We are meant to be💕 Book1 [wattys2017][completed✅]. Under editing.

Chapter 4

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A/N AssalamoAlaikum-
Sorry for the late update guys. I just got family problems. Anyway. I am gonna start now. Enjoy and give suggestions. Love you for the sake of Allah.
Amna's POV
Our closeness was increasing step by step, day by day. We were happy until one day.
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I went home one day and saw a girl with Daniyal. All at a sudden I felt strong pain there, in my heart. My heart it was aching seeing him with another girl.
"Why are you hurting?

You're just friends, you don't mean anything to him? Why did you think that you both can be something?"

I was scolding myself for letting me attach to someone.
"It's so obvious. You are.."

"Oh, just shut up you stupid heart, will you?" I said.

I knew what my heart was saying and I couldn't accept it.
I was in love with Daniyal but I couldn't accept it.
After standing thinking about my heart's problem involving Daniyal I didn't notice I was still staying at the entrance, my gaze at the ground like it was the most interesting thing right now.

Daniyal told me to enter."Amna, come."
I lowered my eyes when he called me. I was so thankful at that moment that he is blind because otherwise he would notice the way I was looking at him.
"Stop it girl! Stop staring at him! Stop loving him! Your statuses are way different. You are low class an he is a businessman and not to forget not only that but he owns one of the most popular website designing companies."I scolded myself with all these words.
"Amna, this is my sister-in-law, Saadia and Saadia this is Amna."
He introduced me to her and I forwarded my hand ever so slowly to shake hers. What was I even thinking? Stupid is what I'm...
"Um. Nice to meet you Saadia."
I shyly said.
"Nice to meet you dear" Saadia said smiling.
She had such a sisterly look. I knew that she is a really good person.
"Well, dear family, I am going to cook."
I teased them and smiled to myself.
Saadia and Daniyal continued talking.
I served the dinner for them and sat aside so that I don't mess in their family conversations.
They forgot that I am there and continued talking.
"You know what, Daniyal?" Saadia said.
"What do I have to know, Aapi?" Daniyal impatiently asked.
"So, I like Amna. Have you, um, ever thought of marriage, my dear little brother?"
She seriously said but also had a teasing look.
"Wha? What? What are you saying How can I get married? You know very well that I do not want to attach to any woman after this girl betrayed me."
He sadly said and I was just there sitting fiddling with my fingers like I am the one that is supposed to give answers.
"What about getting you married to Amna, brother?"
Saadia said and seriously looked at Daniyal who staying there with a shocked expression.
If Saadia has noticed that I was there she would be also shocked that I was listening to their conversation. But the truth was that I was staring at my phone and just catching some words of their conversation when I was hearing my name being involved.
"I. Um. I do maybe love Amna. But. I can't. I can't just marry her. I don't know why. There is something that stops me. I guess I will have to do Istikhara." Daniyal said stammering.
"Yes, brother. I completely understand you. You have time to think about it. I have not talked to your bhai yet. So no worries. I will let you know when I have talked to him and I will ask for your answer with him if he agrees."
Saadia said and Daniyal nodded in yes.
Saadia happily hugged him and yawned.
"I am going to sleep now little baby brother."
She teased him and by his facial expression I understood that he does not like being called a baby brother.
Daniyal's POV
I was still sitting on the sofa shocked of what my sister-in-law told me.
"Do I really love Amna? Are we eligible for each other?" I was asking myself so many questions.
I didn't hear anyone so I got up and was on the way to go to my room. I picked my white cane and phone and started walking when Amna stopped me.
"What's up?" She asked.
"Nothing, why are you stopping me?" I tiredly said. And tried to go but no success since I bumped into her this time.
"Ouch!" She said.
"I am sorry, really sorry do not kill me." I safaking a scared expression,, but I actually wanted to tease her a bit and see her reaction.
"You, you, you! You will see what I will do to you Mr. Daniyal." She said and tried to go but this time I caught her just before she runs away.
I suddenly rapped my arms around her waist and crushed her into a hug.
She was so surprised. She immediately pushed me back.
"What? What do you think you are doing?" She angrily said.
"I was just teasing you.
"Teasing? OK, then you bear the afterwards of your teasing." And she slapped me on the right cheek leaving her tiny fingerprints on it.
I was startled. I didn't know what to do. I went back to my room full of anger.
"You will see, Mis Amna! I will make your life a hell from now on!" I yelled and made a promise to myself.
How dare she?  slapping me? Who the. Is she? I will show her who the boss is from now on. I won't be her friend, but her boss. I will give her the most heavy work just to make her life a hell for that slap. We will see how much of it she can bear.
Amna's POV

