My thoughts was preoccupied with yesterday's meeting with him, and butterflies were fluttering in my stomach.
I arrived at the parking lot where I spotted Nawaf.
I paused there. He got pretty near to me and said,
"Honey!!!" Let us meet today at Dare Devil Restaurant at 6 p.m. promptly. Are you available?
"Yes, I'm available," I responded, but deep inside, I was bouncing with glee.
My mind was so consumed with his thoughts that I didn't speak to anyone that day. Feza was continually inquiring what had occurred to me recently. I skipped the talk.
Finally, the class concluded, and I was excitedly waiting till 6 p.m.
I went to my house to get ready. I wore my favorite.I donned my favorite blue Abaya and a black hijab.
I went to my umma and explained that I had a small party with my pals. She agrees.
I was so thrilled that I didn't know what to do next.
I went to the restaurant at the appropriate hour, but the whole place was deserted. There was no one there save Nawaf.
I walked inside. He was waiting there to greet me. He held a crimson rose in his hand. I entered there. He knelt down and handed me the rose. I was astounded.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
He looked much more attractive than before. He took my hands and forced me sit on the chair. He sat in front of me.
He sat in front of me. I was speechless.
Suddenly he inquired,
"Do you like it, honey?"
My eyes were flooded with tears. I said, "This exceeded my expectations." " Nobody has treated me this way before. "I'm very happy."
"But aren't these seats reserved" replied I.
"They are all reserved honey, every single seat here" responded he.
"BU... BUT... THERE ARE NOBODY HERE.... HOW'S THAT POSSIBLE?" I asked in a bewildered manner.
"They are already reserved but......... It was by me" He smirked
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"Wha... Whattt?!?" But whyyyyy?
"You said let's meet alone that's why I had already set up our whole surroundings," he remarked.
I was astounded.
He rose from his seat and arrived next to me
I put my head on his shoulder. He patted my head gently.
Finally, I stated, "I think I'm falling for you." My tears were falling like waterfalls.
He wiped away my tears and kissed my forehead. We spent great time there.
Suddenly, a spoon fell. When he bent down to take it, I held the table corner in my hands to save him from striking his head on it. The sharp corner wounded my hand.
I was bleeding. My blood pours on the white tiles. When he saw that, he felt tensed.
He took the kerchief in his hand and knotted my hands tight.
When he saw I was holding it for him, he became silent. His eyes were filled with tears. He hugged me tight.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
He got up, saying he'd come back shortly, and went somewhere.
I was perplexed.
He returned and grabbed me firmly again, crying,
"I'm sorry, Nihal... I'm sorry". He left me off at home again and said, "I'm sorry..." I should not have done this to you. I took advantage of you, and I apologize."
I was speechless. I wasn't sure what was going on there. He hopped on his bike and sped up.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"But why does he even apologize to me? Why did he cry, then? what is the "advantage" he's talking about? "
The end of part 7
Who is the real Nawaf? Let us see in the following part.
