HER HUSBAND [A STRANGER IN HER HEART]

Chapter Two

Aadil's POV.

"Alhamdulillah the surgery was successful. Had it not been for Allah's intervention, we would have lost the patient. Doctors only try their best and leave the rest to Allah because only Him can give and take life. Today has been very stressful and hectic"

I retired to my office as I had just finished a surgery. I thanked Allah for making the surgery successful and slid into the couch. I had to rest but that wasn't the case as my cell rang just as I laid down. My mom was calling.

Me: salamualaykum mom.
Ummiy: wa'alaykumsalam Aadil. How did the surgery go?
Me: Alhamdulillah it went so well.
Ummiy: Alhamdulillah I'm so happy for you.
Me: Thanks mom.
Ummiy: You welcome. Aadil there's good news, so you have to come home now.
Me: But mom I can only come home in the evening not right now. It's afternoon.
Ummiy: I know dear but your dad has insist that you come home now. You can leave the rest to your p.a.
Me: okay Mom. I'll be home in a few minutes now.
Ummiy: Just be careful while driving okay?
Me: okay Mom. Allah Hafiz.

I ended the call and head towards the hospitals parking lot. Aadil! Someone called out to me. It was my best friend, Arham.
Me: Arham it's you? Salamualaykum.
Arham: Wa'alaykumsalam warahmatullah wabarakatuhu. Congratulations Aadil. The surgery went well Alhamdulillah.
Me: Yeah. Thanks Arham. It was all by Allah's power.
Arham: Yes. So why are you leaving for home this early?
Me: Well mom called me now and said that my dad insists that I should be home.
Arham: Oh it's good that you leave now. Uncle might have a big Surprise for you. Go quickly he must be waiting.
Me: Really! A surprise? Do you think so?
Arham: Sure or why would uncle insist on seeing you right now?
Me: okay then. You might be right. I'll take your leave now. Allah Hafiz.
Arham: Sure bye. Allah Hafiz.

With that, I entered my car and drove out of the hospital. Arham happened to be my closest friend. My best friend. We always do things together most time. We go to work at the same time but he works at the pharmacy section of the hospital.

We mostly visit each other every day and spend our leisure together but we are two different personalities. I happen to be a calm guy while Arham is the no nonsense dude. He fights for rights most times. He would never be rided over. He argues a lot as well but he is very friendly and jovial and that's why I like him. He's just like a brother to me and I sometimes think that he is the right man for my sister. I'm sure that he will always protect her.

I headed home and on my way I saw something that made my heart melt away. An old man was running on the streets trying to save himself from the thugs that were chasing him. Soon he ran into a car and the car halted immediately.

Two young ladies then stepped out of the car wearing angry faces. The first lady who drove the car was wearing a pink Abaya with a pink hijab while the second lady wore a flowing dress which I guess should be lahenga. I got interested as I stopped to watch. The first lady gave one of the thugs a hot slap across the face and he tried to hit her but she was swift in getting a hold of his hand. She twisted his hand and he was in pain. I smiled in reaction.

"She must be a no nonsense lady, somewhat like Arham" I thought to myself. The second lady was calming the old man who was almost crying. Then the first lady was saying something and I guessed that she must be inquiring about the problem at hand. The thugs explained to her and she went to her car and brought out some new notes of money. She handed some of the money to the thugs and they left, then I knew that the old man was being chased because of debt.

"Subhanallah so sad" I thought to myself. The second lady said something to the old man and he smiled then the first lady handed the remaining notes of money to him. The old man was full of smiles and gratitude that he placed his hand on both their heads. He blessed them I guess. They both smiled and the old man left. I didn't continue my drive as I kept admiring the two ladies and the scene that just happened until I realized that both the ladies were out of sight already.

I regained myself and drove home immediately.
On getting home, my little sister not that she's small but that's just what I call her, was busy dancing and singing. She seemed very happy. Ablah was my only sister and she's nineteen years of age. She's always been naughty this way.

"Why is Ablah this happy?" I asked myself. Then I got to know that my wedding had been arranged. "Really" I thought

Me: hey hey hey little sis it's okay don't be overjoyed.
Ablah: Really! Why Aadil? After all you're going to get married. You know what, that girl is very beautiful. Though she's Indian, you'll love her when you meet her
Me: Really okay Ablah I've heard you right so will you just stop jumping over here and there.
Ablah: Oh my! Aadil you're going to love her a lot. She's a damsel. A goddess of beauty.
Me: Oh Ablah alright but is she as beautiful as my sister.
Ablah: You'll get your answer when you meet her.
Me: Ttttt. No one can be as beautiful as my Ablah after all she's Aadil's, the most handsome man in Pakistan, sister.
Ablah: As you say Bhai, but Farha is so beautiful.
Me: Really! She's Farha?
Ablah: Yes Farha Sagar.
Me: Hmm how is it that you seem to know a lot about my soon to be wife more than her husband.
Ablah: For real Aadil. You've not even met her and you are already calling her your wife to be and your self her husband? How is that?
Me: isn't she Ablah? We're getting married.
Ablah: I can see you're already getting excited. Don't be too anxious, if she accept to marry you then you'll have her for the rest of your life and if otherwise, then .......
Me: then?
Ablah: Don't worry Bhai she won't refuse you.

Ahhh that's Ablah, she talks a lot. I went up to my room to get freshened up and recalled all that Ablah had said about Farha being beautiful. Then my mind made a flashback to the two ladies I had seen earlier.

The were both beautiful but the second lady who wore lahenga was much more beautiful than the first one. I was beguiled by her beauty and if I were to choose between the two of them, It will be her, but only for her beauty. And as for the first lady, I wish it could be her too cause she dressed completely nice. Masha'Allah.

"I'll try looking for both of them. I must meet them and make friends with them only then will I be able to tell who I like more. I really don't think that I'm interested in getting married to Farha again. I've gotten attracted to those ladies and before making any decision about Farha I'll have to meet them.

As - salamualaykum lovelies. I know this is a short chapter but it was still necessary to update, I felt. I hope you enjoyed it.

And how do you all find Aadil? Is he a nice character.

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