I was so... So angry. I was glaring at him. Then he went to his room and I did the same.

In my room I locked the door.
I don't know what happened to me that I slapped him. It was just a hug for Allah's sake. But he... He's not your mahram, not related to you in any way...  Maybe it was all for that marriage thing. I hated getting attached to people after my family fell apart and that was my reaction when he just teased me by giving me a hug.
If he and his sister-in-law were not talking about the marriage maybe I wouldn't slap him, but return the hug back.
A tear slipped down my cheek and I immediately wiped it.
"I won't. Cry. I will be strong no matter what happens. I will be strong even if I lose him as a friend, even if he gives me the most terrible work in the world, I will still stay strong." I encouraged myself.
I was good at saying it'll be OK to myself, or more like lie to myself. Whatever it was, I felt happy nonetheless. since no one of my family did it, no one supported me in anything.
I lied down on the bed and fell into deep slumber.
The next morning I woke up before Daniyal and I ate breakfast really fast. I cooked him breakfast all the time. He enjoyed eating my cooking even though I pretty much learned it on my own.
I couldn't face him after all that happened last night. So I went to the office waiting for him to appear.
After good half an hour he entered his office. I was on my phone writing to my friends in Pakistan, but I noticed when he was here because all employees were scared of him and whenever he enters they all shut their mouths and stop chatting. It all looks like a FaceTime call that fell apart because of low internet.
"MS. Amna!" Daniyal called and I froze on my place by hearing his deep, anger laced voice. I have never ever heard that side of him.
I went into the cabin and at once didn't look at him, the ground and the furniture now were more interesting to me than when I came for the first time.
"So, MS. Amna, here are all the files for today and tomorrow. I want them until your last hour at work, which will be six PM." I was shocked of the amount of work he gave me.
"Um. OK. MR. Salman. I will finish the work and will give it to you." I weakly said with a shaky voice and left from there as fast as I could.
I was walking towards my desk still shocked of the amount of files I had to work on.
Then a thought went through my head.
"Wait! I am secretary, not a file editor. He never gave me that part of my job. Am I even good for that? I thought and sat down to work. After 4 hours of work there was lunch but I couldn't go because of the amount of work I had.
"Don't give up Amna. Not now. Don't let him win you." I said to myself and continued working on the files.
I finished them exactly at five PM so I went to MR. Salman's office to give them to him.
I lightly knocked on the door and waited for an answer from the other side ordering me to go in.
"Come in!" He shouted.
"The files, MR Salman. They are ready." I said.
"Ready? Hmmm... Ok. You may go home now." He angrily said.

His office looked a mess. I have never seen it that messed up. His hair looked messed up too.

This hair of his... Um... Actually it was sooo cute.

''er, girl! What's wrong with you, lower your eyes'' my mind shouted at me.

I was standing there shocked when he started talking something to himself.
"So... The files are ready? OK then. Tomorrow will be more work. We will see how much strong you are MS. Amna. We will see." He mumbled but I clearly heard him.
I silently left through the door, not bothering to even close it after myself and picked up my things. I went home and was angry. I have never been so much angry with a person or their behavior.
I was also sad that I lost him as a friend. I locked the door of my room, sitting down and bringing my knees as close to my chest as possible and cried it all out loud.

A/N:

this guy ain't a joke, a?

Fine then... Maybe he'll suffer a bit too. Soon... Since I'm the author, I'll take care of it.

AssalamoAlaikum WaRahmatullahi WaBarakatuhu to all of you!

Love you! ❤❤❤

_Shattered Dreams_