《HER BLIND HUSBAND ( A Wattpad Featured Story)》CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
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Both brothers had sat in silence for the past ten minutes none knowing what to say to the other.Yasir knew that he had hurt his brother deeply and he did feel quite guilty about it but he had had no other option.
He would have lost her to that Muneer,well even if he was a sixth grader or whatever but he was sure that there must be some other "Muneers" out there waiting for her and he could never let that happen.
"I am really sorry Akhi but if i had not made haste, i would have lost her," said Yasir hoping that his elder brother would understand.
"Its okay Yasir."
"Akhiiii."
"Its just that i never expected to be among the last people to know.I mean, even the neighbours got to know before me," said Hisham.
Yasir chuckled shaking his head in disbelief.Hisham was just...
"So that is what hurt you?The fact that the neighbours got to know before you?"
Hisham let out a laugh but Yasir could still sense his hurt.
"What about all those mean things her mother said about you?"
"I have forgiven and forgotten Akhi and Mama told me that that was just her overprotectiveness talking," said Yasir.He really did not want to hold back memories of that horrible day.
Hisham let out a sigh.How could he tell him not to get married?His father had already even set the wedding date.Everything was happening ridiculously fast.
"What if i tell you not to get married?Will you stop the wedding?" asked Hisham as he turned to scrutinize his brother.
Yasir fell silent and Hisham easily noticed how uncomfortable his question had made him.
"Wow, you like her that much huh?"
"I do."
"Well then i am happy for you little bro," said Hisham though a bit reluctantly.
"Akhi,i am really really sorry.Everything was happening all at once and then there was this sixth grader..."
"Yasir,seriously its okay.I am not mad anymore.If marrying her will make my brother happy then so be it.But i still think that you are rushing into this.Marriage is not something easy and i dont want you to get hurt."
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"I understand and thank you Akhi but i dont think Yumnah would want to hurt me or anyone else for that matter," said Yasir.
"Hmmm,looks can be deceiving at times bro,but anyway thats not important now but you have to promise me Yasir,if ever something is not going right,you will tell me immediately."
"Wallah i promise and that applies to you as well Akhi and i am really really sorry that the neighbours got to know before you but that is because Hitler went annoucing to everyone," said Yasir gladly.
"I love you little bro and may Allah make this new journey in your life exremeley successful," said Hisham smiling.
"Ameen and as much as this may sound weird but i love you too Akhi."
"Awwwwwwww, is this the part where you two kiss and make up because that would be really cute but no thanks," said Khaleel as he walked into the room.
"Shut up Khaleeloo and yes we want to,so go away," Hisham replied.
"I am here to stay and your wife has been calling non stop for the past fifteen minutes.Please call her back before someone dies," said Khaleel as he threw Hisham his cellphone.
"What?Why didnt you pick up?"
"I picked up the first call but i dont think she was too happy to hear my voice."
Hisham nodded but instead of calling back he took the phone and shoved it into his pocket.He was spending time with his brothers and she could wait.
"By the way Akhi,Khaleel also helped in convincing me to take this step," said Yasir smiling.
"Aww,isn't it for Dr.Love himself?" asked Hisham teasingly.
"The one and only and i work only 8 to 5 on weekdays,hit me up if you ever need love advice," said Khaleel, a smirk on his face.
"You wish."
"Fine but i know you will look for me once love in your marriage turns sour."
"Just shut up weasel face."
"Hey,i was considered the most handsome guy in my batch okay," said Khaleel pretending to be deeply hurt.
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"Then everyone else must have been ugly.It was the 2010 batch right?"
Khaleel laughed and threw the nearest pillow at Hisham.No one won arguments when Hisham was around.He just never gave up.
"Akhi,why didnt Zulekha come with you?" asked Yasir and Hisham's jovial immediately turned sour.
"Umm,she was cooking dinner and anyway i didnt want her to see us fighting," lied Hisham but the truth of the matter was that his wife was not at all interested with his side of the family.That is why he had not called her back.He would not allow her ruin the little time he had gotten to spend with his brothers.
"So whats the plan now that you two have made up?" asked Khaleel.
Hisham smiled and turned to face Yasir.
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Yumnah couldn't help smiling as she watched Saadia apply henna on her hands.She couldnt believe that she was finally completing half her deen and that too with Yasir.
"Yumnah should i write his name on your hand?"
"Of course Saadia,why do you even ask?"
"Yumnah, but how will he look for it?Sorry i dont want to hurt your feelings but im just curious," said Saadia guiltily.
Yumnah smiled.Not write his name?That would never happen.
"In fact you know what Saadia,just write his name without telling me where it is.I dont want to know."
Saadia looked her friend as if she had grown horns.
"Why?" she asked confusedly.
"Because we will look for his name on my hands,together."
"Aww, now that is something i want to see woman," cooed Saadia.
Yumnah laughed as blush rushed to her cheeks.Just the thought of Yasir holding her hands made her stomach do mutiple flips.
As her friend began applying the henna on her feet,her father rushed into the room his face extremely pale.
"Papa,whats wrong?" Yumnah immediately asked.
"Its Yasir.He is on the phone,he wants to talk to you," said Bilal, beads of sweat evident on his forehead.
"Papa, whats wrong?Why is he calling?Is all okay?"
"I dont know dear, he insisted to talk to you only."
Yumnah stared at her henna adorned hands which had now begun to tremble.She looked at the phone which her father was handing her, tears already threatening to spill out of her eyes.Did he want to reject her once again?Reject her just the night before their wedding?
Saadia quietly took the phone and placed it on her friend's ear.
"Asalam aleikum.
"Waleikum salam Yumnah."
"Yasir, is all okay?" she asked her voice shaking.
Bilal too watched his daughter with much anticipation.He doubted she would be able to handle another heartbreak and neither would he.
"Yeah Yumnah,i just called to ask you if you are sure."
"Sure about what Yasir?"
"Sure about marrying me.You know with me being blind and all.I dont want you to regret later on."
Yumnah heaved a sigh of relief as she shook her head in disbelief.He had given her quite the scare.What do you even do with such a guy?
"Yasir, i have never been more sure about anything in my entire life."
"Oh okay.I just dont want you to regret...."
"Yasir stop,just stop.Wallahi Yasir if you dont show up tomorrow i will come and drag you to the masjid myself.Now please,let me apply my wedding henna in peace," she said and cut the call.
She looked at Saadia,then at her father and as if on cue, all three broke into fits of laughter.
Yasir Hosseini was indeed going to be the end of her.
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Yasir smiled after she hung up on him.
Drag him to the masjid?No, that wouldn't be necesarry.
Because he was definately going to be there.
That too on time.
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