In 10 mins Kaab and Ayesha were sitting at a table at starbucks sipping on there frapaccinos.
"Look I'm sorry for what I did yesterday. I know what I did was wrong but what can I do. Whenever I take decisions in anger they always turn out wrong. Im so sorry.. I know none of it was your fault." She finished and took a deep breath.
"It's not your fault. I should've taken more care of Haadiya." He said with a sigh.
"So we are back to normal." Ayesha asked with hopeful. After a moment of silence came a reply.
"Ofcourse."
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Today was the rukhsati. Today was the day the day Ebrah was going to shed teas of mixed emotions. Sadness, happiness, excitement, and everything.
The whole house was filled with guests. The atmosphere of the house was very jolly. There were aunties joking around, talking about their weddings, cousins teasing the bride and also getting teased about their future ib return and little kids running evrywhere. Literally.
Ayesha is the beauty guru of the family so on occasions like this she barely has time to get herself ready. Right now she was running from Ebrah to Aabira to Iba, cousin to cousin to cousin.
She was in her pj's and whenever she would walk, more like run past someone they would just stare like you gonna wear that to a wedding.
A few minutes later everyone was sitting in the hall room for the function.
These 3 hours were like 3000 years for Ayesha. For some reason Ayesha was finding this very boring. And she was feeling guilty for it.
After everyone had left and most things were clean Ayesha went to her room to pray isha. After she came out of the toilet from doing her wudhu she got a call from an unknown number.
She picked it up.
"Hello." Ayesha said. No response. "Hello?" She repeated again in a more irritated voice. She was already so tired from the function and now someone called her and isn't responding.
She hung up in frustration and started her salaah. As she was getting into bed she got a text from the same caller.
Unknown number: hello😈
She was so confused and tired from the events from the day she had had enough she turned off her phone through it across the room into her pile of clothes on the groundand stuffed her face into her pillow.
"Can u keep it down." Aabira asked. She was already asleep and Ayesha was disturbing her.
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Ayesha literally jumped out of bed. It was 8 am and her alarm didn't go off. Oh shoot. She even forgot to pray fajr. Like every other time whenever Ayesha took decisions in anger and haste they always turned out wrong.
Ayesha quickly ran to the bathroom and got changed. She wore simple blue jeans with a white t-shirt. She wore it with a pink jacket and blue flats. Ayesha was having bad hair day so she just pinned it all back. Her luck was on point today. Note the sarcasm.
She hurriedly made her way to the kitchen and tripped over like 5 times. She grabbed a juice from the fridge and an apple that was just chilling on the table. It looked really red and juicy and it was surprisingly really light.
Daaem had already left for work so she had to go on the bus. Atleast she made it on time to the bus. She sat down and was about to take a bite of her apple when she realised... she left her phpne inside. She told the bus driver to wait for a few minutes and literally sprinyed all the way back. She looked like a mad woman.
When she got back on the bus she looked like a mess. She sat back in her spot and bit into the apple... or atleast tried to. Turns put only fake food can look good even if it's just and apple.
She finally arrived to uni on time and had ten minutes to spare. She found Gabriella and Haadiya sitting together outside the library.
"Hi guys." Ayesha said
The both replied in unison and stared at Ayesha.
"Ok before you say anything may I just tell you I had a really bad morning so don't judge, and only Allah knows how i got to school on time today." She said all this in one breath.
"Oh btw i have something to show you guys something really weird."
She showed her friends the weird message she got the night before and to say her friends were confused would be an understatement.
And with that her day started and it didn't get any better.
A/n
Happy belated birthday to me, happy belated birthday to me, happy belated birthday to Aliza, happy belated birthday to me. Hi guys. Yes, It was my birthday last sunday on the 18th of june. Yay. Also I'm so sprry for the laye update. Eid is coming up, have you got all yourclothes ready. Comment what colour and design your clothes are. See ya in my next update. Bye.
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EspiritualAyesha is your average 22 year old muslimah who goes to University. A muslimah who doesn't wear a hijab. All her life she has been asked the same question " Where is your hijab?" She got bullied since she was 10 by her so called sweet cousins Badia...