Lost Without You

Chapter 25: Sudden Phone Call

Dedicated to MmainaM (Thank you for the support sista.)

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Next morning, I woke up to my alarm shooting sharp close to my ear while buzzing on my sidetable. I groaned irritably, and flung my hand out to shut it down, my face buried deep in pillow to avoid its calling. But it was out of my reach, that I got up and quite it.

I had only two hours of sleep, because I was praying last night, that I fell asleep on janemaz and woke up around midnight and got to bed. Mom, Aayla and Dad were sad but relieved after the news. I was running in a different dilemma.

His photo frame which I had with myself was displayed by my table, as I picked it up and mused in his features.

Photo was from his university days, and he looked quite young as compare to the maturity he had now on his face. Black T-shirt with his well sculptured body, with bulging muscle like a overflowing water. He had shoved his one hand deep inside his dark blue jeans; making his one shoulder to slightly jerk upward. That boyish grin which reach his eyes showing his perfect teeth, and his eyes mirroring straight in camera, that my heart stopped for a moment- feeling his lively gaze on my face after long. I blushed.

Jerk! Why I love you so much!?

I shook my head, brought his frame closer and place a tender peck on his face while trying to calm my pacing heart. After missing him alot I finally decided to pray and instantly sit up. Placing his frame back carefully, I go to washroom, performed wudu and offered my Salah. Made dua for him, my both families and for the betterment circumstances before following my usual routine with family.

Coming back from college: I straight get in my room, locking it from inside, I slid down the door and cried. Until there's no tear left and got up and again prayed.

Next three days were same as usual: with me repeating my routine and silently crying. I talked with Ammi and also promised, that I would to come next weekend for change. All day with Aayla and in evening spend time with Mom. News with dad after dinner. And not sparing a little time for myself I invest my night time preparing for exams.

Alhamdulillah as far now, the news were clear. They were silently sorting it out, before showing on TV. And not even a second empty in which I forgot about dua and nemaz. I started to spend more time on janemaz and reading Quran.

My mids were nearing, and I had to do lot of revisions before going to Ammi home. I was having alot of emotional yet painful breakdowns that in the end I got a throbbing head and hot tears soaking my pillowcase till sleep calls me.

Today was Friday, and I promised Auntie Ajala, that I would come to meet her daughter-in-law. I finished boiling rice before covering it for heat to let them get soft. Meanwhile, I cut down the Salad, foiling it I placed it in fridge. And then dusting down the shelf and final touch up to daal and turn off the stove down from rice and karahi, before climbing upstairs to get ready.

I informed them that I would be there around six, and it's still fifty minutes left. I decided to wear something comfortable but Mom ordered me to dress up nicely. So, I pick out my yellow shirt which was his favourite and smile tiredly, as my heart filled up with heavy emotions that it become difficult to breath. I gave a glance towards the sided clothes which refrained myself to wear, my nighties, bathgawn and clothes which I used to wear around him. I don't feel right to wear them again, I reminds me of him and his affection.

Now is not the time Amna. I reminded myself dryly and gulped heavily and go to washroom for quick shower. Blowdring my hair I let them open with half tied with a small clip. I applied nice minimum makeup and stood up to change my clothes.