Wali's P.O.V:
There she was sitting, among her friends,talking about general things, in her hands she was holding her books,notebooks and everything else she needed to take notes from the lesson they just had
If she had known that in her hands she held my heart, but she did not know that, i was watching her from afar,keeping my distance from her and that would only have stronger for her more, I know what you are thinking right now, Is he crazy?
It is haram in Islam to act this way, but i didn't have the courage not talked about it to my parents ,my mum always told me that i should complete my other half as the Holy Quran says, mum i am about to make you happy and do as you say
This girl is truly an amazing girl,unique, and hard to find in this time, she always raises her hand to talk about the lessons i give to the students, she always knows what to say and how to choose her words carefully and discuss the idea spoken in class revealing her smartness and high IQ
I went home after that, and i wasn't having the desire to give lessons for the day anymore, she is always in my mind, i don't know how she got there and little by little she dominated my thoughts and controlled them, and one day she finally controlled my heart along with my mind
Every time, just by thinking about her, my heart beats louder and harder, she has the most polite morals i have ever seen in my life. I walked out the kitchen with her image fresh in my mind, and she demands staying there for a very long time.
i sat on the sofa after feeling full from the dinner i just had Alhamdulilallah for the grace he gave me, my phone was on the other side of the sofa, i was looking at it and thinking whether should I call her or not, i hate to call her to come and then tell her the thing she wants to hear, while i can do it on the phone
I couldn't take it anymore, i reached out for the phone and dialed her number, i placed the phone on my ear and i was biting my fingers , thinking on how i would tell her and how would she reacted if Talia doesn't say yes when i go with my mother to ask her hand in marriage
"Hello?" my mum said through the phone, her voice seemed tired and ill, my heart ached that she sounded like that and if i could i would give her all the time she cared for me back to her and stay that healthy for the rest of her life, but i am about to tell her the best thing she would ever hear today
"Assalam Walikum Assalam, How do you do mum?" i said as i started to calm down and decided to inform her that i would go to her and tell her what i really feel and that my heart wants to have her in a halal way, she is mine and i am hers and that would be in a way that Allah approves it and it is non- haram
"I am good Alhamdulilallah , how are you habibi?" she said and i heard some shuffling in the other line
"I am fine mum, thank you for asking, i wanted to ask you, Are you free for the rest of the day?" i said as i walked to my room to change into some causal clothes and go to her, i wore a white polo shirt and dark blue jeans. i took the car keys into my back pocket and placed the ear phones on, it is said that the phone is the reason why car crash increased in the last weeks
while I was driving, I rolled the windows down and turned on the radio, it was an atmosphere of relaxation and calmness, how could i be other wise when the whole ride my mind is occupied with the most beautiful girl in the world, i arrived at the house and got out
My heart beating more and more by every step i took and it drove the nervousness away from my mind and i was eager to tell her and see her face when i tell her the big news
Mum opened the door and she looked very thrilled to see me, i smiled without knowing just at the sight of her, how could i not? she is my queen after all , well both of them, but my mother slightly above because thanks to her i am here
