Jasrah|✔️

Chapter Ten

Hassan's POV
"Thank you". I heard her say. I turned around and looked at her. Looking all frail and weak but still looked beautiful. I couldn't help but give her a smile.
"Man you are getting whipped, control yourself". I mentally scolded myself.

I drove off and headed to the nearest police station. I couldn't let this die down without punishing those men. I made sure they were arrested, i just had to go there and fill in some formalities.
No one messes with what is a priority to me, no matter how the circumstances may have been. I got to the station and got done with everything before heading home.

I freshened up and headed to the main house to meet Dad. He returned from his business trip and it was quite odd for Dad to ask for my presence urgently. I knocked lightly on reaching his door.
"Come in Son". I heard him say. I turned the door nob and headed in.
"Salam Dad". I greeted. "Hassan how are you?". He asked.
"I'm fine Dad. How was the trip?". I asked sitting on a sofa by a corner.
"Tiring but alhamdulillah. You know how this work is". He said.
He dragged me into a conversation for minutes before going silent.
"Is anything the problem?". I asked a bit worried.
"How is Jasrah? Laila told me what went on". He asked and i knew where this was going.
"She's alright now". I answered.
"Don't you think it's high time you bring her in as your wife?. If my trip was holding you back, i'm home now. Just look at what happened today. It wouldn't have happened had it been she was your wife".Dad said.
"But Dad.....". I started but he cut me off.

"It's not an advice. It's an order and I'm doing it for your own good. Not just that, i need you to go on a business trip back in the US, three weeks from now. And you are going with Jasrah as your wife". He said sternly. I couldn't argue or disagree so i let out an 'okay'.
"I've spoken with Laila and she is going to inform Jasrah's family. That's all for now, go call your mom for me". I stood up and left without a word.....

Jasrah's POV
There was a knock on the door and i sprinted downstairs to get it. Laying in bed hasn't been pleasant and this was the right opportunity to get myself off the bed.
Opening the door i saw Anty Laila. A smile was plastered on my face as i greeted her.
"Good day Anty Laila".
She pulled me in for a tender hug. "Call me Mom please. I would love that". She said.
It seemed weird. Having someone to call mom and that got me emotional. I couldn't say a word so i nodded and led her into the sitting room. "How are you dear?". She asked with concern.
"I'm alright. Lemme call Anty". I said going off to Anty's room.

I knocked and got in. I saw her in front of her dressing mirror giving her face whatever touches. "What do you want?". She asked looking at me from the mirror.
"Anty Laila is here". I said. I could see the surprised and yet confused look on her face.
"Hump.. Why do i care?". I thought on my way down to the sitting room.

"She'll be down in a minute". I informed Anty Laila and headed to the kitchen to get a drink for her.
Getting back to the sitting room, Anty Amina came down just as i served Anty Laila. They were so lost exchanging pleasantries so i decided to head upstairs.
"Jasrah, come and sit with us. It has to do with you". Anty Laila called.
"Ya Allah, make this easy for me. I'm definitely sure it's about getting married to Hassan". I thought and sat beside Anty Laila giving her a smile.
The look on Anty's face was unpleasant but she masked it with a fake smile. Asiya stepped in the sitting room and greeted Anty Laila. She found a place beside Anty and sat down.
"What is this about?". Anty asked rather so eagerly.
The atmosphere was so uneasy. I was so craving to be alone and in bed.
Anty Laila began speaking to Anty.
"Omar is back from his business trip. He was so adamant on seeing Hassan settles down soon and he sent me here to inform you about it. He wants Hassan and Jasrah to be wed in two weeks time". She looked at me.
Just what i was scared of displayed itself. My heart gave a thousand beats. Anty Amina was not pleased with the whole issue but if there's one thing i've noticed. She never wants to offend Anty Laila.
Asiya got up and left the sitting room devastated. The sitting room was filled with silence before i broke it.
"Tw...two weeks?". I stammered.
"Yes dear. Hassan would be leaving for the US for a business deal in 3 weeks and Omar thought it will be a great opportunity for both of you to spend some time together over there. Please my child don't refuse, i want you for Hassan. I feel you are going to change him ". Anty Laila said with a sad look on her face.
I couldn't help but feel bad.

'Sometimes you just have to do good not for yourself but for others'.

I gave Anty Laila a slight nod and her expression changed into a cheerful one. Her eyes welled up and she dragged me in for a hug.
Anty Amina who sat there dumbfounded spoke up.
"Jasrah excuse us". She ordered.
I dragged my feet up the stairs to my room.
"Ya Allah i hope I'm making the right move". I said and landed on my bed.

"Two weeks......" . I told myself.

Yours truly
Dripped_finesse17 ❤️❤️❤️