Yahya's POV

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As i reached the venue , it was somewhat cold outside . I just came there because of mama . Otherwise I had some plans today with my friends . When I reached the hall I just saw a beautiful girl greeting us around the age of 18 or 19 maybe. I don't know who was she , but she was pretty enough to catch attention of anybody overthere .

After meeting everybody , I got a seat with Arsal ( my sister's fiance )

Suddenly I saw that girl again , talking frankly to each and every guest . She definitely had something different which was making her more attractive . Maybe her smile , or her frank behavior . I was not so sure but I asked Arsal about the girl . Suddenly she moved back . Maybe she had listened what I asked . Something was there which was appealing me and I unintentionally smiled at her . She maybe got shy and changed her position . I love the way she was actually behaving.

After dinner I saw at her chair , she was not there I suddenly looked at the hall's entrance she was going outside . I acted as if I received an urgent call and came outside too . She was sitting on a bench facing the sky . I was looking at her , from backside . There was raining outside and the weather was too romantic , I thought not to miss this chance and maybe I should start a talk now . When I came infront of her , she was looking so pretty that I had never saw someone looking so good like she was at that time . I got froze over there for the time being .

" Ya Allah ! Stop me from being in love with her " I said slowly to myself .

As she opened her eyes , I lowered my gaze as if she catched me I'll get embarrassed . But after a sec or two it was not possible for me to stop myself . And when I looked back , at the same moment she looked at me . It was then I felt that the time has stopped . Her eyes were saying something which I couldn't understand . And then she lowered her gaze as if she has done a sin while looking at me . She felt bad and left the bench and went back to the hall . But I was still standing there , waiting if she comes back again . I was a Muslim with a good heart but I had a habit sometimes I just do smoking for fun . But today I was so confused with whatever was happening that I took a cigarette from the pack and started taking out smoke . I felt there is a typhoon going inside me . Whatever was happening was not usual . My eyes were stuck on the hall entrance , waiting for her to come back . Suddenly I saw her coming out of the hall . I suddenly left that cigarette from my hand because I really don't want her to think of me in a wrong way .

Suddenly a voice came , taking me out of the storm which was getting deep inside me . It was Uncle Faisal ( the host of this meeting )

I don't remember what he asked or what I said but still I do remember her speechless expressions and the way she ignored me , trying to escape that fear inside her.

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