(ALI'S POV)
First day of school jitters.
All of the sudden I had the need to speak to Ameerah I have no idea why , I just speak when I'm nervous. Ya Allah hellpppp me!!!.
Seeing her actually made me less nervous , I mean she was even more beautiful then the last time I saw her , shiny black abayah , hijaab flowing ... With her niqaab. Her eyes looking so much more vibrant that I couldn't even tell if I was in a dream or Jannah.
Astaghfirullah... Ali stop thinking about Ameerah !!! I told myself mentally.After making small talk with Ameerah , I felt more calm. She might've felt uncomfortable I'm so sorry Ameerah , I didn't mean to...
that's what I wanted to tell her , but before I wanted to I turned to look at aunt Amaanah who was pretty much enjoying every second of this uncomfortable talk. I couldn't blame her though , I was super nervous.
Finally we arrived at a big building , very neat , there was a mosque along side and just in front was a big sign which said " عالم/عالمة institute".
Masha-Allah , this school really looked very nice.
" Assalaamu-alaikum , enjoy your first day Ali,oh and I'll be happy to see aunt third period insha-Allah" said a tiny cute little voice , and waved. Which was Ameerah , I couldn't help but smile and watch her leave.
" Ali !! Ali !! Hellooooo!! " I snapped out of that moment , which was obviously aunt Amaanah trying to get my attention , escorting me to the reception for my interview of my reasons for transferring ... I smiled and gave her a big hug .
" Do you know Ali , gazing at girls or any female , which is not your wife is haraam , especially when you're not even a mahram to any of them " she smirked.
" I know , I know " I said awkwardly .. "But.."
"But nothing ??" She raised an eyebrow.
" I'm so sorry , I'll apologize to Ameerah and keep my distance I have no idea why I even stare at her..." I said as serious as I could , obviously my aunt knew me and I was as red as a tomato by now probably.
" You better !!! The girl who would never ever hold a conversation with any boy actually spoke to you ? " she said with a concerned face.
"I can tell" I muttered.
" Please Ali , do not make things awkward , as long as I'm with you guys I'm sure everything will be good , you and Ameerah both need change in your life , and I wouldn't want you to go back to your old ways".
" okay okay , sure I dated girl after girl in Dubai , I was in high school I was dumb and stupid. People make mistakes you know" I sighed.
" I'm not judging you in any kind of way Ali , Ameerah just means a lot to me that's all".
"I'm here to change , to better myself , you never know what Allah had planned for the future do we ?"
"Of course not , but the best always I'm sure" she smiled hugging me.
DiiiiiiingDiiiiiiiiing, that must've been the school bell.
We arrived at the school reception.
" Assalaamu-alaikum Ali , have a good day , if you need anything come to room 132 I'll be there "
"Wa'alaikum-Salaam , jazakallah !! Will do ". I smiled and went into the reception waiting area.
"Ali Ahmed ?? Ali Ahmed ??"
" That's me " I said .
A lady in a long black abaya and red scarf escorted me to a office where I had to wait.
" Mr Kamaal will be with you shortly for your interview please wait here" she said.
I waited , and alghamdulilah the interview went well. Better than I expected.
Now to get back home and have a good rest , after a hectic day but shukr to Allah.
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