1)Different Hearts❤Halal Journey Of Two People(edited&completed)

chapter=16 He saved me(edited)

Everyone has problems; it just depends on how we deal with them. Therefore, nobody is perfect and nobody needs to be perfect."Be patient.

Yumna:
For a few minutes, at most, it was completely dark, but it took longer—perhaps 30 minutes.Where was he actually taking me?was he kidnapping me?No, Allah, I do trust him a little bit, so I made the decision to remain motionless in the car and silent until he spoke. When I did not even hear other people's voices, I knew we were alone.

Complete silence.

"Do not remove the blind fold, five more minutes," he said as I was about to touch it. I immediately removed my hands and relaxed.

Before long, I heard the car stop and he turned off the ignition.

Can I take it off right now? I asked, and he simply responded, "No."

Ah...fine.

"Wait don't move you will hurt yourself," He said and soon I heard door being shut, was he going to leave me alone?

He opened the fold and told me to come down slowly he even opened the door for me, like seriously I still don't believe whatever people said about him this guy here is just someone else, or was I wrong all these time?

As soon as I came out of car the sight before me just left me speechless and my eyes widened abit..just no words just beautiful mansion, greenery everywhere and huge mansion in between and some were aside each different colour but the one before us was cream with a wooden gate but why did he bring me here?

"Did you like it?"He asked me with hope in his voice or may be he thought I din't like it.

"This is simply incredible." "MashaaAllah, beautiful," I told him, but I was curious as to who owned the mansion.

"This will be our new house and wedding venue, and the best part is you still have to see it; it is right across rooms from the other side," he told me while telling me to follow him, and all this time we never held hands, and I never looked him in the eyes, Alhamdulillah.

With each room having a balcony, he opened the door, and I was astonished to see that we could see the beach straight away. My God, what a beautiful place to build a home.

"But you did not have to do that," I said to him. I know I was complaining and expressing appreciation at the same time because he must have invested a significant amount of money in this.

He said, "I wanted to do all the wedding rituals in the best way at the best place because you deserve the best," and I just kept staring out of the window. I did not even realize I was crying until he said, "I do not like to see you crying."

I told him, blotting the tears away, "These are tears of happiness."

I shook my head at him when he said, "You know right now I was thinking if we were married I would have wiped away your tears."

Did you like it, really?Why was he so uncertain, he inquired once more.

Pointing fingers to the other side in an attempt to lead me to another mansion, he told me right away, "If you din't like it I will just change t there is another mansion five minutes away from there."

"Not at all!"I adore this one, and we will carry out all the rituals here. Since there are only ten days remaining, could we please avoid meeting again?" I asked, hoping he would say yes this time.

I simply smiled and turned away as he said, "Yeah, I agree. I asked everyone about it today. I wanted you to know where our rituals will take place after ten days, Insha'Allah."

It is time for us to go since it is getting late, and I agreed with him when he said, "Now that is the smile I love most."
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We are in car I am not sure why, but I just feel uneasy and like something horrible is going to happen.

"What is wrong?"Ahad asked me if he noticed that I was fidgeting with my fingers or if he just happened to glance in my direction and sensed something was not quite right.

In what way should I inform him?Maybe it is just my imagination, and everything will be fine, but I have a gut instinct that something will not go right.

I told him, "Nothing is wrong," but my voice just betrayed me. I did not want him to be worried.

He remained silent, and I decided to enjoy the cool wind, but what I saw next worried me.

I looked in the rearview mirror and said to Had, "I think someone is following us." The car was moving quickly toward us.

I told him again, "Ahad, please be careful as the car is speeding," and he picked up more speed.

Ahad kept telling me to open the door and get out while he was speeding and gripping the wheel so tightly, but I was unable to do so and I was unable to leave him alone.

The car was on full swing Never before have I moved so quickly and felt so afraid. Who was pursuing us?He turned the corner at the same moment that the one behind us started to move. I felt like I was being shoved outside the door, so I just slammed my head against the door, not caring that when I looked back to see the car had been smashed from behind and was stopped in front of a massive tree.

I was unable to identify the driver or the car number of the other vehicle that was following us as it simply drove away.

"No! Ahad," I screamed and sobbed in the middle of nowhere as he lay inside the car.

What should I do?Who can I call in the middle of the night at 11 p.m.?

Allah please pardon me, but I must touch him to make sure he is safe and alive. He saved my life by pushing me, and when I touched my head, I noticed blood. Since I detest blood, I took my hijab and tied it around my head in half so I would not be seriously hurt. After that, I went to help Ahad, and although our car was not in great condition, I was relieved that we were still alive.

It is difficult to believe, but he still saved me from this incredible guy who was in front of me and whom people were criticizing. Who gave up everything for me?Almighty, please assist him and me. How did I become so fortunate?

I took my phone slowly; it was scratched, but I tried to call after several rings and eventually got a signal while I was tying him my scarf around his head and hand to stop the bleeding and cleaning up blood everywhere, praying to Allah to keep me alive.

I begged Imran to come; he seemed concerned and said he would just be there after I gave him the rundown.

I continued to blow on him and pray in the hopes that he was not seriously hurt. As soon as I heard a car honk, I knew it was not Imran, even though I ran after it when I saw it approaching.