Love is Faith (An Islamic love story) *completed*

...Decision...

She entered the house, defeated and weak. Her shoulders drooped. The clanking of dishes could be heard from the kitchen. It was Saturday and Ibad was still home, he had to go late on Saturdays for work. She slowly dragged herself to the kitchen where amna was standing in front of the sink, washing dishes. Her back faced Hareem. She stood in the kitchen door looking at her mother's back, tears trickled down her cheeks. She moved towards her and quietly hugged her back. Amna, turned towards her in surprise and hareem immediately embraced her. Her eyes were filled with tears. Amna was shocked to see her like that.

"Hareem what's wrong my child? tell me!" she became worried, as she patted her head. Hareem sobbed, her body trembled.

"Hareem please tell me beta, you're making me worried." Amna could not take it.

"I..I'm sorry ammi.....I'm sorry..." she finally spoke between her sobs.

Amna stayed silent for a moment then pulled her in the front to face her. Hareem's face was drenched in tears. Amna looked at her intensely , and tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Sorry for what my dear?" she asked in a polite whisper looking at her with affection.

"I....I have misbehaved with you and baba....I...I have hurt you both, i...I'm sorry...this is all because of me....I...I am not a good daughter...." her voice was shaken.

"shshh" amna shushed her immediately, "never say that again," her voice began to break.

"you're the only blessing I have, and you're the best daughter on this earth....I know....I am blessed to have a daughter who has a lot of patience to face  such...." she bit her lower lip, to suppress her sobs. Hareem wiped her mother's tears with her hands softly, and pulled her into a hug once again. Amna broke into tears again.

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Hareem later on apologized her father too for her behavior, which he readily accepted and hugged her,

"You have a lot of sabr (patience) my dear, and I'm proud to realize it." he blinked several times to keep from crying while hareem hugged him.

"hareem" Ibad wiped his face pulling away from the hug. Hareem looked at him quitely, waiting for him to speak.

"beta I want you to continue your studies now." he looked serious. He patted her cheek.

"I don't want you to waste the rest of you're life like this my dear....I'm you're father." he placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I want my child to be happy and successful." his face lit up with hope, while she could not speak. She just kept on looking his hopeful face, she was somewhere else right now... 

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She bowed her head not looking at them. She did not want to see their reaction over what she had just said. They looked astounded at her, while she just stared at the floor.

Few moments before, she came to their bedroom, looking quite serious.

"Mama, baba I want to talk to you." her face was grave.

Both of them looked at her.

"Yes my dear, sit down." Ibad motioned for her to sit on the sofa in front of them. She for sometime played with her fingers, trying to gather words, then sighed and finally looked up.

"I thought about what you said." She started. Both of them exchanged confused glances and looked back at her, waiting for her to speak.

"...About the studies...I..." she murmured, hesitating.

"yes..?" Amna spoke this time, anxiously.

"I want to study but..." she paused fro a moment. "....But not here." she looked up at them for an instant then again bowed her head.

"I want to go to England...to aunt Rubina....to continue my studies." she said in a very low voice, staring at the floor, while they looked at her with surprise...

Assalam o alaikum :) 

Yup I know this is a short chapter. Actually I was not at all planning to write a chapter today, but wrote it for two reasons: 

1- I am gonna be very busy this week again (but HEY..! I will update :)) 

2- I could not wait..... Yeah you heard it write...I am going crazy about this story! I am in love with the characters! alongwith all their imperfections! (This is what a writer feels about his work....it's so heart-warming...you'd know better if you have written something yourself!)and I daydream about them and the twists that are just around the corner... 

 Anyways, once again I'm gonna remind you to be patient about the story...because it's really required...once you get towards the end you'll be glad you read it ;) Plus this is a story on serious topics so don't get upset if you find it sad or gloomy, for now (because I've told you already) I don't know how many chapters would it take to complete but I guess we're already done with half of it.....(or maybe not...:P....I'll keep you updated about it...:) 

Lastly I want to know from you people about Zohaib...this would be really interesting...just use your imagination and let me know what you think became of Zohaib? Is he gonna play any part further in the story? What feelings do you have towards him?... ...And don't forget to VOTE...:)