Striving Muslimah

12.O... My... Allah

Zyva's POV :
Yayyyy

We had breakfast and now we are on our way for an ice cream treat...

Alhumdulillah after 20 minutes drive we reached .....

"Welcome to icy ice creams. Hope you have good experience here"
A man said as we entered the parlor

Aarib smiled and we went inside...

We were having our Ice creams...
When something caught my attention ....

Zaid Bhai....

What is he doing here?

I looked carefully ... There was a girl sitting with him, her back facing me.... They were laughing on some thing......

Ashtaghfirullah

Who is she???

Zaid Bhai never talk to girls...  He always keeps his gaze down...

Now he is looking totally different

"I think we should go now... Its getting late... You have to go to office... You will be late" I whispered to Aarib..

"Why are you whispering?"

"Shhhh let's just go.... I'll tell you later"

Alhumdulillah he didn't asked me further...

We walk past them... I slowly turned and saw the girls face .... She was not wearing niqab, and was smiling at zaid Bhai lovingly.... I have seen her somewhere..... But where?????

O my Allah. Save my brother.....

We returned home....

After few hours..:

"Assalamu alaikum khala.........
What are you doing?.... Do you need any help?"

I asked her as I entered kitchen

"No... Where is Aarib?"

"He left?"

"Where?"

"Office... He said he have some work will come in evening"

"Oohh OK.... By the way I was thinking..."
She trailed off

"Thinking what?" I asked her sitting on kitchen island

"That you should go to his office and give him lunch..."

"WHAT??? me??? Why???? ....
I don't even know his office."

"Driver knows... Someone has to go... He will not have junk food in lunch ... So go get ready.. I'll prepare his lunch."

I was confused whether to go or not.....

"You wanted to give him a chance right????.. Go don't think too much...
He is your husband... Go and rule in his company.... Enjoy"
She said handing me his tiffin basket

"Do you really think I should go.... What if he gets angry??.... What if his boss kicks him out??? No I don't think I should go"
I said returning her the basket....
She again handed me saying...

"No one can kick him out.... Its his company..." My eyes widen "You go there, he'll be happy seeing you.... Go fast"
She pushed me out of kitchen...

I thought for sometime... Then left not before getting ready...

I am standing in front of huge building ...

THE IBRAHIM'S.....

"Bismillah hir rehmanir raheem" murmuring under breath I stepped in...

Cold air hit my face even in niqab....