Dua's P.O.V
After waking up from my amazing sleep I quickly pray Asr and got dressed. I went down and helped mom in cooking.
"Mummy what are you cooking" asks my younger brother Yousuf.
"Mutton Biryani, chicken tikka, chilli chicken, beef fry, rice , naan and pudding Yousuf." Mom says.
"And it's almost cooked. Let me try one piece of chicken" I say taking a spoonfull of the curry with one piece of chicken.
"Ow mom why did you hit me." I say hurt.
"Maybe because it's disrespectful to eat before the guests eat it" she said.
"Fine whatever mom" I replied.
Finally uncle came with his son, I screamed like literally screamed , like seriously what is Armaan doing here??
Wait I'm just imagining things right, lol I'm so funny , for a minute I actually thought that it's Armaan!!
"Assalamwalaikum how are you Abdul" Ihsaan uncle asked my dad.
"Walaikumassalaam. Alhamdullilhah everything's well. " my dad replied.
"So how's life been Abdul, meeting after a long time."
"Yeah life's been great alhamdullilhah" Ihsaan uncle replied.
"Meet my son Armaan" he said. I was so shocked . My eyes balled up wider than ever.
I mean like seriously out of all the people in this world Armaan had to be Ihsaan uncles son.
Like seriously !!!!
That means I wasn't imagining the devil himself is in front of my EYES !!!
YA ALLAH SAVE ME FROM THIS MONSTER.
"Assalamwalaikum Armaan. I have heard loads about you from Ihsaan. About how you have been scoring so well in your exams.*yeah right, NOTE THE SARCASM*". My dad complimented the monster.
"Jazakallahu Khair uncle . It's all Allah's blessing" he replied.
Are you serious . Is this even Armaan Shaikh. I mean he actually thanked Allah. When did he become so relegious. I must say MASHALLAH.
"See Dua you must learn something from him".*yeah right, if only dad knew what kind of a monster he is* dad told me.
I kindly nodded. I slowly lifted my head to look up to Armaan and he's SMIRIKING at me. Like literally SMIRIKING AT me !!!!! After all that he did today he has the tendancy to smirk at me.. UGHHHHHH.
After a long extremely slow moving hour we finally sat down to eat. I just wanted them to leave, I mean I know it's rude to think like that but I just hate Armaan so much....... After dinner dad and uncle spoke for a very long time. I just wanted then to go.
Several minutes called me in the kitchen, and said" Dua, can you please go and call your brother and Armaan?"
"Mom why me, can't Zara go and get them?" I suggested.
"Well Zara unlike you actually helps me in the kitchen, go and get them Dua." Mom basically demanded me.
"Ughhhhh" I replied frustrated.
As I was heading towards Yousuf's room I could hear laughing.
"And then I told my mother that I will never study again if she doesn't let me play. That's how you get to play Yousuf. Follow what I did and you will thank me later" I heard Armaan.
WHAT THE HELL ? HE IS SPOIKING MY LITTLE BROTHER.... I CANT BEAR ANOTHER ARMAAN IN MY LIFE..
"What are you doing Mr.Armaan Shaikh?" I asked angrily.
"Uhhh- we were just playing , right Yousuf" he replied
"Yes we were" that little brat said smiling at me.
"DONT YOU DARE LIE TO ME , I HEARD YOU GUYS" I yelled.
"Ya Allah did you just accuse me of lying to you!" Armaan exclaimed .
"Whatever mom is calling both of you " I said really not in mood to find with Armaan.
Thankfully without further argument they both went down.
After going down dad and mom conveyed their salaam to Ihsaan uncle and Armaan. After they left I finally released a sigh if relief which I didn't even know I was holding until now.
After they left I finally went to my room and prayed Isha.
After all that happened today I was quite stressed, not only did Armaan ruin my first day at college but also he spoiled my day at home.
I was lost in my thoughts when my phone buzzed , I quickly unlocked it.
"Hello princess .... miss me"- My king ❤
Who is this person?? I never saved anyone's name as my king in my phone.
"It's me your king Armaan, I thought you'd have guessed my now" - My king
My eyes widened like never before, if that's even humanly possible. How did he get my number? How did he save his number into my phone? How did he unlock my phone? I mean I get it my password is dua123 and it's very easy to guess but still.
"You're so starstruck to even reply back. I must really have a huge effect on you. WHAT A PLEASURE?" - My king.
Ughh that name is annoying, I first went to my contact list and changed the username for My king to MONSTER.
"Actually I was wondering how you got my number.. but considering you are capable of doing anything bad so let's just ignore that question. STOP TEXTING ME AYAAN SHAIKH... I've been patient for a while now but I won't anymore if this continues." - Dua
I waited for a pretty long time, after about 10 minutes passing away I understood that he go my message and wouldn't mess with me for a while now.
After sometime my buzzed again.
Oh
My
God
I am going to kill him.
Literally kill him.
Doesn't he get the message.
"There's something about you Dua that catches my attention. You are different. I don't know how, but you aren't getting rid of me anytime soon. Wishing you all the luck. Try and stay away from me if you can... xoxo" -MONSTER
Ya Allah
This is like a suicide agreement that he has signed.
HE ISNT GOING TO LEAVE ME
YA ALLAH this boy is going to be the death of me
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Her Faith ... (a Muslim romantic tale)
Spiritual[BOOK NOT EDITED] Meet Dua Mahmood Ali a Muslim teenager who is tries her best to be the perfect muslimah . Being in a all girls school she never had any kind of interactions with boys, which by the way was haraam in her religion. Until this one day...
