3months later.Riya's POV
"Excuse me madam, am I to clean this portion as well?" I asked the lady who act bossy on the minor staffs.
"Ah! Yes yes!" Said the lady with an annoyed tone as usual."Riya, Rafida wants you in her cabin now!" Someone called out.
"Ok!" I said and walked to Rafi's cabin.
"Madam can I come in?" I knocked her cabin door.
"Yes! Come in"
I push-opened the door, with my head hung down and walked near her table.
She made her throat to make me look at her.
I was too defied to look at her.
I heard a sigh of disappointment."You don't have to do this Riya! The dead won't come back! I'm not interfering in your plans, but you know what, a person's death is destined by Allah! Not even a second will a person escape from the time that is destined for him to die. Don't we hear news like the survivors from the plan crash? A person who missed the first vehicle would get knocked by the second, for he is destined at that particular time and place to die! Our birth and death is already written Riya. For Allah is the all-knower and all-hearer. And I can't see you in this state everyday! It sickens my days as well. It's been two months! You are young and well-educated! You have a life! I am sure you wouldn't have find any clue?" She said expecting an answer.
I kept silent, for if I volunteer to explain her the situation everything will not move in its track.
She shook her head in disappointment."What are you upto?" Finally she asked me hopelessly.
That question made me dumbstruck!
What am I upto?
This time I let out a huge sigh!
Sabr! I have kept tawakkul on the al-mighty and yes, ofcourse I'm working on my mission."You know what Rafi? Sometimes, we can't figure out whats happening around us! But, I have made my mind. Its not only about my father, Shama or her sister! It includes everyone on this earth! We can't do anything to change the world. It will be filled with injustice, until we practice kilafah! I wanna make a small change which I hope will bring a great difference! The wrongdoers should know its impossible to mingle when they commit a crime! Its that crimes have made the people go blind to such an extent where people doesn't know whats crime and whats not!" I let out a huge sigh. After a minute silence,
"I have Allah" I assured my confidence.She looked at me hopelessly.
"Hmm I donno whats gonna happen! Nothing will go wrong for we have Allah on our side! If you want any help you can ask me." She said and gave me a pitiful smile.I turned on my heels, but then I looked at her, "jazakallah!"
And I walked away without waiting for her reply.
With so much in my head and heart, I returned to my minor staff ward."Hey, whats up?" Asked Safa, a co-worker of mine.
I gulp harder and with a forced smile, I shook my head meaning nothing's wrong.
She shrugged a shoulders but then again she gave me a suspicious look.
Suddenly a thought stroke on my mind.
"Safa?" I called out to her in a hurry.
She turned to me as if I scared her.
"Ehh! Sorry! Its that I.. Uh I wanna know about a girl called.. Zeenat?" I asked her minding to avoid suspicions.
Her face turned from suspicion to panic."H..how do you.... Know.. Her?" She stammered.
"Umm.. She is one of my far relative!" I manage to put up a lie.
"Ohh! But.. Uhh sh.. She is dead!" She said in a tone of sympathy.
I pretend to get shocked on hearing the news.
"Is it?" My voice turned disbelieving.She nods in silence.
"Mm! Yep! Three months before! People say she suicided because she was psychologically ill, she had issues with her sister Shama, and so on. But I hardly believe their talks as for you know I never trust anyone easily." Safa said.
I was in utter shock and hardly found any words to comment on the fact. My heart was thudding harder, I felt like I wanna strangle those murderers' neck but thats gonna happen in the near future. In Sha Allah!
"Wh..why do you suspect it cannot be true?" I asked her.
I am not sure she heard me as she was staring in fear and anger.
She held me through my wrist and drag me to a corner.
She stared into my eyes for a second and turned my chin,
"There he is! Look!"I looked from him to her and her to him. My throat was so dry and I couldn't bring a single word out of my mouth. I gave her a confused look.
"Its Aqil! Hope you know him! Assistant manager of this company! Such of a womanizer. Once when I was cleaning the floor near his cabin, Zeenat was showing some files to him! He tried to get close to her and asked her out. She slapped him with her slipper! It happened few days before Zeenat's death! So I suspect him for he is a guy full of vengeance!" She said as a matter of fact.
"Hope he never saw you, if not he'd get to you as well! Because you have those charming looks! You just wanna be careful Riya." She added by petting my shoulders and left me with utter shock.
So, its Aqil whom Shama was referring to. I have got to plan something to get to Aqil.
But then Shama told me there were three guys, so who can the other two be?
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Muslimah On A Mission
SpiritualIn a flagitious, victim-blaming society, a girl who undergoes a traumatic condition by encountering two deaths of her beloved ones right in front of her eyes, and could do nothing to stop the crime as she was helpless at that time. Once she becomes...