Lost Without You

Chapter 11: Sudden Proposal

For a second I froze, but then I was trying hard to stifle my grin and happiness.

"Ohkaay." I bobbed my head, obediently wiping my mouth with tissue and smiled then again got sober.

"Mama, I'm going my class is gonna start in half hour." With that said I stood up briskly with apple in my hand.

I kissed both the ladies saying my salam made my way outside. "Do return back before 6. They'll be here around 7:30. Amna you hearing me. " Mama yelled, making me control my laugh.

"Yes, your highness." I shouted back of course in a mannerful way.

Both cars were not home so I had to order careem and I quickly did. In a few minutes it arrived I sat and drove off. I convinced my family to get me avail this service. They weren't agreed but after some time they found it helpful and save.

I booked a car from Ammi's phone so she could locate or look my car whole way and if my car goes on any other road, 'Where is he taking you?' she would say with gritted teeth. Her phone calls sometimes scared me. 'Calm down Ammi! main road was getting high so we take the service road.' And after that she would hang up with few caring words.

I told this to everyone making them laugh like there's no tomorrow Mama pouted making Baba to side-hug her and we awed at their cheesiness. Nevertheless, I loved my family's caring personality.

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"I am readyyy. " I squealed, whirling around to flare my my dress making them look up.

"Wow nice but sis grow up you're not a kid anymore. " My brother scoffed, losing his tie. He had just came back from work and needed his senses back.

"Thanks! I know big bro." I scoffed and fave him a glass of water.

"Fine now go check your pasta." Mama said I went off.

I returned back early like my most favorite Mama commanded *winkwink* and helped ladies in kitchen. I raked a last look in drawing room setting the table for dinner, I got ready in my violet trouser and knee length shirt having some floral print with light embroidery at neck area.

It was simple yet modest my veil was properly tugged over my head showing few strand of my front hair. Going neutral with my looks: I hide those small eye bags with little concealer, mascara with pink gloss, thats it. I usually hadn't wear makeup but today was a special day.

I was really nervous about my appearance.

It was 7:30 when the door bell rang indicating the arrival of expected guest increasing my heartbeat. My hands turned sweaty as I waited for someone to open the door.

I was standing in kitchen so maybe Hamza got up to welcome them. A few low voices heard from outside bringing forth a shy smile as I bited my lower lip in anticipation because I didn't really know if he would come or not.

He never came.

I walked out to the drawing room greeted uncle aunty. They replied with some extra happiness making me nervous for no reason. I next hugged Aayla tighly because I missed her very much these days. They settled around on sofa's.

"Assalam-o-alaikum Uncle." I heard his voice in a respectful manner, from my behind.

I froze. My heartbeat quicken.

Was he really here?

I felt him moving forward and greeting my parents my back was facing him. When he walked pass me I felt his deep cologne and gulped lightly. Why was I feeling nervous.