Zahir's POV
I jerked up from my sleep on the couch at the sound of someone screaming.
"OH MY GOSH! Amina I'm 2 hours late for work! Why didnt you wake me up?" hasna yelled. She tripped over her abaya in hurry, but luckily did not fall.
"What do i do? You overslept." Amina said as she arrived from the kitchen with a tray of mugs in her hand." I thought you were gonna take a leave cause you were sick."
"Take a leave? Mr. Cooper would kill me if i take a leave." hasna took a mug from the tray, faced away, lifted her niqab and drank from it.
Then she hurriedly put pn her gloves and shoes and went for the door but stopped. She turned around and looked at me.
"Can you drop me please. I dont think I'll get a bus right now." she pleaded.I was so sleepy, I didnt even reply to her but went to freshen up.
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I got ready as fast as i could. Just kidding, i purposely did everything slow. Just to enjoy. Cause no one had their cars today and hasna could not complain. What a joy, right.Hasna tapped her foot impatiently while i tied my shoe lace super slowly.
"I know you're doing it on purpose. Just know you are going to get it back, mister." hasna threatened, giving me a stern look.
I just shrugged in return and picked up my mug of tea amina made.
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I hummed a strange tune as i drove at the speed of 40.
"Stop the car." Hasna commanded."You don't wanna got to work? Dont wanna earn money? Dont wanna-" my useless, purposeful questioning was cut off by a loud 'STOP' from hasna.
"W-what?" I chuckled.
"Why. Are. You. DOING THIS?"
"Okay. I guess this was too much."I pursed my lips.
"You guess? You guess? When you know that you're my only choice and still you purposely make me an hour late and now you guess that it was too much? "She blabbered.
"Look Im sorry-"
"Watch out!!"she screamed.
I pushed the brakes and saved us from crashing into a pole."And now you nearly get us killed."she opened the door and without another word marched away. I was still stunned and i immediately got out of the car and locked it. It took me a nice, long jog to catch up with her.
"Wait! I thought the hospital was this way."i pointed to my left.
She stopped and then turned and pushed past me.
"So you're not talking with me now?" I asked to which she did not repond."Are you sure?" Again nothing.
"Fine" I huffed.
She kept giving me side glances but I acted as if i was walking alone.I looked at the sky. It looked empty and sad. It was going to rain. I better hurry while coming back. But wait, why am i going with her? Right- for her safety.
We reached an empty street with a few buildings. We stopped in front of a hospital and hasna walked up the stairs and peeked from an open window."Hello? Anyone here?"hasna's voice boomed in the empty room through the window. The cracking sound of the window of another room made us jump. It opened and an old man dressed an a peon came into view.
"Oh, hello ms.farooq. you're late and who's this?"
"I'm sorry I was late and this is a friend of mine. Mr.Harper, why is the hospital down?"Hasna asked.
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Planned By Him(an islamic love story)
SpiritualHasna Farookh is a 18 year old Muslim girl who became a better muslim, or should we say real muslim, and changed her ways after a vision. But when nobody likes the new her, she decides to leave her hometown and shifts to another city. Zahir Yusuf is...