Her Faith ... (a Muslim romantic tale)

Chapter 3 : First day of College and Unexpected Drama

One month later
Dua's P.O.V

In sha Allah today our results are going to be out , Alhamdullilhah all of my exams were easy but since it's boards nothing can be said.

Sahar being the carefree person she is couldn't care less about the results coming out today.

Well as for Ifra and Shanaya, well I don't really know where they are at the moment.

I slowly opened my laptop holding onto Sahar's hand tightly as I was going to check my result online.

OH MY GOD ! YA ALLAH SUBHA NA WA TAALA ! ALHAMDULLILAH !

93% ......... Wait is this even possible ?

I started jumping up and down the room screaming

"Mom!!! My result !!!!! Oh my God mom!! 94%.. Aaahhhhhhhh" I screamed in happiness.

"Mashallah ! Mashallah " mom said as she kissed my forehead.

Everyone in my family were extremely happy , so that's the reason why dad threw a party tonight in celebration of my percentage.

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Here I am in front of St.Mary college. Looking around I feel like I should go back home . I mean people here are wearing shorts , crop tops , skirts , and all the types of clothes that disgust me. Ya Allah please give all these women Haya.

As I walk towards the entrance I see many boys and girls walking hand in hand and some people hugging each other, don't they know it haraam for the opposite gender to even look at each other in the eye.

Anyways ignoring my surroundings I finally enter my classroom. As I'm about to sit on thr empty in the right corner of the room a guy yells "Hey Nerd ! That's my seat"

What the hell!!! It's the first day of college how can it be his seat already.

"Um excuse me, I picked this seat for me first so therefore it's my seat." I replied politely.

"Nerd you don't tell me what to do" he replied smirking. Ma Sha Allah he looks so good but has no respect. The way he's smirking with his white teeth showing. DUA !!! Lower your graze!!! Don't look at him,he's a non Marham.

"But this-" he pushed me away and sat down on MY seat.

"Excuse me!! GET UP DUDE"I was so fighting for this seat.

"Umm hellooo !!! Nerds don't sit at the back, they sit in the FRONT ROW! so go there nerd." He replied.

"By the way I have a name, it's DUA. So don't call me a nerd " I replied annoyed.

"Not interested nerd. I'm not interested at all to be friends with a nerd!!!" He says.

"Nobody is interested in being friends with a jerk like you" I replied angrily. Did he actually think I'd wanna be friends with him.

Angrily I stormed out of the room. Who did he think he was? Ughh never mind Dua, you are here only to study. REMEBER THAT!! NO FIGHTING!!! Inshallah Allah will make everything fine.

After sometime I returned back to my class and took a seat away from that JERK. The class started and Alhamdullilhah the teacher was very kind.
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The day was over quickly and thankfully it was time to go back home.

As I was exiting the college I fell down on my face. My books were all over the place and OUCH it hurt so much. But not only did I fall, someone purposely tripped me over. I could hear people laughing at me and it was so embarrassing. Never in my life have people ever laughed at me nor have I been insulted so badly ever. Crying I rushed to the washroom.

I miss Sahar so badly but that girl decided to study arts and I was in a commerce college.

Suddenly some girls entered the washroom and one of them said "Aw poor girl. Don't you know you shouldn't mess around with Arman. He is the king of this college. He is full of attitude. You should know better than to mess around with him. Here take a tissue and wipe your tears. I'm Saima by the way."
I smiled and accepted the tissue replying " Thank you so much. He is a jerk. I don't know what problem he has with me. I'm Dua."

"He has a problem with everyone here. He has so much of attitude. It's so hard to believe he's muslim. His sister is so kind though." Said another girl. I didn't know her name until she said "oh I forgot to tell you my name. I'm Asiya"
I smiled at her.
"And I'm Nausheen" the girl said shaking her hands with me.

I bid my salaam and left the washroom. As soon as I came out Armaan was standing out as expected. "Did my baby girl cry?"he asked in a teasing tone.

I just gave him a disgusted look. And started walking but he pulled me back "What is your problem Arman? Why can't you just leave me alone? If this is all about your seat in the morning I'm sorry, I'm really sorry please just leave me." I replied crying.

"Aw hun don't cry it's not about the seat this morning it's just that you seem interesting" he replied.

I'm so done with all if this. It's my first day here and all of this drama has happened. I push him and run out of he college and head towards home.

Before entering I wipe my tears, "Assalamwalaikum" I yelled. My parents replied saying Walaikumassalaam and asked my about my college. I told them that it was great. I didn't want to stress them with my problems.

"Ihsaans family is coming over for dinner . Cook something special Nasreen." My dad told my mom.

I smiled remembering my memories from childhood. Ihsaan uncle always used to come here and play with us. His son also used to play with me. It used to be so much of fun. Well I hope today is fun too

I go into my room and close the curtains. I'm going to sleep for an hour. It was one hell of a day today. First of all that Armaan, Ughh that jerk let's just not talk about him. Then I have to schedule up my studying timetable. Thinking of all of this I drift into a peaceful sleep.

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I know I've taken a lot of time to update this chapter and I'm extremely sorry, the reason is that I had my exams and they were continuing for 2 weeks straight. I'm so sorry . And please correct out any mistakes that I've made and keep reading. Vote and comment.

-justamuslimgirl123 ❤