Omar POV
I was angry when a guy just pushed past me , there a lot of space to walk but he had to bump into me nearly dropping the cake in my hand and he dropped his bag but didn't bother to turn back I was confused and annoyed . then out of nowhere this beautiful specimen of a women put a hand on my shoulder and fly kick into the air to the man who bumped into me. The man was grown man , a buffed men but she kick him like he was a piece of paper. She must be professional. I was amused how she talked her over dramatic reaction I somehow think if she ok in the brain area. "Sis leave the poor men alone" I turn to see a your girl around 10years I presume. It is entertaining to hear them interact soon she remembers of the bag " so he was thief" I mumble to myself and clear my throat to get their attention and I point towards the bag lying near my feet. She moves forward is when I she her eyes, "Maa sha Allah" they are beautiful they were different colors one Eye is greyish blue and other had hint of brown in them. She is checking me out maybe she just realized what she was doing and cleared her throat and thanked me for giving her a shoulder, I raise an eye at her statement and the younger girl who she called Mannat tell her they were getting late to meet a person called MJ and OJ "poor person whose name is OJ seriously" I say to myself.
After their bodies get lost inside the hotel I realize I was also running late and mom is going to kill me. She wants me to marry her god daughter which I haven't met yet and don't mind because I am single, traditional Muslim ,30years old and a life partner is a good addition. I trust moms decision so here today I am going to meet the girl and it's her birthday. I rush into the restaurant to see my mother waiting their gracefully, as always she is beautiful, at first my college friend through she was my sister when she first came to visit me at Harvard during my sophomore year. " Mom Maa sha'Allah you look beautiful as every " I kiss her cheeks. " Save that for your future bride" she winks at me. " and she is late, what will I do with theses kids. Ya Allah give me strength " she takes her phone and calls her but her sister picks up the phone and tell that they are running late because she got out of school late.
We were sitting when my mother saw her coming and she yells "Jannat Al Cenacle, mind telling me what took you so long", I turn to see the karate girl from earlier she gulps when she sees me and confidently try to use reverse psychology at my mother seriously she is like steel .Mom gives her a warning look and she crumbles "Yes my mother can look scary intimidating when she wants and Jannat breaks , and spills the beans and she even though I have already told my mother about her adventures , she is so dead it is getting hard to keep a straight face she is going to be interesting to live with. I think I am already smitten by this girl.
The lunch was very entertaining seeing her turn to more shades of red than I think anybody can, She was enjoying the lunch and almost forgot about me with all her drama attraction to my mother . They really do have a special bond. She blushed when she sees me looking at her then the bomb drop. My mother asked her to give her a gift by being her daughter in law. I can see that she was shocked but she does not say anything. I can see thousand emotions running through those beautiful eyes of her fear , sadness but she keeps smiling trying to conceal her emotions I notice that mom also notice but she does not push it. I can see how shaky her hands were as we were sitting opposite to each other.We finish and I drop them to their home.
I go to home with my mother , I want to ask her but I know she will not tell. She has a belief that everybody has a story and it should be only said by the person. So that's what I am going to do. Perks of being the CEO of your own company is you came and go as you wish but I have some important meeting with a client so rush into my home office and start the video conference it took 4hrs not much perks I think. I go into the bedroom and take a shower and change into by favorite black adidas sweatshirt , pair of khaki sweatpants and white sneakers. Let's meet the girl, I don't have her number so I just have to gate crash. As I was nearing to her home I see her getting out of the house . She is wearing a yellow oversized hoodie pulled over her head , denim jacket , a pair of black sweatpants and black sneakers. She takes out hear ear pods and put them on. I park the car at a side and get out of the car and follow her. " Stalker much" my conscious yells at me but I don't bother with him and follow her.
After jogging for sometime she stops at the bridge over the train tracks and looks in to the time. " What is she doing, waiting for somebody?" I mumble to myself. She sits down at the bridge removing her ear pods. There is no body and this place looks deserted not to mention its past seven in the evening. After sometime she gets us. The train is coming I can hear the train. " What is she planning to do .. is she.. no" I am getting anxious I try to walk to her. But then as the sound of the train get the loudest I see her opening her arms as wide as she can and shouts at the top of her voice she is shaking indicating that she is crying. She shouts and shouts her yells are swallowed by the sound of the train. She cries until the sound of the train can no longer hide her cries. Then she wipes her tries as if nothing has happened and puts on her ear pods and run back to her house. I hide myself behind a tree as she passed me. She wants to hide her weakness from the world and I was not going to embarrass her, she will tell when she is ready. I follow her back and wait near her house I can hear her getting into the house and I hear her cheerfully greeting her sister " I am back honeyboo ". It enough adventure and mysteries for tonight so I leave home.
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Jannat
RomanceA girl hiding dark secrets behind jovial personality and her journey in find Jannat (heaven) in a arranged marriage alongside her husband. "I Jannat Al Cenacel have been tainted and I don't think I am fit to be in a relationship as pure as Marriage...