2)Stuck With Arrogant CEO(Re EDITING&completed)

chapter=1Heart touching conversations(edited)

Even though it is difficult to forget someone you care about or have feelings for, you can still try. The rest is up to Allah.

Although you and I have plans, Allah has the best plan of all.

Thank you so much RashmiGadekar4 for above cover.

Aisha:
Well, you have probably heard a lot about me, so I will skip that part. I am not much of a social person, and I can even stay alone for half the day.

Yumna and Imran's families have been friends for a long time. We have even done business together and attended family get-togethers. When Yumna and Imran's parents passed away, we chose to be there for them because we had a close relationship and we did not want them to feel alone.

We can only pray for our parents, even though it is not easy to be parentless.

Yumna: She is one of my closest friends, and she is always supported me when I did my part, so it felt like we have been together forever. Then there is Imran, her brother. That guy just caught my attention without him realizing that's weird yeah?but it just happens and it happened to me.

Initially, I made a lot of effort to avoid interacting with him, but something in my naive heart was drawn to him. He tried to avoid me after his parents passed away, acting as though I did not exist. He drowned in his office, acting as though it was his first home, which hurt because he spent time with everyone but me. I used to see him everywhere.

I am not sure what to do; I really want to tell him how I feel, but I have never had the guts to do it because I am too shy, and I know he will either leave me hanging or respond badly."What actions should I take?"
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I entered the kitchen to help mum she was preparing tea and frying potatoes seemed like she was trying out new dish today for evening meal.

I drink tea just to avoid headache some of us have that mentality that when you drink tea you will not have much headache while some don't drink it in morning they prefer milk, It was afternoon, we usually have four meals a day sometimes three it depends.

Well, our kitchen is large but not fancy type since we are comfortable cooking that's all matters, we have fridge at side near the door and at the other angle were there are lots of tins for snacks whenever anyone is hungry is free to open and eat and there is small side where we have tap one for cold water and hot sometimes, and lastly a special tin for soap sometimes the smell of soap just discourages me to enter kitchen washing sticky utensils when we have barbecue.

"Mum, let me fry  and you can  just go and relax with dad," I told her since most of her time goes in kitchen.

She just looked at me as if I had grown two heads..just kidding.

"My daughter has grown up ?MashaaAllah, learn cooking it will help you in future as well," she told me with a smile on her face and she put plate and tissue on top making work for me easier sometimes I just have to drag her out myself so she relaxes.

"Favourite dialogue of all ladies," Don't you think so?they all say it will help you in future but in a way it's true we really need to learn to do other things and be independent.

"We need to talk, dear. You know you are getting older and have turned down some proposals. There is this friend of mine who has been asking for your hand in marriage for her son," she repeated. I have been ignoring this topic because I am only 22 but I know my mother is only mentioning it for my benefit, and guess what—every time it comes up, I get all tense and shy.

She took a stool and sat a little distance away from the gas burner, looking curious. "Mum, I want to tell you something but please do not freak out," she said. And now we were talking in the kitchen?

Although she seemed to know what I was going to say, did not she mention that her best friend had sent her a proposal?Moms are the best, but they can be confusing at times.

I will just let her know that I hope she can relate to my circumstances. Though I need more time, I have been trying to move on from him. What if I run into him again?

She just looked at me and smiled as if she knew something was wrong since she found out and was waiting for me to admit it. "Mum mhhh....I like someone and you know him, his name is Imran," I said.

"Dear, should I talk to him?No one can control their emotions, sweetie, but you still need to exercise caution. That is the advice I needed the most, which is why mothers are the best in situations like these. It is always said that one day Allah will send someone, and at first the guy will be a stranger or you may have met him many times but never knew this will happen, then he will make you feel like a princess, care for you, love you, and make you feel like you are special one. You just have to wait for the right time, Insha'Allah. I hugged her and heavy tears rolled down my cheeks. May be because I have become emotional wreck these days

"I told her, remembering some of his words and how he never looked my way when we used to be in groups. Thank you so much, mum, but Imran does not even look at me and when he looks at me it is like as if my presence hurts him like he always tries to avoid me."

"I know that guy cares for you; I do not know what is holding him back. I am with you in this and do not worry about your dad; he will understand. I am glad you did not hide anything," she told me as we made our way to the sitting room. She has always trusted me, so it was my responsibility to let her know.

I told my mother everything, even to the point where I am trying to forget him, even as I was watching Liverpool and Man UTD and we kept food on the table and called him.

"Dad, please, the tea is getting cold," I called him, knowing he would not come until halftime.

We were seated at a circular table with a movable upper section, which made it simple for everyone to move and receive whatever was desired.

Our family has a rule against using phones while eating, so I always keep a phone close by in case of emergency.

I was startled out of my reverie by a ring, and as I looked at my mother, she nodded. I picked it up and whispered Yumna, I said, a big smile spreading across my lips.

I am hoping that Imran will not need to see me at any more meetings before the wedding.

"Waleikumsalam," I said to her as I bit into a potato. A moment later, I heard my father exclaim, "Yes, yes, I guess dad's team scored goal."

"But...I can not come," I said to her, hoping that she would agree. I could not say no to my best friend because I had to listen to my thoughts and ignored Imran today.

Once my father arrived, I agreed, and we discussed Yumna and Ahad's wedding details.I hope to find my special someone, and I pray that Allah sends someone special to each and every girl who dreams.Ameen.
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I left mum and dad at home It is a good thing dad was at home because mum needed company. I rarely leave my mother at home alone; it is dangerous to be alone these days.
I have a terrible habit of reading books and checking applications right before bed, then praying and going to bed after taking my ablution. I also find it difficult to read in the dark since I can not even sleep in my room without a light. I usually turn on the switch and get a small amount of light through a green bulb.

I went to a store to buy earphones because I detest music and only listen to it occasionally when watching movies. I was a little hesitant to walk because earbuds do not even last that long these days and everything looks fake. We are always told to arrive home before the Maghrib prayer, and it is almost Maghreb.

I will get a harsh scolding from Yumna if I knock on her door after ten minutes.

I knocked twice, and as I was about to knock a third time, someone I least expected opened the door, and I just stared......

Ya Allah, what are your plans?The more I try to avoid him, the more he reappears.

Note:
"Whose at door?"