Chapter VI
WHAT AN EYE TOWARD
Ahmed along with his family reached permanently at their sweet home which was at there sweet town. Haleema, Inayat and Qabeer welcomed them with warmth hearted. They were happy to come back of Ahmed's.
Whilst, they were gathering to each other; Aaima hugged Inayat and Haleema. Ahmed hugged Qabeer. Nafeesa started to busy with couple of hatchling of chicken. They were running, Nafeesa was running back to them for grasping.
What was Fatima doing?
She hid her whole body against a pillar of porch, peeked again and again over there and had a furtive look at Qabeer.
Qabeer was a most decent guy and temper fell from her stricken face.
Fatima didn't know that why she peeked him over there. But she felt some thing queer about him or she was scare of him because his eyes filled with temper whenever he looked at Fatima.
'Where is Fatima?,' Haleema asked when she realized that she didn't see her yet. 'She hasn't met me yet?' She is right, Fatima missed there and observing something else.
'Lo! She is there.' Aaima saw her attached with pillar of porch and pointed towards to let know Haleema that she was there.
Haleema smiled.
'Come Fatima beta, meet with your badi ammi.' Aaima called her out gently. Because she knew that Fatima was upset.
Fatima peeked out from the pillar hugged with a large teddy bear.
A spreading smile of Haleema vanished.
'Astagfirallah,' Haleema shocked. She raised her point finger on her nose.
'what happened?' Aaima surprised, her brain tried to process why Haleema had reacted that.
Ahmed and Qabeer was busy to talk each other.
Nafeesa failed to scamper for grasping hatchling of chicken. Now, she sat with Inayat. They were conversing some thing interesting. They seemed by the way of talking.
'Have you forgotten, what are the facts and figures in our Islam? You have lived in the city of light doesn't mean to dim your sense.' Haleema got angry. It showed in her body language.
Aaima still seemed too confuse.
'Don't be silly!' Haleema reacted thunderclap. 'You gave Fatima a sculpture like a bear.' Haleema did ssshhh.
Fatima looked them confusingly.
'We did not give her. I mean there was Ahmed's friend whom lived besides our home. Sorry to say, he is unblessed of offspring by fats of Allah. So, he loved Fatima and Nafeesa like his own children. Specially Fatima because Nafeesa was always busy her own dazzlement. She did not response his love,' Aaima was telling her innocently. 'He has gave this teddy bear.'
Haleema gazed her while listening the whole story.
'and Ahmed can't deny to him,' Aaima further told her.
'hmmmm....,' Haleema started talking. She seemed now cool down. 'whatsoever, now that man is not with us. Throw this bear in dustbin.'
Fatima stared angrily to her mother.
'Angels avoid the houses which have caricature of living things in them,' Haleema informed.
'Throw it beta,' Aaima tried to say her humbly.
'Jee Ammi jee,' Fatima tried to smile but failed.
Fatima did what her mothers said to do but her eyes kept on that teddy bear.
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'What are you doing here?' Fatima made turn backwards immediately, surprisingly. 'It is too early to wake up. Go to your room. Don't stand here in this time.' A not-so-soft voice said and Fatima immediately turn to find the one person that she tend to avoid each time he was around, leaned against her.
'I am looking to see how does the morning process here?' Qabeer's smirk escaped but he controlled. Fatima didn't notice.
'Acha?' Qabeer asked interestingly. He forgot his nature once.
'Jee, I am looking how does sun arise here? How does birds starting shirp?'
'Okay okay,' Qabeer interrupted. 'Everywhere this process happens analogously, pagal,' Qabeer told her. He nodded his head. He smiled at Fatima. If It would be said, he smiled for the first time in a widely, it would be not wrong.
'No, that is your point of view but if you will see with my point my view, the clear difference can be cleared.' Fatima turned herself toward once again. Once again her glance fixed where she viewed over sky and wanted to make experience how does morning process here.
Qabeer stared her with deep thoughts. 'Will she be my companion? She is not just a child; not an innocent child. She acts, reacts, thinks and behaves more mature than her age,' Qabeer gazed Fatima.
A missing scene emerge out.
'sit here,' Ahmed said, he seemed a bit nervous.
'what happened?' Qabeer asked, looking pensive.
'I want to talk you about Fatima?'
'About Fatima?'
'you and Fatima,' Ahmed replied very concise.
Qabeer still didn't get Ahmed's words. He looked at Ahmed questioningly.
'your relation, will you be prince of my princess?' he proffered him. Didn't he?
Qabeer bit his lower lip to stop smiling. Silent smirk keep falling from his sticked lips.
'Not now! She is very younger for this now,' Ahmed told him, looking at Qabeer. 'Whenever the adequately time will come, she will be yours.' Ahmed spoke with assurance about his daughter's future.
'Hmmm.... whenever time come, I'll tell you according to that situation. After all she is a child,' Qabeer replied without looking at Ahmed.
The conversation ended there.
Present scene - next, after the lit conversation between Qabeer and Fatima.
'Adda,' Qabeer called Ahmed out, when he was going to his workplace.
It was early morning. Ahmed stopped to take steps towards. He turned his whole body after Qabeer's instantly call.
'Jee,' Ahmed replied in hurry.
'I accept your proposal Adda,' Qabeer started talking what he has thought about to say with Ahmed.
Ahmed smiled.
'but only one conditionality..'
Ahmed puzzled. He started to spread out his lips for a talk.
'Let me complete Adda,' Qabeer mumbled quickly.
Ahmed gazed him silently.
'We will wed whenever you say but we can wedlock now,' Qabeer said barely.
'What? What the flapdoodle!'
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Ahmed got angry. Will it happen what Qabeer want? And what is the reason that Qabeer has demanded that?
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