"You fight over the littlest matters when you are with them and you fight over their thoughts when you are not with them, its bound to be something great"
~Anon
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SHUMAYLL
The night ended quickly, and Iqra had to leave
unfortunately, even if she stayed, we could not talk
why?
because my mom knew-
and when a mother knows something, its best to not make it more obvious
anyways
that night, we did not talk either
I had talked to my mom about this whole thing and the one question that she and bhai had asked me was:
was i willing to marry Iqra?
the answer was: Hell yes
but will she agree to marry me, now?
because lets face it, even though Iqra and I have been talking, we are not that close yet, we have not yet established that connection between us and we are not yet in the mode where we know fully about each other
i, for one, know that i can live with her with or without any flaws or past or any bad thing, but it is she, who is my main concern
you see, my life has not been all rainbows and candies- I had my fair share of dark days and i am still living with it so yes, i don't expect any girl to just simply love me because i am not much of a good guy once you have a look in my past
And Iqra, well Iqra is Iqra, she neither sees the glass half full nor half empty, she'd rather have something else over it-
you get the point-
"Shumayll?" called bhabhi and i looked up from my phone
i did not know i was staring at it
"Yeah?" i asked her and she smiled at me
she took a seat beside me and inhaled a deep breath
"The night air is always special, do you know why?" she asked me softly
I shook my head no
"Its because night knows our deepest, darkest secrets, our dark days and bright past, it knows everything about us, hides it from the world and when we breathe in the night air, it's like breathing in a whole new life" she said poetically
i smiled and shrugged
some way, i knew she was right
i was a literature kinda guy- and i understood what she was clearly saying-
"Shumayll, I know you love her, but are you ready to take the next big step?" she asked me and i sighed, running my hand through my hair
"I- I don't know bhabhi" i replied
"Honey, just know, whatever you decide, let your heart participate in it, and not just your brain- your brain may be smart but when it comes to these things, the brain usually gives the most dumb ideas" she said and i chuckled
"Bhabhi-" i said, looking around for anyone who would seem suspicious of listening to our conversation
she replied with a 'hmmm?'
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