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Ayath's pov:

 days after the engagement 

After the engagement the only 2 days I had leave was on Saturday and Sunday until my Nikkah so my family didn't let me do anything except shop for my nikkah, both Saturday and Sunday was really stressful. We go out in the morning and come back late. It was really exhausting, we couldn't get few things that my cousins and aunties promised to help my mum get those things done by the wedding.

Monday

I woke up to someone screaming in my ears, I sat up quickly causing my neck to hurt. "Idiot" I muttered at Aaliyah and went to take a quick shower and ablution. I prayed to Allah for guidance and help and went downstairs for breakfast. Today our breakfast table was almost full, there were around 7 empty chairs even though all my aunties  and uncles were there."so Ayath how does being engaged feel ?" Ayesha asks "I feel no difference " I shrug , grandpa lathif who was quiet all these while decided to question "didn't Ahmed and you talk?"  "I decided maybe until the nikkah it's better not to" I tell him. Grandpa lathif has a huge grin in his face and says "that's my granddaughter, she never lets any Worldly desires get to her", grandpa has always wanted all his grandchildren to be raised in a very pious way. After breakfast everyone was busy again because the Nikkah was in 5 days  , I can't still believe I will be a married women by Friday am I ready for this I questioned myself.  I need to take a day off on my nikkah day as well. I quickly changed my clothes and headed downstairs, after telling salams to everyone I went to work. 

After  6 hours

I love the idea of helping people that's why I chose this to be my profession, I have many patients but I get attached to some, not really attached but I spend most of my time with them. Anna is a girl Who has brain tumor and her chances of living is very low, we keep her in observation but we can't help out in any way , looking at her not being able to go to school or play makes my heart clench. I make my way to her room and talk to her. She is such a cutie. Every time I see her I feel blessed and grateful, she reminds me of what this world is about. I walk to my cabin and go through files, we I get a call from an unknown number, I answer the call, " hey love" , "who is this?" I ask "tsk tsk someone you need to be aware of, your dear organization has helped someone who wasn't supposed to be helped and you will have to pay for it ." And the call ended. I was scared, I have no idea what the guy was talking about. The only reasonable thing that crosses my mind is talk to Hamza about it and tell him to get me some bodyguards. I called Hamza and told him about everything and he became the protective older brother and started instructing me , I had 2 hours more until 4 , so I had to be in the hospital. Hamza told me he is sending some bodyguards but until that to stay with someone I trust. Since my dad is pretty rich, most of the time we have bodyguards with us like when we go out together or abroad, but when we go alone we prefer no bodyguards but my dad would still insist because it's for our safety so we do have bodyguards in disguise sometimes. The 2 hours went in swift and now it was time to go to the organization but I had to wait till the bodyguards show to go so I call Hamza and tell him that i still didn't  see the bodyguards and he told me to wait for a while since one of my bodyguards is a colleague of mine. I wait in my cabin and after 15 minutes I get a call from Sarah asking me where I was that the meeting today would start in 5 minutes. I just remembered about the meeting, I was so lost in my thoughts I wasn't prepared for it oh god! Thank god just at that time Jason walks in telling me that we can leave. I wasn't allowed to drive so 2 of them sat in front while another car of bodyguards was following us . I got to the organization 10 minutes late even after speeding up and getting a ticket . I hate being late I feel like I have messed up my day. I rush inside and go to the meeting while Sarah gets me the files and also while I was in the car I told Sarah to play the presentation that was supposed to be played at last so the meeting doesn't drag.  I enter the room and find all their eyes on me , I walk towards the main Chair and start the meeting. "Good morning everyone, I'm really sorry that I'm late but I would end this meeting late but exactly at the time scheduled insha Allah" . I analyze how many people are present when my eyes meet Ahmed's , what is he doing here? I asked myself not before I looked away and started the meeting. 

Ahmed's pov

Work was exhausting, especially when I  had to take a leave on my engagement day . The next to days were hard I had to reschedule meetings and god so many things to do and also I had to reschedule all the meetings that I had next week since my mum wanted to make sure that I stay home until Monday so 3 days off next week. I had a meeting today at Ayaths organization, I normally don't attend because either I'm aboard or I have another meeting in that time but this time I was free so I thought why not go, I would get to see her again as well. I arrived in her organization building and was impressed the interior and the organized work was mind blowing.  I know one thing about Ayath that is that she is punctual so seeing her not here yet made me think of all the what ifs. The presentation started and after it ended, Ayath entered with a worried face . She walks in starts the meeting and looks around and finds my eyes , we look at each and then she looks away not before I figure that something is bothering her.


Chapter 7!  Thank you to all those who voted. I'm sorry I couldn't update because I was sick and tired of work. So I'm sorry. I haven't edited yet and also that I told I would update yesterday, I'm sorry about that I feel asleep and found that my laptop was switched off and that I hadn't saved the chapter so when I woke up I had to type again.

Until next time ANONYMOUS ❤️

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