feelings 💘

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At hostel

Ayesha sat deep in thought, her mind drifting to Chawoon.

"Oh Allah, why do I always feel this strange sensation when I’m around Chawoon? It’s a good feeling," she thought, her heart racing at the memory.

"It feels so nice to meet him, to talk to him… I’ve never felt this way before. Could this be what people call love?" she wondered, her chest tightening with uncertainty.

But then, reality hit her, and she whispered, "Oh Allah, I have never loved anyone before, and Chawoon is such a good person. But I can’t love him. No, no... I can’t. He’s a Christian, and I am a Muslim, alhamdulillah."

She took a deep breath, her heart heavy with the conflict within her. "Oh Allah, help me. You know what is best for me. Please, Allah, make my heart free from these feelings."

At chawoon house

He sat quietly in his room while his mind consumed with thoughts of Ayesha. 

"I don’t know why," he mused to himself, "but whenever I see her, I just want to keep looking at her all day. It’s like I can’t get enough of her presence." 

A faint smile touched his lips as he continued thinking. "I love talking to her, and seeing tears in her eyes feels unbearable to me. I just can’t stand it." 

His mind wandered to the first time they met. "She impressed me the moment I saw her, especially when she rejected the proposal. It was strange..." He smirked, a hint of amusement in his expression. "No one has ever rejected me before." 

He leaned back, his thoughts growing deeper. "She’s different. Her heart is pure. I don’t know why I trust her so much it’s like I’ve known her forever, even though I know almost nothing about her." 

Determination flickered in his eyes. "But I’ll make sure to learn everything about her ...what she loves, what she doesn’t. I want to know it all." 

And with that, his thoughts lingered on her, his heart pounding like a crazy

Back at hostel

Her plea hung in the air as she struggled to find peace in her heart, torn between emotions and faith.
And her eyes filled with tears..

Ameena interrupt ayesha by saying "I can't find that book from where I learn Korean"..

Ayesha, startled, quickly wiped her tears. "What? Did you check your bag properly?" 

But Ameena, noticing the redness in Ayesha’s eyes, frowned. "Wait a minute. Were you crying? What’s wrong? Tell me." 

Ayesha hesitated before softly asking, "Ameena, can I ask you something?" 

"Of course, you can!" 

Ayesha took a deep breath. "I think… I think I’ve fallen in love with Chawoon." 

Ameena’s eyes widened, and she gasped dramatically. "Kyaaa? Mujhe pata tha! I knew it!" 

"Wait, sorry, I didn’t even realize it myself until now," Ayesha said shyly. "Ameena, can you tell me… what is love supposed to feel like?" 

Ameena smirked and replied, "Well, I’m not done ph.D in love, but I can definitely try to explain." 

"Ameena, I’m serious!" Ayesha said and grap her shoulder

"Fine, fine!" Ameena said, suppressing her laughter.

Ayesha tries to convey her feelings towards him "Whenever he’s around, my heart beat becomes faster!

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