Requital (COMPLETED)

Chapter 25 - Heart breaking memories.

Chapter 25.

قَوْلٌ مَّعْرُوفٌ وَمَغْفِرَةٌ خَيْرٌ مِّن صَدَقَةٍ يَتْبَعُهَآ أَذًى ۗ وَٱللَّهُ غَنِىٌّ حَلِيمٌ

"Kind words and the covering of faults are better than charity followed by injury. Allah is free of all wants, and He is Most-Forbearing.

(Aaya 263, Sura Al Baqara)

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Zaheer parked the car in the driveway of the neighbours house.

The two girls followed him as he walked towards the porch of the double story house and rang the bell.

A young boy opened the door, smiling brightly at Zaheer.

He motioned  for them to enter.

"Assalamualaykum. How are you Uncle Zaheer?"

"I'm well Alhamdulillah,how are you Muaaz?"

"Good good Alhamdulillah."

"How's your father feeling?"

Muaaz's face well.

" He hasn't been well lately."

Zaheer held his shoulder.

"Don't worry my boy, he will be okay in Sha Allah. Is he resting or can I see him?"

Muaz shook his head.

"No he's awake, you can come upstairs."

He glanced at the girls, his eyes lingering on Asma a little longer.

"My sisters are also at home. Asma you know the way to Taeeba's room."

Asma's cheeks coloured with a tinge of pink.

She nodded, waiting for them to go, she then ascended the stairs.

Yusaira nudged her, wiggling her eyebrows.

"What was that about?"

She teased.

"What was what about?"

Amsa feigned ignorance.

"Why were you blushing like that?"

Asma huffed.

"Because he was staring at me like that, he always does that. That's why I hate visiting when he's home."

Yusaira giggled.

"I'm happy you're not into boys, you are abit too young for that."

Yusaira was actually relieved, it was so difficult to find girls her age, who acted their age. Girls nowadays, knew more than she did when she was sixteen! She was still playing with freaking dolls when she was their age, they already had phones and boyfriends at the age of twelve now.