Because, Its Halal - muslim Romance #Wattys 2015#YourStoryIndia

Chapter 12 - A good news, Finally.

Author's note - When I published this chapter, it was blank and I tried to publish It again and there was still the same problem, few of them could read it while to the others is showed blank.

Im really sorry for the confusion. So I had to write it again and I did. Since I've written it in a hurry there might be mistakes, please avoid that.

So now here's the same chapter again :)

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Allah does not look at your appearance or wealth,but you heart and your deeds.

A good news,finally.

The meeting ended in a disaster,Literally.

Firstly,they demande that Zaid and I be left alone to talk.haram

Secondly, I dont know if its haram or not but they demanded dowry, I was not going to let my parents pay to get me married, Never.

Thirdly,they did not want me to wear Hijab after I got married.

Their first two demands were fine,but the third one got onto my nerves.

How could they even say that?

I wore hijab to please my creator not anyone else. I was never going to agree to any of their demands.

When dad denied their demands, they walked out like seriously. It was insulting.

And not to forget what they told about me,I was on the verge of tears.

They said no guy would marry a girl with a face like mine, and if he did it would only be because of the money we give.

I swear Yusuf would have punched Zaid after he said it but dad stopped him, as he did not want problems, because Sameera aunty was kind of family.

After they left,Nobody spoke about the guy or his family or what happened, the atmosphere was very tensed.

And I was in my room rejoicing the fact that I did not have to marry that guy. I was glad. Really!

I was upset too,who would'nt be after being insulted this bad.

I recalled what happened.

Tears started to flow out, I had been crying alot lately, too many things made me cry and one of them were my looks.

But No, Allah SWT created me, I was happy the way I was, I am beautiful in my own way.

Alhamdulila. But deep down I still knew I was not very happy.

I took out my phone and scrolled through whatsapp to find 300 messages.

Out of those 300 messages, 99 were from Javeriya.

She left as soon as those people left but she cared about me, no wonder there were so many messages from her.

I opened her chat to see huge messages from here.

Which I just glanced at telling myself I'l read them later. They were about how beautiful I am and nobody can make me feel ugle and how much Allah SWT loved me and so on.

She bought a smile on my face, a wide one.

I loved this girl so much <3

It was asar time,I went to the bathroom to make wudhu and stand there in front of the mirror looking at my own reflection.

The unwanted thoughts creep in.

Did I look so bad?

Didn't my charecter count?