The Life Of A Muslim Girl{Completed}

Chapter 8

Alisha's POV.

I was smiling the whole ride to the house. I still don't understand why I am happy. I mean I should be angry at him. I should be yelling at him, I should be furious, but here I am smiling. I have to tell Samreen.  I call her. But as I was going to call her, her name appeared on my screen. I quickly pick up.

"Hi!" I say shouting through the speaker.

"Hi, man please atleast learn to act like a human" She says.

"Sorry, but I can't." I say laughing.

"Okay now spill. Why are you happy like crazy?" She says.

"Samreen are you a witch or something" I ask her. She laughed.

"Nope. Or maybe I am. You'll never know" She says trying to annoy me.

"Okay, the thing happened was-" She cut me off.

"Not now, I'll come at your house after Magrhib salah. Then you can tell me everything. okay?" She says. I like that I idea much better.

"Okay! I can't wait to tell you everything!!!" I say shouting again.

"Alright! Bye!!!" She shouts and hangs up.

Samreen's POV.

I hang up. I smile at the thought that Alisha is happy. I mean Zayn broke up with her. She really loved him. I'm glad she's happy.

But my happiness is gone and I'm nervous again. My parents set up my marriage date.Getting married in two months.

That's why I decided to go to Alisha's house. To tell her. I mean if I don't tell her I would die. Okay not die, but I know I would be pacing back and forth. It happened one time. I didn't tell her something, because I wanted to wait till morning, but I couldn't instead I started pacing back and forth. Even my parents got worried.

I decided to take a nap. I need energy,  because when I reach her house she's gonna take all my energy away, she's really hyper and crazy. But still bestest friend ever. Bestest. I know not a word, but I don't care. I love her.

I drifted off to sleep. I woke up at the Azan of Magrhib salah. I quickly get up, do Wadhu (Ablution- Muslim do it before praying). I pray and change into my pink skinny jeans, with a white shirt, that has sleeves made up of net. I wore a pink hijab. I took the eye pencil, and put it under my eyes, and pink lip gloss. I wore my white flats, with silver stones. I looked at the mirror and went.

I reached at Alisha's house and I started getting nervous. I knocked at the door, and saw Alisha in her black plain PJs. She is obsessed with black. I still don't know why.

"Samreen!!!" She pulls me into a hug, that vanishes all my tension away. She was about to pull back.

"Not now, just a little more" I said. I felt that she got worried, she started rubbing my back.

"Samreen you okay?" She pulls away and looks at me, with worried eyes. I looked at the ground and sighed. She takes my hand, closes the door and takes me to her room. She closes the door and sits on the bed facing me.