Modesty Is Beauty

Marriage Proposal

The story continues in the past

"Baba, when are we going to shift to our house?" Waniya asked out of the blue. Everyone stopped when they heard her questioning her father.

"Waniya, do you have any problem here sweetie? Or did anyone say something to you?" Aunt Asma asked her.

"It's nothing of the sort aunty. It's been three weeks since we are living here and it just doesn't look nice. Besides I want to see my house now. I have so much in my mind to do to that place." She answered calmly. She expected these kind of questions were to be asked from her if she said anything about shifting but she was prepared for it. She just wanted to move to her own house and not live in her uncle's house anymore. Everyone was nice to her but she felt uncomfortable around Fareed. That guy was the problem.

"I understand but what's the hurry?" Aunt Asma asked again. She just smiled at her and said,"Let's just say that I am excited to live in a new house."

"Baba?" She then looked at her dad before someone could say anything.

"Just the painting and interior designing is left, apart from that everything is complete." Her dad replied understanding what was the matter with her. She had to cover up in the house all the time because of Farhan and Fareed and he had noticed it. He even talked to his younger brother that they need to shift now but he had asked him to stay for some more days. Aziz was genuinely happy for Waniya to talk about it.

"I told you I will paint the house myself and about interior designing, I would love to design my new house so when are we going?" It looked like she was there to convince everyone and wouldn't leave unless her uncle would let them leave their house today or tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, In'shaa'Allah(if Allah wills). Just pack your things-"

"My things are packed and yours as well so can we leave now?" She cut her dad and asked.

"Habibti wait up! There is no need to leave at this hour of the night. You guys can leave tomorrow morning." Her uncle said raising his both hand up.

"It would be totally fine, uncle. Don't worry." She assured her uncle even though she knew he wouldn't let them leave at this hour, she just wanted them to agree on letting them go tomorrow morning and it worked.

"No, tomorrow morning and it is final." Her uncle answered raising a finger and she raised her hands up in surrender smirking under her niqab at her triumph.

At night when she was going to her room, she heard someone calling her name. It was Fareed. She acted like she didn't hear him and went straight to her room. She let out a sigh of relief once she was inside her room. 'This guy would make me do something I would regret.' She had thought.

Next morning, when they were leaving for their house, she hugged her aunt and felt bad when her aunt looked sad.

"I am sorry if I hurt you in any way aunty." She whispered to her. Her aunt smiled and smacked on her head playfully.

"You didn't hurt me, doll. It just felt nice when you were here, I didn't feel the absence of a daughter in my house but now that you are going I feel that I would be alone now. I will miss you so much habibti." She said while taking her face in her hands and gently kissing on her forehead.

Waniya felt the warmth of her aunt's love and tears started to well up in her eyes but she blinked away the tears as she never cried in front of anyone.

"When these monsters are not home, just give me a call and I will be here." She said referring to her cousins and winked at her aunt.

Both of them started laughing unaware that someone was watching them with so much love in his eyes. Fareed didn't know he was smiling unless his brother smacked him on his shoulder and wiggled his eyebrows gesturing towards Waniya. Fareed just shook his head at him and went ahead to see off uncle Aziz's family. Not just his mother but he would miss Waniya too. That night when Waniya left his room, he was sad. He didn't want her to leave his room but when he went to his room and it smelled like Waniya, he couldn't complain. He liked her scent lingering on the bed. It felt like she was there with him and it gave him weird sensations.