (covering herself from the non mahram- mahram are those who are pure blood related. Those who are not they are non mahram) No non mahram saw her without her hijab.
"Ugh!!!! That shaytan!" Haniya got furious as she recited-

أَعُوذُ بِاللَّهِ مِنَ الشَّيْطَانِ الرَّجِيمِ
(A'udhu billahi min ash-shaytan ir-rajim)
"I seek refuge with Allah from Satan, the accursed."
At the meantime Haniya's mother Ayesha came to her room,
"Haniya,,, what happened to the flower shop? How is your work going?" Ayesha asked
"M...mom... ac..actually.... Umm..,." Haniya got a little nervous.
"What?!" Ayesha lost her patience very soon.
Haniya flinched a little as she said everything about the situation and the condition documents and Ibrahim.
"So what?! It was a good chance to be under the great khan's! You got the chance and ran away from there?! Haniya are you stupid?!" Ayesha said angrily.
"But-" Haniya's words got cut by Ayesha
"No buts!" Ayesha firmly said. "You will got him tomorrow! And ask forgiveness for your ill mannered behaviour. And you will definitely sign the papers! And if you try to act smart! I will marry you off to someone unknown and it will definitely not likely to be a fairytale life for you Haniya!" Ayesha remarked her words and left the room leaving Haniya in her own thoughts.
When the door of Haniya's room got locked she knelt down and cried her heart out.
She stood on her prayer mat because she needs to calm herself down.
She was on her soojud when she cried out to Allah.
"Ya rab! Ya rab!"
Then suddenly she remembered that part of surah Al- Baqarah verse-287

"Allah burdens not any soul beyond its capacity It shall have the reward it earns, and it shall get the punishment it incurs."

Haniya got overwhelmed as after sometimes she sat down and completed her prayer.

Ibrahim's place:
After making that eye contact Ibrahim heart raced like a racing horse. He was so excited and happy. This was the very first time when Ibrahim felt like this after so many years. When Haniya panicked and closed the curtains, he found it so much funny and cute.
"Ugh!!!! I want my religious chick!" Ibrahim groaned in Haniya's cuteness...
"How can she be so much cute ugh!!!!" Ibrahim smiled and groaned to himself. Ibrahim took a cold shower to again control his male organs. He stood under the shower and the cold water poured on him. He closed his eyes as he imagined how Haniya looked on that loose shirt and baggy pants and how beautiful her imperfect natural hair was. It wasn't something artificial or heat used hair Ibrahim sees in his daily life. He imagined her. How he badly wanna pin her against this shower wall and claim her until she can't walk the next day. He slammed his palm on the wall infront of him under the running shower as he groaned. His hormones are groaning inside him. But he is going to make Haniya his as he has made up his mind long ago.
"She is mine and I will burn the whole world if I had to!" He muttered as he turned of the shower and stepped out drying himself and wore a bathrobe. He stepped inside his mini bar at his home and poured himself a drink. He sipped through the drink as he thought about the earlier incident. He was being so impatient. That when will he would get Haniya to himself. He doesn't know! Why?! This was making him go more crazy. But this gonna happen one day and he knows that. And this time, he won't leave her like the way he used to leave others. This time he will keep her only to himself. And she will be his and only his.
And this is how it went for Ibrahim.
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Jazak allahu khair
Sorry for the small chapters.. I am at a very hustle right now. I will try my best to make the chapters larger again....