《The Billionaire and The Hijabi》C H A P T E R ( 4 1 )
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"Sometimes, you do things out of your head and thats the moment you should know that the person or thing is special to you"
~Anon
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1 MONTH AND 3 1/2 WEEKS TILL WEDDING
"I WILL KILL YOU!!!"
Waarith winced as he ran out of the house
"DUDE! What the hell!?!!" yelled Aarib as he jumped out of Waarith's way
Apparently, Waarith decided to annoy Nafaasat in order to let her mind off the current happenings, (He does not have any idea why he wanted to do that) and the best method he could think of was to take her phone away.
And when he did just that
only to have an angry Nafaasat running after him
Laughing away, Waarith stood at the doorway of the living room, the phone in his hand held high and his height making it impossible for Nafaasat to reach it, even if she is on her toes
"Give it back! I need to do my homework!" she yelled at Waarith who continued laughing like a hyena
"Oh come on! Unlike you I have to complete my tasks before my next grading!" she whined trying to take the phone
Waarith, however, had lost all interest in the phone and was intently staring down at the beauty infront of him
Her chocolate hair was loose at her temple that gave her a dangerous look and her eyes were focussed to the task at hand. He felt his mind go haywire and his heart rate increase so he took a step back
"Opphhfftt what?!" she whined and then smirked at Waarith
She then hit his legs, when he bent down to soothe the pain, she lept up and took her phone.
"Ha! Take that loser!" she showed him her tongue like a kid before stalking away with a proud smile
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Nabaahat set on the edge of the terrace, her legs dangling down as she stared at the city ahead of her
The Ibrahim was staying over so it was the her only escape
Her phone vibrated beside her but she took no notice. Her mind was occupied with the recent happenings. Her mother, Aiiza, as far as she could remember, was a nice woman but she had known Fatima as her 'badi mah' for years now that sometimes it feels that she is her biological mother.
"You alright?"
the voice of Aarib startled her but she regained composure and smiled forcefully at him
"Y-Yeah" she wheezed out and flushed at how she sounded
"I don't think so" he muttered, taking a seat beside her and she looked ahead
Aarib found himself staring at the almost red beauty in front of him
"Wanna talk about it?" he whispered, looking at the city lights
Nabaahat stayed silent
Not that she did not want to answer but it was that she did not know what or how to answer. She was never a fan of her mothers brother, he was always scary to her and the recent happenings seemed to have shaken her up. She was always told that it was a love marriage by everyone in her mom's family where she grew up- never in a thousand lives would she had thought her father was lured into the trap of marriage.
Aarib's presence beside her was suppose to make her insecure like everyone else's presence did but surprisingly, it was rather calming with him by her
Just when Aarib thought this girl would not talk, she spoke after inhaling a deep audible breath
"My mother......... she... I was always told... that she and a-abba married out of l-love....... until now" she said, her voice barely above a whisper but Aarib heard it
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Aarib felt the need to comfort her but how?
"Wanna go for ice cream?" he found himself foolishly asking and then he face palmed himself for being so stupid
Nabaahat on the other hand, found it quite adorable that he was trying to divert her thoughts from the happenings to something else and that too without questioning
"Alright" she muttered, smiling at him
His eyes widened and a slow grin formed on his face
"Come on then!" he said, standing up and dusting his jeans
Nabaahat let out a low chuckle before getting up
Tying her messy long hair in a bun, she put the dupatta over her shoulders and chest before walking behind Aarib
Shumayll set beside Iqraam and Iqra set beside Ruqayyah. The four were in Shumayll's room on the couch
"So what hit our lives?" questioned Iqra looking at Iqraam and then Shumayll
"I don't know" said Shumayll and Iqraam agreed
Ruqayyah stayed silent as she knew that her husband has gone through alot these past days and she did not want to add onto the tension by saying unwanted stuff
"Alright, i think we need rest, its already 3am" said Shumayll and everyone nodded
Iqraam stood up and held out his hand for Ruqayyah who gladly took it
They said their goodbyes to Iqra and Shumayll before walking out of the room
"Lets head home" muttered Ruqayyah and Iqraam chuckled
"Kids?" he asked her
"I will get them" she muttered
"Come on, knowing them- we will have to carry them" said Iqraam smiling slightly and Ruqayyah nodded
They went into the nursery where the kids had slept soundly
Iqraam bent down and picked up Zaik like he weighed nothing while Ruqayyah carried the sleeping Zahi
"I will tell them" whispered Iqraam as they placed the sleeping kids in the car
Iqraam called and informed Shumayll that they were heading home
Once home, showered and checked up on the kids, Ruqayyah set on her bed tying her hair
"You gonna pray?" asked Iqraam, pulling a t-shirt over his body
"Yeah, wait up" she replied, standing up
Together the duo did whudhu and then stood up for morning prayer, Fajr. It is said that Allah (S.W.T) has made the beauty of Fajr as such that when the whole world sleeps, you wake up to show your devotion to your lord. Indeed Allah is the greatest
After prayers, they both headed to bed
"Why did it happen?" whispered Iqraam in the midst of darkness
Ruqayyah shrugged, pulling him closer to her, in her arms as she lay beside him
"Allah always has better plans" she replied to him cupping his face and he smiled slightly
"Perhaps" he muttered
"Not perhaps, Iqraam, its always the case" she whispered before she kissed his forehead
"Now sleep- we have a long day tomorrow" she said and he nodded
Cuddling each other, the duo drifted to sleep
"You serious?!" laughed Nabaahat and Aarib nodded laughing with her
"He said so! I was small alright!" he muttered, the edge of his ears going red
"Thats cute!!" cooed Nabaahat as she set on the swing set at the east wing of the terrace with Aarib sitting on the chair infront of her
the two had gotten ice cream from the nearest ice cream shop and were happily munching away
"So................ marriage?" questioned Aarib and Nabaahat, who was on a sugar rush, chuckled
"Love definitely!" she said and Aarib stared at her
love huh
"Well except i have given up on love already so..........." she muttered
"Why?" he asked her and she sighed
"Because! Because........" she said thoughtfully ".......because i don't know"
"Really?" laughed Aarib and she nodded giddily
"anyways, I think you need some shut eye before morning" said Aarib and Nabaahat burst into fits of laughter
"Its already morning!!" she managed out in between laughs
Aarib was mesmerized by the beauty in front of him and he knew it won't be too soon before he falls head over sneakers for her!
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