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

Chapter 20 - Someday. . . . .

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Know that if people are impressed with you in reality they are impressed with the beauty of Allah's covering of your sins.

Someday.......

Will you marry me?

Is that what he said or was I just hearing things?

I dint know I could feel so many emotions at the same time, and believe me none of them were positive.

Anxious, scared, stunned, I don't know what more.

I looked at him and he was looking at me with those green eyes, I was getting uncomfortable with his staring.

I hadn't really expected this, it wasn't like Omar wasn't a nice guy.

He is a muslim, he loves his family, he is independent, he is smart, he looks good also if that counts but I had never really felt anything for him in this way..he was a friend and I want him to stay the same for the rest of our lives.

But may be that wasn't his plan.

He kept looking at me hoping I would give a response and I really had nothing to say, may be I should consider him once? Or I shouldn't think about it and forget this ever happened.

I dint know...firstly I wanted him to stop staring but how would I tell him that.

Oh Allah! Is this your plan? If is is then take me to the right path.

I gathered courage to tell him I would think about it but I was thankfully interrupted by Nida.

"Oh my Allah, this was the best thing I've done in years" she says with excitement.

As soon as Omar see's her getting into the car he turns in front and smiles at her.

He started casually talking to her like nothing just happened.

"I think we should go home, Ayaat needs some time to herself" he says and looks at me through the rearview mirror.I ignore him and look outside.

May be Allah doesnt want this to happen and thats why He sent Nida at the exact moment but I need to be sure and there's only one way for that.
Istikhara.

We got back home and without anymore interaction with Omar or Nida I ran back to my room and shut the door so nobody would disturb me.

I wanted to talk to someone, tell someone about this. Rehana? Javeriya?

Or may be the best Allah SWT?

I dint do anything and just waited for the adhaan so I could pray Isha and talk to my Lord.

I tried sleeping and reading but Omar's words just didnt let me, soon I heard the adhaan and I quickly rushed to make wudhu and started praying.

After praying I felt better but I dint come to any conclusion of praying istikhara or not.

If I did pray Istikhara that means I will be considering Omar and If I get a positive clue there will be no going back and I will have to accept him ofcourse if my parents didnt, that'l be a compeletey differant story.

I finally came to a conclusion of not praying Istikhara and I had no reason behind it.

I dint want to be disturbed so I walked to Nida's room to tell her that I did not want dinner but I stopped when I heard Omar's voices coming from her room.