My Brothers protection | Muslim love story

Chapter 8

Anaya's pov

I take a deep breath and challenge myself to look straight into Aahil's eyes. It's hard to do so but I need to get his attention. Preparing myself I play with my fingers. We have been here for more than half an hour now and the sun has set yet I don't regret even a second. Aahil is sitting up and we are both facing each other yet our gazes are stil at the sky. 1..2...3 go! And I do it, I stare right through to his beautiful grey orbs and I see that he was gazing right at me this whole time. Well that's my queue to start blushing and he starts scratching his nape again. How many times do guys scratch their necks in embarrassment? I wonder.
"Well how many times do girls blush in embarrassment?" Aahil fires at me and I stare at him startled.
"Did I say that out loud?" I ask.
"Yep, yes you did!" He chuckles and I sigh at his gentle, husky laughter.
"What? Is this too much for you?" He says gesturing to himself.
"Ewww, no but there comes the return of a guy's giant ego." I say rolling my eyes.
He's about to reply to me but his phone rings and he grabs my finger and puts it on my lips.
"Waalykumusalam, Abid."
"No Anaya isn't with me."
"Yes, I dropped her off to her friend Saima's house a few minutes ago."
"Yes and she said that if you needed anything then ring me because her phones out of battery. Ok asalamualykum." He says and puts the phone down. I glare at him with an angry face.
"Chill." He says.
"Chill, you want me to chill when you've just lied to my brother." I snap at him.
"I had to. I want to spend the whole night here and I know you do too and also being the intelligent person I am I knew that your brothers would never let you or me do that." He says and I snort in an unladylike manner.

"You're so different from normal girls and I think that's what's driving me crazy." He whispers as his words are carried into the wind yet he mutters the last part and even though I blush I pretend not to hear it.
"Obviously I'm not normal and you're not either because we're both unique." I reply wisely.
"You make everything seem so good. Ok now we have to tell each other something we have never told mostly anyone else."
"Why?" I ask curiously.
"That's the truce of this hill." He replies casually and my heart is trotting to a beat. I know that this is now serious but am I ready to tell someone. The only people who know about this are my brothers, not even my friends know but something about Aahil's serious manner is making my heart tell him. So that's just what I do.

"When I was about 13 years old me, my dad, mum and.. And sister Amira went on a drive. My dad obviously owned the big company that my brothers now own and so he had a lot of enemies. We always had guards with us but on this particular day there were no guards. We were driving along the side road of San Diego returning home from our trip to the amusement park and there was a big truck driving on the wrong side of the road, on our side, he was coming straight for us my dad pulled me because I was the closest and threw me out of the car before I could get hurt. I started screaming, everything was going to so fast. The last thing I saw were the helpless faces of my parents trying to hold on to my sister. And I'm scared Aahil. Everyday when my brothers go out I'm scared. I'm scared for myself as well because whoever was trying to kill him was part of the Mafia. That's what the detective discovered so for. I'm scared Aahil. " I breath shakily and start sobbing.

When I start I can't stop and Aahil looks somewhat guilty for some reason. I flush the thought away as his huge masculine arms come around my shoulders, comfortingly.
"Look I feel for you, I really do but I promise to protect you until I can and letting out tears is a hole to your heart." He says and I stop crying. My breathing comes to an abrupt stop as he gently wipes my tears and looks into my green orbs. None of can break contact and the electricity is powerful.
"Your turn." I mutter trying to lighten the mood. Aahil blushes and looks so cute that I find myself gaping at him. I look away quickly and whisper a quick astagfirrulah.
"Err.. Yes about that I'll have to take to take you somewhere.'' He says as he looks at the scenery. His jaws are tightened and he looks reluctant to tell me. Oh well, I know he won't tell me his full story like I haven't. I just couldn't do it, it's too painful.

Aahil's pov

What she told me got my heart beating fast. I'd never be able to tell her. I'd hurt her and she's too good. I'm reluctant to tell her my story but I know I have and she's different so I know I can trust her. I grab on to her small delicate hand and open the door with my keys. I know the nurse will probably be upstairs and dad will probably be at the company, working late despite my protests, so I shut the door behind me and locked it again.
"This is your house?" She asks.
"Yes, I know it's not as posh as yours but you..."
"No no I love it. It's so elegant and big." She cuts me of and says her eyes wide at the mantelpiece. I can't help but let out a small chuckle. It's a funny sight.
"So your story?" She questions again. I lead her through the back stairs and into her room. The nurse sees me walk in and quickly hurries out. She's lying so peacefully in bed that I sigh. I'm scared now I don't know what Anaya will do, maybe she'll treat her like an animal and not care. To my surprise Anaya sits on the chair next to the bed and starts to stroke her hair.
"You have beautiful hair. You're sooo lucky I've been trying to grow mine longer but it won't grow more. But yours is splendid and such a nice dark colour." Anaya babbles. I love the way she is talking to her but I stay silent.
"Aahil?" She asks tilting her head to the side, adorably confused.
I make her sit on the carpet next to me and prepare myself.
"When I was 9 years old my mum ran away with another man leaving my dad to fend for both me and my little sister, who at that time was 7. Her name's Ariana and she was so bubbly and good natured she was my ball of spirit. Then the group came I wasn't here and I couldn't save her. They shot her and now she's in a coma. It's been a year and I miss her I really do." I say and break down into tears but fiercely rub them away. I haven't told her my full story, I just can't.........

Ooohhhh. Some secrets revealed! I think I've made it pretty clear that from both sides all secrets haven't been revealed but yeah!
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