Door to Jannah

Chapter 31

"Everyone who came to our life is like a book, they teach us something we didn't know before. Lucky are those who are able to take the best lesson to make themselves better."

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Ahmad's POV

"Ayeshaaaa." I shouted for the third time. Why do girls take such a long time to get ready?

We were getting ready for the simple sunnah nikah of our best friends and Ayesha was taking a lot of time to get ready. I had to leave Shirana to college for her class test and then we had to proceed for the nikah.

"I am ready bhai." Shirana said still focussing on her book as she had her test.

"Your bhabhi isn't ready yet." I told her and she did not give heed to my words as she had her eyes and brain focussed on her books.

"Which footwear should I wear? Flat or heal? I think heal is better." Ayesha said with her heals on one hand and flat ones on the other hand.

"Flat." I and Shirana said in unison.

"But I wanted to wear heals. Why do you people want me to wear flat?" Ayesha sighed.

"Because heals give elegance look to your personality and you look more attractive when you wear heals. When you wear hijab you don't want to be attractive right? So avoid heals. Masha Allah you have a good height and you'll look taller when you wear heals and will eventually become the point of attraction and if you even doesn't have a good height then don't worry, Allah gave you that height so be content." Shirana said raising her head from the book and I smiled to her answer.

"And medically you should avoid heals as it strains your legs and it has some side effects too." I said to her with a wink.

"Okay Mr. Doctor." She said while taking her hand to her head like a soldier whilst in attention and we laughed.

Shirana resumed with her book and Ayesha was still getting ready, urgh these girls. She was wearing a heavy embroidery pink colour plazo with a long kurta. I couldn't revert my gaze from her, what if any male person gazes at her like this? I fear that I'll punch him right at the nose. Ayesha picked up the abaya and the hijab from the cupboard which gave me a sigh of relief. She dressed herself modestly and was trying to put up the hijab with pins while Shirana helped her.

"You look beautiful, and don't apply makeup as it will beautify you artificially in front of non mahrams. Wait untill you wear niqab. You can do it as no one will be able to see your face when you wear niqab." Shirana said and a small smile crept at the side of my lips.
My small sister has grown up so much that she is guiding people to islam. Once we were worthless...

"Bhai stop blushing while staring bhabhi. You have lifetime to stare at her, now come on I am getting late for my test." Shirana said and I realised I was staring at Ayesha even though I wasn't conscious of it. I wish she knew that I have only months with her not the whole life.

"I am ready from so long, it's you girls who are late." I said while gripping up my car's key and making a 'huh' face so as to hide my blush.

"Bhai don't hide your blush, I can still see you blushing." Shirana said in a loud voice as I was leaving the room.
I did not even glance at Ayesha after Shirana pointed it out. Allah, she must be thinking I am girl because boys don't blush. Do they?

I hurried to my car and horned for the girls and after a while the girls appeared in their black attire. Ayesha was still looking cute in hijab and I pray that she will wear her niqab soon because face is the main door of beauty, if you have closed the other doors except the main, then there's still a huge possibility of fitnah.