Whatever He Wills. (A Desi//Muslim Fiction)

Chapter 6

Layla's POV

My cousin had asked me to stay the night as it was the weekend. I reluctantly nodded. Oh well only because I didn't have anything else better to do tomorrow.

"But afa I don't know if I can stay. I don't have PJs.with me." I hesitated "That's okay, you can borrow Aysha's." She reassured me. Aysha was my other cousin sister. I adored her to bits! If I had to choose a favourite out of all of them, it would be her.

That night I slept on the floor next to Aysha and boro afa slept on the bed. I find it a lot more enjoyable sleeping on the floor as It's not a usual occurrence.

I laid there wondering about the things that were happening the last few days. Including that guy I always seem to bump into, wherever I go. I really don't understand, you may all think I'm going a bit mental but I just think that there's some sort of reason behind why I keep seeing him... I don't know.

After a few minutes I drifted off into a deep sleep. The next morning I woke up from this strange dream It was still vividly playing in my head. I think I dreamt about him and we were actually having a conversation. It was so weird because the dream felt so real.

As the day kept progressing I couldn't get that dream I had out of my head. I swear he's everywhere! You'd think that I'd forget the dream by now. Trust me I could still picture the images like it was some sort of slideshow.

That moment I had a call from my mum. I picked up and salaamed her. She sounded a bit too excited to talk to me over the phone than usual. I wondered why.

As we got more into the conversation, mum had reviled something that I'd never in my life would expect for her to say.

"Me and abbu have agreed" she said "Agreed to what??" " Your marriage with Rehan." I couldn't say a thing at that point. I was shocked .I didn't want to continue talking to her so I just hang up. Was she actually being serious?This was all too much. I don't want to marry Rehan.  By the way Rehan is my dad's friend's son.. Sure we get along but I most certainly don't see him in that way.

I couldn't get my head around all this. All I'm thinking is "why now?" I just started university. Why is my mum putting all this pressure on me right now?