《The Billionaire and The Hijabi》C H A P T E R ( 1 8 )
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SHUMAYLL
"What the hell bro?!" I yelled at Shaheer bhai as he ran around my room, chasing Shumar
It is all Iqra's fault that i left the damned door open!
"Shumar give me back that phone!!" he yelled at my 16 year old brother as they ran in circles around my room
I heaved a deep sigh and stood in the pathway of Shumar
he bumped into me and chuckled
"Shumayll get his phone!" said Shaheer bhai running from the other end
"Shumar, phone now-" i said in a firm voice
he smirked at me and tried to run
sorry man
i tackled him to the floor and took his phone
"Why are you both in my room, running like hooligans?" i asked them and they gave me sheepish grins
"He was texting- i took the phone away- he took it back and ran with it!" said Shaheer bhai
"Bhai- he was just texting! whats the point?" i asked him and bhai groaned
"Just give me his phone-" he said and I turned to Shumar
His eyes went wide and i shook my head
"Bhai- wait- i will do it-" I said and Shumar seemed like he would faint any minute
There was this thing about me that i was worse than Shaheer bhai
Shumar was more afraid of me than bhai
it was just that way
we loved each other to bits but there was a no inappropriate behavior policy amongst us
i opened his phone and it asked for code
"Tap or i will hack in" i said and he nodded taking the phone from him
he put in his code and handed me the phone
All i saw was a girl's photo on viber and knew he was talking to her
I handed the phone back to him without checking his messages
"I am giving you privacy but let me tell you something Shumar......." i said and he smiled weakly at me upon getting his phone
bhai was not so pleased with what i did
"-I am not against you liking a girl-" i said and bhai said a yes to this
"-But we are against the fact that you date a girl!" he completed it for me and i nodded
"See its haraam, we don't want shame to this family or to you- we don't want you hurt-" he said and i agreed
"Remember brother, Allah always has a plan, better than any of ours" i said and he smiled at me
"I know- we are just friends....... nothing more" he said and i nodded
hopefully
"So whos she??" i winked at him and he groaned
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"A friend! Now i am leaving!" he said and sprinted out of my room as Bhai and i laughed at him
which reminded me.........
I searched for my phone and saw it on my bed
I sprinted to it and opened it
"Shumayll?" called bhai and i turned to him
"Yeah?" i asked as i scanned my messages for Iqra
"Where is your tribal necklace?" he asked me and I smiled
my most precious thing was with Iqra
"uh......... somewhere- why?" i asked him and he shrugged as he took a seat infront of me, on the bed
Yeah, did i tell you, my brothers think this room is their den?
yah
"So Iqra huh?" he asked me and i looked up from my phone
"What?" i asked him and he smirked at me
"Dude, its obvious! The way at times you both get- its cheesy!" he said and i groaned
"No its not!!" i said and he laughed
"Tell you what- do something nice for her, for once! Don't be Shumayll Edris, the Chihuahua, for her, be Shumayll Edris, her lover for her!!" he said and i laughed at his statement
"Me? her lover? you crazy? we are okay the way we are!" i replied laughing and he stared at me
He looked at me direct in the eye and smirked
"Thought of marrying her anytime soon??" he asked and with that he left the room
what?
That night, i set on my bed, staring at the wall, thinking about Iqra and what bhai said
Do i want her to be my wife?
HELL YES!
but is she ready?
will she say yes?
I mean yes i know she likes me but.......... does she like me enough to live forever with me?
And most importantly will she still be in love with me after knowing my past? and truth about who i am?
