Ayath Khan ,21 years old ,is the only daughter of one of the country's billionaires but she likes to earn on her own. Not the girl who shows off.
Ahmed Hussein ,24 year old, owns his fathers company after his father retired. He is a every obedient...
I was sitting cross legged on the balcony floor reading my favorite novel at 12am, when I heard the bathroom door open I turned around to find Ahmed wearing a towel around his waist , he looked handsome with water dripping down his hair to his face , he narrowed his eyes and walked towards me " why did you take a shower at this time of the day love?" I asked him while he helped me up snaking his hands around my waist on the process, "why do I have to answer when you don't listen to me when I tell you close the windows before Maghrib?"he questioned "I won't do it again inshaallah"I replied he shook his head causing all the water from his hair on me ,he chuckled when he saw my angry face and said "you look hot when your angry " I pushed him away and ran inside the room when two strong hands pull me back , he turns me around to face him and kisses my forehead.
I wake up shocked about the dream I just had ,"yaAllah what was that about ?" I realized I had 15 minutes till the fajr azan goes so I decided to pray tahajjud. After I prayed fajr I went downstairs to see my older brother lying on my mums lap while she was reciting , so let me make things clear I have 2 brother, Zayed who's 27 years old and is married to a beautiful woman whose name is Haaya and my other brother is Hamza who is 25 years old but not yet married and I'm the only girl and also the last child so I am really pettted by everyone."Assalamualiakum Ayath"I replied to brother "waliakumsalam, where's bhabhi?","she's upstairs "I nod my head and head towards the kitchen to find Hamza making coffee, I always thought guys make horrible food but in my family being chefs runs in the blood I guess everyone at home makes delicious meals except for baking all of us suck at it. "Can you make one for me?"I pout , "I will but you do realize you look ugly when you pout "he said and i stuck my tongue out "so what have you thought about Ahmed?","do I really need to tell my answer today ?,I need some time " I asked hopefully "you do realize we are not forcing you?"he asked while stirring the coffee "of course "I replied "it's just that i would like talk to him before I say anything " I asked him while taking the coffee cup he was handing over "okay, maybe you guys can talk today when he comes home for dinner","why is he coming over for dinner?"I asked him shocked at the news he just told me,"maybe I wasn't supposed to tell you this ,he said yes?" He said more like question than a statement "he said yes?, why?"I whined "what do you mean why ?"he asked me when I heard my mother calling us . He gave me look that warned me not to utter a word about it to anyone,I followed him to the living room where I realized that my father and grandparents have gathered "sit by my side ,habibti" my grandfather called out, I did as he said and sat by him ,he kissed my forehead and asked "how's my favorite grandchild doing ?", I heard groans from my siblings "good Alhamdulilah , you?", "I'm good ,even better if you don't keep me waiting " I knew exactly what he talking about and chose to ignore about it ."so we are here to tell you something habibi"I heard my dad say from the seat across mine, he looked at grandpa and then at me and said "Ahmed said yes Ayath and his family is coming over for dinner tonight", me being me looked at the floor trying to blink my tears away I have no idea why but even though Hamza just told me about it I felt differently when my dad told me . I knew everyone's eyes were on me , I looked up and smiled and said that's alright but I haven't still said anything, they nodded their heads in understanding when I walked out of the room to get ready for work.
I worked as an intern in NSS for two years and now I'm a surgeon Alhamdulilah, I love the whole fact about helping people and saving lives. Alhamdulilah I run a organization ,which helps refugees entering the country as well as those people who have been abused and abandoned. The one think I'm afraid is that what if my future husband doesn't like me being independent, I swear I have no idea about what Ahmed likes or what's he like since it has been 5 years since I met him and for all I know he might have changed BTW I wasn't really close Ahmed before cause I never liked him being so protective when it comes to me.
I wore a black pant, white shirt and a cream overcoat and a brownish red hijab.
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(The outfit ^)
I went downstairs all dressed up and saw my mum narrow her eyes ,"I didn't know you had work today ", "I don't take a holiday every fridays, ummi" I kissed her forehead and waved at her and left to work in my black Mercedes-AMG GT that I was gifted when I started driving, I know it's weird but I'm really attached to this car it has memories. I reached work and started doing my usual routine, checking up on my patients and do surgeries, if I have any or if I'm free I go see other surgeries.
Hey guys this is the second chapter, hope you guys like it. I'll try to update as often as I can.
