UNEXPECTED

11

Aman's P.O.V

Someone barged into the room and even without looking i already who can do that "Safna what do you want?" I asked immediately because she can be a pain. "Ya Aman please don't say no" she begged. "What is it?" i asked because she doesn't call me 'ya' until she needs something.

"Ya Aman please can you take Hayrah home, we are going together, pretty please" she pouted. "Nope" i answered sharply popping the 'p'. "Why can't she go herself and who's Hayrah?" I pretended not knowing. "Hayrah is the girl you saw us together in my room and she can't go because it's already late and again because of what happened last time".

"what happened last time?" I asked again narrowing my eyes at her, i pray she didn't tell her i saved her. "Uhmm nothing, you ask too much questions. Let's go".

" ok fine let's go" i said as i took my keys and we made our way outside, we met the so called princess that can't go home herself 'note the sarcasm', we entered the car and i drove out of the house. The drive was eerily quite. "Saf where's the place" I asked interrupting the whatever discussion they were having after we bought the ice cream.
"Oh sorry" she said and gave me the address. My phone rang where i kept it, I checked the caller and hissed. Some people just don't get it.
We arrived at a place where I've never been in my life, Safna insisted we enter. "Just go in and come back, i will be waiting for you here" I replied her but my eyes were on a particular person beside her, she looked at me and I diverted my eyes immediately. Is it safe to feel all sort of emotions at once? Because by Allah the moment our eyes met I felt something pulling me towards her like some sort of magnetic force.

"Thanks for the ride" the reason for the emotions said and that was when i noticed I have been thinking for a while. I nodded my head at her as Safna dragged her and they entered inside.
Why do i feel like there's more to this girl than she's showing?
I made a mental note to do something immediately I go back home.

Safna came out more than thirty minutes later, i glared at her making her apologize immediately "am sorrrry please wallahi we got carried away and forgot about you" I continued driving not minding to answer her.

"You know mom won't accept your friendship with her right?" I said out of the blue. You know she won't accept of a common friendship and you were feeling some emotions minutes ago, way to go Aman. I thought, internally smacking myself. "I know that's way am not ready for her to find out" she said turning to look at me. "Don't you think that's why i asked you to drive us there? Definitely mom must think something when she finds out i went out alone with my car" she added looking ahead of her.

"That's true, never thought you're this smart" I smirked at her to which she narrowed her eyes at me. "But seriously I don't get why she can't accept our friendship, we're all human beings, created all from Allah and going back to him, and Hayrah is the first true friend am having who likes me for who i am not for what i have" she said frustratingly. I was speechless actually, i just smiled reassuringly at her. "Everything will be fine insha Allah, just put your trust in Allah".

And the part where she said she's the first true friend she's having is actually true. She's the first Safna's friend i know that doesn't throw herself at me. Or is it because she's a maid in our house? That's the question I don't know the answer. We branched to mall and i got some things for Safna because i saw how her mood changed.

"Thank you so much ya Aman, you're the best"  she said grinning, trust Safna's mood to change because of chocolates and anything sugary.

We reached home a little bit late and I know mom is back. " ya Aman please let's enter together" she begged, actually i wanted going to my part and sought things out. I nodded at her and we made our way inside. We met her royal majesty sitting in the living room downstairs. "Good evening mom" we greeted together. "And where are you both coming from" she asked not bothering to answer our greeting. To be honest I have never been close to mom, both my parents to be precise.

We were once living as a small family happily when everything changed drastically. "We went to get chocolates" Safna replied her showing her the package she was holding. Guess the chocolates have become useful.
Mom continued pressing her phone after that not bothering to answer us again. Her work is more important than her children yeah.

I was about to go out when i met Dad coming in "Good evening dad" i greeted him. "Evening, meet me tomorrow morning in my room" he said and entered inside. That's my father he only say few and that's all.
Twenty years ago we were living more than happy, contented and always there for each other. Few years after Dad became successful he became a shadow of hisself and always say few, mom became too busy with work to take care of us.

Please who said money is everything?

I made my way to my part, performed ablution and prayed Maghrib, it was few minutes to isha so I sat on my praying mat doing azhkars before i prayed isha.

I lied down on my bed thinking of all sort things then I suddenly remembered something. I picked my phone and dialed a number I know will help.

"Good evening sir"  the person said immediately he picked. "Evening, i have a work for you, i need you to get everything possible about someone. I'll send you the name and address right now " i said getting straight to the point. "Ok sir" he answered and i ended the call. I typed the necessary information and sent it to him.

I brought out my MacBook and did some necessary work, it was after ten when I finished, i recited my sleeping du'as and drifted to a dreamless sleep.