All the thoughts were making me anxious
so i did what i always do when this happens-
called Iqraam
"As salaam bro" he said
"W-Was salaam-" i muttered and he instantly knew something was up
"What happened?" he asked me and i sighed
"Iqraam, she does not know about my truths and my past-" was all i said for him to understand what i was talking about
after a long silence, so long that i thought he hung up on me, he replied
"Shumayll......... i know my sister and i also know you- she is not so shallow- she will see you for you- just trust her on this-"
I sighed
"I- I know, i hope so....." i muttered and he chuckled
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"I can't believe i am saying this but- Iqra and you will make a great pair!" he said and i smiled
"I know- we are too good!" i teased him and he laughed
"Alright- gotta go- Allah hafiz- call me if you need anything" he said and i chuckled
"Yes man, i will- Allah hafiz" i said
"Oh and Shumayll-" he said
"Yeah-"
"Please let my sister sleep- you both talk late hours- for real- HOW MUCH ENERGY DO YOU BOTH HAVE!?!" he asked me and i burst out laughing
"Alot? K Allah Hafiz!!" i said and hung up
this guy nah
I lay on my bed and called up Iqra
"As salaam" she said and i smiled
"Was salaam, Fluffy-" i said and she chuckled
"Why call?" she asked me
"Because i wanted to?" i replied
"Uhuh- what are you doing?" she asked me and i sighed, laying back on my pillow
"In bed, too bright to sleep"
"Oh so Mr. King is too bright now!"
"What are you doing?" i asked her
"I tried watching Twilight but realized it is so bad, i can't even cope so i left it and hit the bed- i am so tired!"
"Uhuh......."
"Oh and did you by any chance tell bhai about us?" she asked me and i chuckled
"Yes- not by chance- i told him the truth- he asked me so i told him- i did not need my best friend hating me because of the fact that i hid the biggest truth of my love for his sister from him"
"Did anyone tell you, you have a way with words? If not than hell you do!"
I laughed and turned to the side
"Well, I guess someone very beautiful said so"
"Shumayll..." she warned and i laughed
"You know Iqra, the day i saw you, on the terrace, was the worst day of my life- but somehow seeing you just made my day- thats when i realized that maybe, just maybe, I might be falling for his stupid sister of my best friend"
"Shumayll! Don't call me stupid!"
"Oh honey I did! So how did you fall for me? You know how i fell for you- now your turn"
"Shumayll...... its unappropriete to tell you that"
"No its not- speak"
"Fine! I don't know- it was the time when bhai was having trouble with bhabhi- you know- when he was sick at home and we all thought it was cold but it actually was love? yeah- you portrayed yourself in a different manner- like somewhat charming- that time, i did not know what came over me, but i began to notice you more and then realization hit me, that you were my brothers best friend and the guy my half sister likes........ i can't fall for you but i guess Allah had other plans....." she explained
"I am glad it worked out that way- so was i really charming?"
"SHUMAYLL!!" she whined and i laughed
"Damn girl, I love you!"
silence
oh shit
"Iqra- I- shit- Iqra- I- i know we are not that place- but-"
"I love you more"
"Please listen to me- wait what?"
"Yes Shumayll, I- I love you heaps"
I grinned
"I wish we were on facetime, so that i could see your face" i muttered and she laughed
"No-" she replied
"So what are your dreams?" i asked
"Hmm, i wanna go some place where everyone knows me for Iqra, not Iqra Ibrahim- thats my dream"
"Uhuh- tell me the darkest secret you have" i said
"You know it, i was on medication for sensations and all- now you tell me yours"
"I have the IQ of 239"
"WHAT?"
I chuckled
"yes, Yes i do- I was even surprised when the doctor told me- so yeah"
"Oh man- I thought people with high IQ have low EQ, what happened to you?"
was she teasing me?
"Nothing happened! You are the only girl, i ever looked at and fell for!"
"Oh and how many girls did you say that to?"
"Uhh....... i don't know- its infinite"
She growled
"Jokes, Jokes, no one- you are the only one for me"
"that better be true or my brother will kick your sorry little butt!"
"Oh and by the way, you look good in colors" i blurted out
shit
silence
and then............
we both then burst into fits of laughter
we chatted almost until 4am before we went to bed
I did not sleep though
i had work to do
I have not been doing my work since two days now
I don't think i need to answer why
By the time i was done with it, It was Fajr
I prayed Fajr and then hit the gym
once i was done, i got ready and headed down for breakfast
"As salaam! morning" i said as i set on my usual seat
everyone replied and i ruffled Sohayll's hair
"Chhhaccchuuu" he whined
i laughed and then started breakfast
"Oh the Ibrahims are coming over" said mom and i grinned
"No new news" replied abba grinning
"Duhh!" replied bhai
we had breakfast and then i headed to work
i messaged Iqra and she did not reply
sleeping most probably
All i could do was wait patiently for today afternoon when i can see her.........
Damn!
I sound so in love!
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