Leyla is a girl of 18, a young girl so demure and sweet.
An innocent soul yet shattered into pieces! A soul in search for protection and humanity. An eloquent beauty that drips her heart! A true definition of an epitome beauty that's hidden under h...
Baby❤️ I'm heartbroken wlhie💔💔😭😭 @ishitterh_gee you're the best person🥺❤️ You're the first one to comment and I pray Allah bless you with Aljannatul Firdaous. ILY😪❤️ ********************************************* Imaad's POV
Not knowing what exactly to do while I can obviously see how hurting she's and uncomfortable. I pulled her to my chest and just like a feather she swiftly clutch unto my shirt for support so I wrap my muscled broad arms around her petite figure which I make her head rest perfectly on my chest.
I'm surprised to see how small she's looking, she looks very short but not that much and also not tall as I think she is. Just perfectly moderate the way I want her to be. Or am I the tall guy here? I don't know. I keep soothing her with my not so horse voice. I don't know whether it calms her down or not but I can feel her heart beat pacing little by little now. I think it actually does.
After five minutes of a beautiful session of my whole life, she finally and slowly pulled back and my warmth is slowly leaving me. I scratch my elbow what I normally do when nervous. She hung her head low trying hard to compose herself. She chant Astaghfirullah under her breath with a very low tune to which I heard her quite alright. So she is really the Muslim girl Sarah was telling me the other day? I already liked her from the very first day Sarah mentioned her name.
And now that I hug her soft body around me, I now know that I vividly have my noor, and I'll Insha Allah make her my precious petite halal.
Laylah's POV
After the embarrassing moments of our hugging I and him, I couldn't compose myself. I am just not myself anymore and he keeps looking at my every move.
"I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable, but this is the only thing that slipped my mind." He said while removing his phone from his denim jeans pocket.
I composed myself very well making sure of what to say before I say something that will add to my embarrassment.
"It's okay. I'm sorry too." I said fidgeting with my pale fingers.
He finds a spot and sat down facing me while holding his phone. I blushed while I hung my head low with a blush (Ask me where the tears are) Just then Sarah came out form the bathroom. She rushed to me and hug me tight completely forgetting about the half naked towel.
"Am I interrupting something?" She asked looking at both of us. "No you're not!" We both say looking at each other.
"Well that makes the both of you suspicious. There's definitely something fishy." She laughed the tension off.
I gasped at how she's looking in a short bathrobe and I quickly pushed her towards the closet. I closed it and walk back to the room praying for ground to open and swallow me. She's completely crazy. After coming back, I saw Imaad laughing at me. "What's hilarious here?" I asked him pouting my lips.
"Nothing you just look amazing" he continues laughing.
"Look at you, you look very cute with that face. Never mind, that your friend right? This is how she's. Mummy always scold her but she's very crazy. She's still a child don't mind her. But for now, I'll be heading out, so please don't shed those precious tears okay?"
I nod and he gave me a quick hug that I don't even know when he pulled back. I smiled and he sauntered out leaving me in the land of oh la la.
"Hey Laylah!" She hugged me tight intending to break my bone. "So you finally came? How much I miss you!"
"I miss you too Habibty! Now let's go down, I heard your mother calling us and we don't keep her waiting"
"Uhm, I wanted to ask, which tribe are you?"
"My father is Egyptian (Arab) and my mother is Shuwa. So we're somehow half cast you know" She raised a brow with a dramatic expression to which we laugh it off and head out.
Sarah is a beautiful lady with an amazing personality. I like her bubbly self and she's always having a beautiful smile plastered on her face. She's religious just as I am. I love her and she's my only friend. And I pray our bond will grow to that of sisters Insha Allah.
We head to the kitchen and the food is already ready by the Chefs. So I asked them to head out so that we set the table. We're doing nothing and doing it will just be nice. I insisted so they left. I and Sarah set the table perfectly and we all sat waiting for Imaad to come and join us.
Sarah's mum cleared her voice and start " My daughters! I'm very proud of you already. But I want you to take it seriously please! You're all grown up by now so please don't even say you're not. Being 18 years of age isn't bad to start a family you know. I was married by the age of 17 and I gave birth to Imaad at the age of 18 exactly. I'm not saying you should all get married at this age but I'm only admonishing you as a Mother. If you've any one in mind, you should be very serious about your relationship and be very vigilant of who you're choosing. Because you're making a decision of your lifetime. Your children's father and your lifetime partner. So may Allah choose the best for you my daughters. May Allah bless you!!"
We all chorused Amin!
Wow!! Just wow! Sarah's mother can really talk perfectly. I like her already and she's sounding like a mother to me too. I like her speech but then if she only know I'm not even planing on getting married anytime soon. I can't trust anyone. I can live alone and archive my goals Insha Allah!
"Imaad Habiby!!!!!"
What do you think is wrong with Laylah today?😂😂😂 She seems to be liking Imaad oo. My beautiful people! My H.S Fam! I'm looking forward to reading your heart whelming comments! I love you all you know right? Please! Please! Please!!!!!🥺🥺🥺 Shower me with your comments!!!
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