《HER BLIND HUSBAND ( A Wattpad Featured Story)》CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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It was late into the night.There was a blissful silence all around and everyone in the Hosseini mansion was fast asleep.Everyone except for Yasir.He had woken up immediately after everyone else had retired to bed.
He needed to pray.Pray his heart out.He needed to thank Allah for sending him someone who might complete half his deen for him.Just maybe.
He went down for sujood,his heart extremely heavy.A tear trickled down his face.He just could not glorify his Lord enough.Indeed Allah was the greatest and no matter how many times he went down for sujood he knew he would not be able to glorify him enough.
As his mother had said,he could not fight Qadr and indeed Allah had written for him a beautiful destiny.A destiny hopefully with Yumnah.Her being the girl from his childhood was like a sign for him.Maybe they were meant to be.It had all been a matter of time.
He sat down on his mat,his face still tear stricken and recited Surah Ar Rahmaan along with the reciter from his recorder.Indeed, which of the blessings of his Lord could he really deny?
He was a blind man.A man people considered flawed but Allah had sent him a woman who saw past all his shortcomings.He had never felt as normal as he had during their meeting.It was like she just didnt consider him blind.It was as if she almost looked up to him,admired him and loved him.Love?Did she love him?
No,he didn't want to have such thoughts right now.Especially not when he was infront of the Lord of the worlds.
He raised his hands to make dua.He prayed for everyone,his friends, his parents,Hisham and Zulekha but his mind kept drifting back to He smiled,well he definately had to make dua for her.
He still did not know if she was the one for him but he really hoped that she was.Why?Because he was already falling for her.Falling really hard.
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He raised his hands again and made heartfelt dua for her a wide smile on his face.He planned to stay like this all night and he knew that he would because sleep was the last thing on his mind and it would continue to be until she became his.In Sha Allah.
A few houses away,just in the same neighbourhood,Yumnah also sat on a mat similar to Yasir's.She too could not sleep.She too was praying her heart out.Praying for him.Praying for happiness which they both deserved.
They both were praying for each other because...
"He was her happiness and she was his."
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Yasir and Khaleel both jumped when the front door opened with a really loud bang.
"Hisham is back in Canada people,"said the one person Yasir had extremely missed for the past week but currently with the entry his brother had made,he was not too sure if he still felt the same way.
"Yeah it was breaking news on the tv a while ago," said Khaleel rolling his eyes.Hisham had really scared the hell out of him.Who even opens the door like that?He almost thought it was Yawm al Qiyamah.Wallahi.
"What are you doing here?"asked Hisham picking an apple slice from Khaleel's plate.
"I moved into your room and stop eyeing my plate bro.I just sat down for breakfast," said Khaleel.
Hisham placed his hand over his heart.
"Whatever is mine is yours bro, and whatever is yours should also be mine," he said picking up another apple slice from Khaleel's plate.
"Wallahi Yasir, i am never sleeping over again now that he is back," said Khaleel as he stood up with his plate.He better go finish his breakfast in the garden.
Yasir laughed.He brother was back for sure.
"Where is Zulekha?"he asked.
"At home,she was too tired to come over.So, what have you kids been upto while i was away?"
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"I got a marriage proposal and we already had our first meeting," said Yasir, smiling.He couldn't wait for Hisham's reaction.
Hisham stilled.No, it couldnt be.He would not allow it.He would not allow his brother to make the same mistake.
"From who?"he asked frowning.This was horrible news to come back home to.
"Yumnah Saeed."
"Khaleel's Yumnah?" asked Hisham confused.What had happened in Canada while he was away?Why were things falling apart?
"She is not mine for Allah's sake!" yelled Khaleel from the garden.
Yasir let out another laugh.Okay, yeah she was definately not Khaleel's and he did not want to hear that statement ever again.
Yasir quickly narrated to his brother of what had transpired while he was away and by the time he was done,Hisham's mouth hung open.
"Say Wallah," said Hisham.
"Im not lying Hisham."
"So now what?Are you going to marry her?"
Hisham felt his heart sink when he saw his younger brother blush.He was already falling for her and he had to stop him.His life was already a living hell and he couldn't allow the same to happen to Yasir.It would only break him.
Marriage was just a facade and he had not experienced any happiness since the day he got married.I mean, his wife had not even allowed him to make even a single phone call or a answer any messages yet she herself had spent almost all day on that damn phone of her hers.Marriage was horrible and he missed his single life.Yasir could not commit the same mistake especially not now that he was back.
"I dont know Hisham.I think i like her and you know what Akhi,she sees past my blindness.I forgot i was even blind for the little time i was with her," said Yasir.
Hisham scrutinized his brother.He looked happier than usual.There was something like noor on his face.He was happy.But for how long?
"But Yasir..."
"You have to meet her Akhi.I think you both will get along really well,"said Yasir happily.He was so excited to tell his Akhi everything that he did not sense his brother's silence which was screaming his disapproval.
"In fact i was thinking of buying her a gift," said Yasir.He just kept going on and on.
Hisham had never seen his little brother this excited.He did not even know how to start knocking sense into his head.
"That will not be appropriate Yasir.You are still her non mahram," said Hisham.Gifts?Already?What would be next he wondered.
"I know that but il give it to her through her father or mother.And her mother is unwell as well,so i was thinking of getting her something as well since we did not meet.Can you take me to the shops Akhi?"
Hisham did not know how to say no.He couldn't break his brother's heart.Not now.Its not like they were getting married tomorrow anyway.There was still time to explain things to him.
"Okay, do you want to go now?"
"Yes Akhi and jazakallah.Im really glad that you are back," said Yasir.
"More glad because your personal driver is back," grunted Hisham.
"Yep, you could say that."
Hisham laughed.He was still glad to be back home despite everything.
"Okay so what are you planning to buy?"
"Flowers and chocolates."
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OKAY SO HISHAM IS BACK GUYS :) WITH A BANG!!!!!!!!
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