His Denied Love

Chapter 25

I want to be with you,
It is as simple, and as complicated as that.

Aaiza's Pov

Its been three days since Zaid left for his business trip and I am missing him like hell!

Yesterday night when I checked my Instagram notification I had a friend request from Mr Grumpy. Obviously I didn't hesitate to accept it. 

Right now I am lying on my bed upside down scrolling through my social sites. It is saturday evening and I am already back from work.

Talking about work I am happy that it was going the way it should and I did manage to get some good employees who applied for the job offer. Few more days and I will be back with my boutique started again.

Abid also joined us sometimes, Whenever he was free he made sure he visited us. It was like old buddies hanging out, well not actually a hangout but he is a good companion and his humour has always been just amazing. He is such a person who can bring a smile on anyone's face instantly. I hope he meets Zaid one day so that My Grumpy man would learn a smile atleast.

I am missing the small and crazy arguments with him, his dominance, his stubborness, his scent and yeah the cute habit of his when he always had his eyebrows creased when he was in a deep thought.

We had small conversations though but they were quiet short and mostly lead into funny arguments where I ended up giggling and he just had his mouth shut and asked me stop laughing in his usual plain voice. I tried facetime but he told me he was busy.

I eyeroll at the memory.

Last night I went home, had dinner with my family. Dad is back and I enjoyed my family time there. I sigh as I remember the conversation with my parents last night. I was not sure if I should ask Zaid about it.

Flashback*

"So when are you planning for the Walimah(Reception) ?" Mom asks

I twist my fork nervously in my plate as I think about how to get off this topic. Zaid has never discussed about arranging a Walimah yet.

He such a boring workaholic ass.

"We are just...umm....thinking about it, Uh... we haven't actually planned for it yet" I answer grinning nervously "but soon will."

Mom looks at me with her eyebrows creased with confusion as Dad pats her shoulder.

"Its fine honey, we know Zaid is a busy man and I am sure he will soon discuss it with you" Dad encourages me.

I smile at him and pick up my glass of apple juice sipping it.

End of Flashback*

I huff as I get up from my bed and walk towards the book shelf thinking about it.

*Ding Dong*

I look at the wall clock checking the time, It is seven in the evening.

Who might it be now?

I stride down the stairs and see one of the servants opening the door. Craning my neck to see who the person is, I hear some murmurs so I walk further down.

"Who is it?" I ask looking at the maid.

"Asalamu'alaikum" A female voice greets.

I turn my head to look at a grinning face of a familiar beautiful hijabi standing at the door, dressed in a white maxi dress with a loose navy blue floor length shrug above and and a beige hijab.