"Saving Jannah." #wattys2016

Hearts on sleeves

Hello everybody I really hope you guys like this chapter. It's a short one sorry but anyways enjoy!! Please vote and comments I love your thoughts and questions!! Xx Slay

Jannat's POV.

I tossed and turned all night thinking of what Noah had said the thought of me falling in love again seemed impossible. I heard my conscience saying 'hmm are you sure about that now?' Uff allah I can't stand it anymore I climbed out of bed and put my bunny slipper on one of my feet since the other had a cast on it I walked to my terrace my peaceful escape. It was almost fajr prayer time but not yet so I decided to stay on the terrace for a while. The view on my terrace was breathe taking surrounded by trees and a beautiful view of the lake.

Subhannallah I whispered under my breath inhaling the fresh air. I usually loved to take walks to the willow tree nearby the lake it was a very beautiful tree. It has a very soothing aura I forget all my worries looking out at the view there actually has never been a time I haven't been relaxed by the view itself except the time when Yousaf died. Suddenly I had a sharp pain in my head. Flashback.. "I can't believe you did all this thank you so much!" I cheerfully told Yousaf leaping into his arms. "If it would make you this happy and giving then I would love to have picnics everyday." He smiled sincerely. I turned crimson once I realized what I hugged him He chuckled at my blush. End Flashback.

I smiled tearfully at my flashback I decided to go in and pray I went to do ablution and pray fajr. I made dua and felt inner peace and tranquility Allah is truly merciful praying always helps. After praying I felt I could sleep peacefully. I woke up to the sound of preparations. I heard mama's stressed voice "Beta nahi( no child) the dates have not been decided what good will it do to have a hall booked randomly does money grow from trees to randomly book a hall for no reason!"

I slipped my scarf loosely around my head and went to brush my teeth then scurried down the staircase to see what all the fuss was about. "Salam everyone." I murmured tiredly.

"Kya howa bohat thukiwi lagri ho jaani?" (What's the matter my love you looked tired) bhabi asked worriedly checking me for a fever. "Na (no) bhabi Jaan I am perfectly fine just a bit tired I didn't sleep very well that's all." I told her. "Was it another nightmare haye allah.." She asked clearly distraught I cut her off. "No no bhabi Jaan it's nothing I just had a lot on my mind that's all."What my love you do know you can tell me anything." she whispered.

"Jee jee (yes yes)I know if it were really that troubling I would tell you." I cheerfully replied trying to lighten the mood which worked because she chuckled but still looked a bit unsure I knew bhabi she knew something was up and would corner me if she could get the chance but we had an understanding and she just knows when the time is right. I clutched her shoulders guiding her towards the kitchen slightly limping and changing the subject to what she cooked for breakfast seeing as it was almost twelve. "Thoh bhabi aj ka kya plan hain aur kya khanay ko banaya hain?" I said in a bubbly tone ( what are the plans for today and what have you cooked.)

"Ok so the plans are Naila Aunty and Tara are going to come to set the dates in a couple and stuff and for breakfast I have made your fave pancakes and fresh orange juice!" she told me happily. "Yes I love you bhabi!" I cheered. "likewise darling." she replied.

I sighed in satisfaction after eating the delicious breakfast. *ding dong ding dong* the bell echoed through the walls of our white mansion. "Haye allah they are here and I look like a baboon!" I shreiked. "calm down lovely appi we all think you should go upstairs take a short refreshing shower but be diligent and wear what mama has set out for you the white embroidered patiala salwar kameez it will look very good with your natural blush complexion plus your nose it tinged pink so why not show the kashmiri side!" Isha winked. "Alright thank you mama and Isha you are sounding more and more like Imaan everyday!" I chuckled as I hurried up the stairs as baba chuckled at our conversation and bhabi went to open the door for them.

I hurriedly got ready with minimal makeup just a bit of blush although I don't need it Isha insisted I put a layer of strawberry lip gloss and kohl and fixed my patiala white shalwar and white kameez with my rainbow dupatta which Isha had adjust around my shoulders although I had told her that I had to wrap something around my head she forced me and told me their were only ladies even baba had greeted them then left with bhaiya to work.

I missed my job since I had a cast and back pain I still had 3 more weeks to get the cast off it has already been 3 weeks since it has been on and I am totally sick of it. I realized I should get going down now and skipped down the stairs scared and recalling the same event with Yousaf and his mom and elder sisters I missed them and most of all I missed Yousaf I stopped skipping down the staircase and sat on one.

I was glad the kohl was waterproof or else I would've looked like a mess more than I was internally anyways I don't know how Noah will deal with my especially my constant flashbacks and nightmares also my thoughts the way I get caught in them I buried my face in my hands and softly cried until Imaan had come looking for me I wonder when she came anyways I was busy sniffling away. "Haye rab Jannah how many times do I.. oh Jannat gosh are you okay?" Imaan asking hugging me tightly by instinct. "No I..I'm not." I sobbed all over her shirt. "Shh .. shh I'm here for you Jannay it's going to be all right." she tried soothing me.

"It's not I'm going to ruin everything for Noah I'll never be good enough and he will get hurt just like Yousaf did and .. and I'll be a weight he will have to carry everywhere.. but I promise Imaan I.. I will try to be the best to be a.. a perfect wife." I stuttered. "Na Jannay you will be the best wife ever don't be this hard on yourself there is no such thing as perfect or imperfection your beautiful and you will be the best wife better than me too!" she sniffled wiping my tears. After I calmed a bit we both washed our faced and Imaan touched up my makeup Thank you allah for giving me a best friend like her. I thought out loud. "Na thank you girly especially when ahem ..stuff happened with him." she stuttered " Na Imaan I understand let's go you don't have to thank me and we are not talking about that.." I stopped myself. We walked down ready to face what was about to go down.

*Dramatic jazz hands* Sorry It wasn't long I promise the next one will be as always please please comment and VOTE if you liked this chapter I must say it was emotional *hands out tissues* LOVE YA GUYS XX SLAY!!