Speaking Without Words

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I was incessantly tapping on grey flourish tile loitering for almost twenty minutes standing erect, grasping a trolly of my 4 goodly hefty portmanteaus. Usually I am a patient person, but this was just pushing my buttons. I glanced at my watch again and now 30 minutes. I was waiting for 30 minutes at the the London airport..

"Woah... What the F***.." I gently rubbed my arm. Suddenly, I bumped in to a young lass, but she was immersed enough in expostulating with her endearing little daughter, that she didn't even perceive that she actually bumped, but whatever doesn't matter.

That little girl was ceaslessly bulldozing her mother to buy her chocolates. .. "No mum you have to buy me that please"

Aaaah chocolates.. I also want chocolates..

She was compelling her sorely and atlast, her mother agreed. "Okay fine, come" The nipper's pure hazel eyes sprinkled and now she was grinning ear to ear..

I wish I would have also known what mother love is...

But lamentably, my mother died when I was 3 only..

sad I know. .

But yes my elder sister she was always there for me and she's my life, but the worst part which I hate about her is that she's really non expressive, she doesn't express that much.

I find it hard to swallow, that why people don't show when they are having feelings for someone. Why they don't show their love and care, but I know she loves me alot and that's what she always show by her actions not words..

I pinned my nevy blue hijab again which got loosen because of that lady. I have recently started wearing a hijab and it gets slacken after every few minutes. I really don't understand how girls keep their hijab perfectly tightend. Well I try to wear it everywhere but sometimes I miss it.. Right now I was wearing light green v neck hug shoulder shirt along with black cotton pants.

Obsessed with black..

Well, I was finally there in London and it was quite inconceivable for me. I am here to complete my studies at my father's friend's place. They are my family friends. Before my birth they shifted to London and I am going to see them probably second time, but still they are my family friends..

like seriously...

The first time I saw them, I was a little kid and they came to our house with a lot of chocolates for me, my brothers and a sister and may be that's why I remember him and aunt because of chocolates but whatever.. I am going to stay with them and I don't know anything about them. I just know that they have 4 children. Three daughters and a son. Their first daughter is married and lives in Newyork and as much as I know their second daughter is of same age as I am and will be in the same university, but I don't know about the class and their third daughter, she is too young. She is 5 year old and their son.. Umm.. Actually I don't know anything about their son. Well, my father didn't tell me, neither my brothers...

Conservative family I know...

"Muskaan Sheikh right" a voice came from behind which jolted me out of my thoughts" I turned around to look and it was a beautiful face of a lady in front of me. She must be in her forties..

"Umm.. Yes"

She smiled and her light wrinkles become more obvious on her face..

"Aminah.. Remember Aminah Aunt" I looked at her with a puzzled look..

"Aminah Abdullah, Usman Abdullah's wife" she wriggled her eyebrows..

Bullshit..

I waved my hand in the air.
"Ohh yess.. I'm sorry I forgot your name.."

Like seriously.. I didn't even know her name.. Such a fool I am...

"No no it's ok it happens.. So you are Muskaan. You've grown up very beautiful and your eyes they are really pretty" she exclaimed and the light shiverness in her voice maybe because of her age.

My eye color is green.

"Thankx" I slightly blushed.

A man with his broad shoulders came gesturing his hand towards outside.

"The car is waiting outside we should go."

This must be uncle...

"I greeted him with salam, and he replied back.. " Welcome to London Muskaan. You're grown up Ma Sha Allah. You were a kid when I saw you last time if you remember so"

yess I remember those chocolates they were reallyy tasty.. Okay I should control my love for chocolate. .

"Yeah ofcourse I do"

lies

Okay lets go now we shouldn't get late"

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We were staring at the door.. Finally the door became unbolted by a teenage girl with a round beautiful face, big dark brown eyes and a smile on her perfect pink lips. She was wearing black linned shirt along with fitted and a perfectly wrapped hijab around her neck.

"This is Sana and this is Muskaan" Aunt gestured her hands towards both of us to make an introduction.

Her face beamed and she enveloped me in a big hug and asked me to come in.

"So you are Muskaan. Pretty enough. Hmm?"

"Really?" I wriggled my eyebrows in a teasing manner.

"Oh ofcourse.. Seems like I am going to enjoy my days" She said

"Yeah i wish the same" I smiled

I sat on the couch which was lying on the living room. It was beautifully decorated. Suddenly something started vibarting in my pocket and it was my phone. I pulled my phone out and it was a text from Ashna.

She is my childhood best friend. We are like soul sisters. We are almost same, our habbits, way of talking almost everything I really miss her..

"did you reach?"

"Yep" I replied her back and put it back in the pocket.

"So Muskaan how was your journey" a voice came from behind I turned around to look and it was Sana.

Yeah! It was nice" I said in a tired voice..

"Let's go for the break fast" she turned her back towards me and I follwed her..

There was a small dining in the room. Uncle sat on the chair and aunt was serving him an omlete" she looked at me and asked me to sit. I noded.

There were five chairs at the dining table. I sat on one of them. Sana sat beside me.

I was really starving, and was waiting for breakfast.

Finally aunt came up with a plate of toast, butter and a jug of milk. I took a toast from the white plate and took a butter and spread it on my toast and started eating.

Suddenly the door burst open and the guy came in with his wet silky hair which were actually light brown. He was wearing fit black t-shirt which were showing the half of his byceps clearly visible and a dark blue jeans and was in rush, but who cares. I continued eating my breakfast..

I was really hungry and nothing comes before my food..

"Hey mom I am late so will eat it in university" He said in a husky voice while taking an apple from the table"

"But Zayn.."

He cut off aunt and said "I will mom don't worry"

He was just about to leave, but stopped in the middle of the room, and stared at me with his deep blue eyes for few seconds and then left..

Awkward...

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Salam guyz.. So yeah it was the first part. I hope you all liked it.. And yess I am not good in all of these editing stuffs so if there's any need so plz feel free to correct me..
Next update will be Interesting In Sha Allah...
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