The Sweet lie or Bitter truth

Chapter 3

"A white has no superiority over black and a black has any superiority over white except by piety and good action" - prophet muhammad (peace be upon him)

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I woke up early morning prayed fajr salah and recited some verses of quraan which I  used to do every morning after fajr. Then I went to take a quick shower dressed me up with a pair of jeans and a long white top. I dried my hair which overflowed under my back. MASHA ALLAH I have such a long hair. I quickly made a huge bun of it and wrapped my red mixed with black and beige colour scarf making sure whether it covered my hairs. It was already six O clock. I had to reach my school by seven. I wore my abaya and rushed downstairs where my family got ready to have their breakfast.

"Assalamu alaikum. Sabah-ul-khair." I said  with huge smile.

"Wa alaikumussalam". Everyone greeted back.

"Come. Be seated my dear". My father said with a smile. I grinned and sat across my mom who had a beautiful smile on her face. Masha allah I have a wonderful loving and caring family. 'May allah bless and protect them all....Aameen'. I made dua silently. It was the time to go to school. So I insisted Aaqib to come fast. He drove me to the school and left away. It was the second day of my school. This time I knew where my class was. So I made a quick walk towards my class room.  After taking few steps I saw Labwa standing there waiting for someone. I planned to frightened her. So I took steps with silence to reach her back and hit her. She was squealed with scare. I couldn't hold my laughter and burst out of the laughter on seeing her eyes up with her mouth wide opened. She was very funny.

"Hey Zarrafa !! You did scare me". Still in shock.

"I know" laughing so hard and winked at her.

"Stop laughing. Do you know? I had a mini heart attack. And btw I was waiting for you". She said.
I stopped laughing and hugged her still had tears welled up while laughing. Then we both headed towards our classes. This day went over normally. I went back to my home as Aaqib picked me up. I took warm shower , ate some snacks prayed asr salah and went to study for my future. This was the daily routine of my school life.

After 5 days:

I was waiting for the bus to come. Now I could managed to go to school alone by bus. Aaqib was busy with his new company works. He now joined in one of my father's company. He had to get there by seven. My father was a great business man who owned three companies by himself. He was too busy with his outgoing works and my mother had no time to drop me at school because she had to done with her household chores. We had no
Maid in our home 'coz my mom constantly advised us that we should do our own works with assiduity. She even told me that we didn't know what Allah has planned for us. We wouldn't be  same everytime. We might become poor but at that time none would help us. I agreed to that and I too love to do my household chores. I was back to my thoughts when I heard the horn of the bus stopped near me. I climbed up after twenty minutes I reached my school. Unlike everyday Labwa was nowhere to be seen. I was worried. I saw Sadura smiling and waving her hands at me. I waved at her back.

"Hey Hii How are you?". I asked.

"I'm fine. How do you do?"

"Alhamdulillah ( praise to be Allah) I'm fine. BTW where is Labwa?. She is nowhere to be seen" I asked.

"She was too ill to come to school today" She said.

Oh Allah! I was worried for her. May Allah heal her soon. In shaa allah.... Aameen. I told my goodbye to her and headed to my class. I wouldn't able to walk freely without Labwa being around me.

I was standing at the entrance of my class. My gaze fell on someone which brought me bewildered. I was shocked. Then realization hit me that I was staring at a guy who was sitting beside me...very near to my seat. Actually we had a pair seats and in these past five days that seat was empty for which I am really glad but what now I have to. He was chatting with someone behind him. My heart started pounding. I didn't know who he was. My heart beat very fast. Why did he come and sit near mine?. Many questions revolved around my head. I was still in shock and questioned myself whether to sit near him or not. I couldn't see him. His hair was slightly brown. He was wearing black jeans with a  T shirt covered by sweatshirt. I stood there for a long time lost in my thoughts. Then I calmed myself to be seated near him as it was the time for the class to be started. Still he didn't see me. He was busy with talking to his friend. I sighed. Soon our subject teacher entered and we all stood up and greeted him.

                 He turned to pay attention to the teacher. Suddenly I felt knot in my heart. My eyes widened up and looked the guy beside me whose eyes was locked with mine. He had beautiful eyes with grey eye ball. He was shocked as well as me. It was very uncomfortable. My heart pounded faster and faster like it would fell out of my ribcage. That whole class went over uncomfortably. I couldn't pay attention to the class.

                   After the geography class, Vice Principal of our school along with some teachers entered our class. We greeted them and seated on our places.

"Good Morning dear Students. I came here to announce you about our upcoming 23rd Manifest Function Celebration. Those who wants to participate in any events, kindly declare your name to Mr.Mahid. He will acquaint you about the competitions. Thank you". He informed and left.

"Thank you sir" we greeted him and waited for Mr.Mahid to announce the competitions. Actually I didn't want to join in any competitions. If I joined I would be spotted by some ONOMATOMANIACS. I didn't want to.

                    He reported many competitions like dancing, singing, drawings,........ I was bored and I didn't want to participate as I was not interested in those competitions. Many of my class members joined in each and every competitions with excitement unlike me. They were quite boring. Suddenly I became so delightful and happy to hear that Hifz competition was also took place in those competitions.

                 I was astonished that the guy beside me was the one who gave his name to Hifz Competition. MASHA ALLAH... was he a Hafiz? MASHA ALLAH...MASHA ALLAH. I was amazed and Stunned. Mr. Mahid asked him to come to the Staff room where the other Hafizs would be there and they would select the final participants. I secretly prayed for him to got selected. Wait!! Wait!!Why should I pray for him??.

                 After passing an hour, there was an announcement from the speaker by our principal.
"Assalamu Alaikum dear students. Here principal speaking. I wanted to announce the names of the final participants who has been selected for the hifz competitions. Here are the lists......"
              He announced many of the names of selected participants but I was waiting for that particular name, the guy from grade eleven. Soon I was overjoyed when I heard the sentence
"Mr.Fazwan Hameed from grade eleven".

I wondered 'Oh!! His name is Fazwaan" I whispered. Masha allah nice name. I wanted to listen to his voice while reciting but I didn't know why. Might be it was because of my love in hearing qiraaths. 

"There is also another report for Higher Secondary students. In addition to those competitions there is a quiz competition in which everyone should be participated. You may make partnership with your bench partners. You can use the library books for reference. Thank you". With that the speaker has gone off.

                 I switched to full shocking mode. WHAT???!!! Should I have to make partnership with Fazwan??....Why more and more heart attacks?" I whispered.

Assalamu Alaikum guyzzzz....So how was the chapter..?? Your wish to reveal the hero was finally fulfilled..Happy??😄😃.. Hope u guyz enjoyed this Chapter....See u sooon....goooodbyeee✌😄😉