My Salvation (CURRENTLY EDITING)

Chapter 10

'Are you sure you're okay?' Mr Aadil asked for the 10th time now. Honestly, it's really a sweet gesture for him but I'm getting a bit irritated now.

'Yes, I'm 100% sure I'm fine.'/After my scream n cries he rushed to my room and checked what the heck happened.  And since then he's asking what happened. I'm just shrugging that topic as I don't want to really tell him about my nightmares. So I just stated that 'It was a scary dream, that's all.' But he's still here. Not sure to actually believe me. My god... I actually am gonna get tired while explaining to this guy to not to worry. You may be wondering what actually happened. Well, let me explain to you in a much detailed way.

THE DREAM

I see my best friend Hafsa, who was there with me since my childhood. She knew how my life was and whatever went through. She was a kind of support system for me.

I had planned to meet her up on a Tuesday evening, as I was frustrated and wanted to be able to lighten up my heart and that was exactly why I had called her to do. I waiting in a nearby park for her. I saw her across the road waving at me. And she was going to cross and suddenly two built up men came in frontof her with a knife in there hand. And before I could do a move they just shoved the knife inside her. My only, ONLY friend was murdered in front of my eyes and I could not do anything. I ran towards her and took her in my lap, she just told something that pricked my heart and realisation dawned me, 'Nawal, wheneveryou wish to talk to me just come on my grave baby. And I'll answer all your questions the day we meet in Jannah. Your friend is always beside you dear. AllahHafiz.'

There I saw her taking her last breath. And...and she died in front of me on my lap. I pleaded her not to leave me but she did not listen to me.

THE DREAM ENDS

Mostly in movies and stories, the dead person comes back to life but in reality, this never happens. Why always the person who means everything to us leaves us always. And with this again my tears betrayed me. But I wiped it before he sees them and starts asking again.

'You know what? I'm not going to take any more risks. I'll just sleep on the couch, just in case you need my help or anything. And no more debating Miss Ibrahim.' He..what? How can I let MY boss up on a couch? Chuck the couch off, I mean he is a freaking NON-MEHRAM!  I can't allow a stranger I mean a non-mahram in my room when I am half dead! Why is he doing this anyway? I'm not really habitual to people caring about me since.... well, it never happened. So what do you expect me to do? Simply agree to someone to help me? Of course not! But then, I have been arguing with this stubborn guy and his response is still the same - not agreeing with me. I sighed, not really having much energy to argue with him. So I just said 'Okay' and he got excited like a kid when he's taken to Disney land. Well, didn't expect to see the little fun side of Mr Grumpy guy but I'll be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. As I laid back on the bed, he came with only a pillow. I raised a brow and probably my face clearly saying the expression 'Really? Just a pillow?' Which he just shrugged and just said 'I'm used to.' Well, can't argue with him anymore, can we?

Before I went to my sleep land, I made a quick dua to Allah to protect me from these horrifying nightmares. Soon I drifted to sleep.

Even though I couldn't get much sleep, I somehow am currently at the conference regarding our project. Like I had to take 4 cups of strong coffee to keep myself awake. Literally. Guess I have to do this until reaching my hotel room and sleep for the whole time.

The partners we are working with are one of the most popular brands in Saudi Arabia and is famous too in other countries like Switzerland, France, Germany and many more. I actually never heard about this brand as it became popular around the time I moved from this place. Now when I saw their variety of products, clothes I'm like, 'Damn! Gotta go shopping real soon.'

As I was just the assistant, my boss suggested me to take notes and keep an eye on every single thing. I mentally scoffed at this guy's words. Really? As if I can't do any of this stuff. Anyway...

I noticed that the guy, Mr Hussain, was not really sure for this deal. But in the end, he agreed and soon we'll be partners and work for our company's biggest project so far. It's actually really exciting that I'm going to be a part of this adventure. Fingers crossed that my brain won't be exploded with the stuff my boss aka Grumpy guy says. The brand "Get fab n jazz", which we are working with, have amazing stuff in their stores. Even though it's a somewhat new store, people actually love their stuff, making them the most popular store in Dammam and the entire Saudi. During this meeting, I noticed that Mr Hussain kept glancing at me as if he is figuring who I really am. And I don't know why and how but he really looks similar to me. Maybe I have seen him on the news? Social media? Can't really figure with my sleepy mind. 'You mean your sleepy body and soul?' My conscience mocked me.

After two and a half hour of meeting, here I'm finally in my room! I just finished praying Maghrib and Isha as I prayed Asr back in the office. And yes, I have taken the Quran from my suitcase. I decided to read a few pages and then I'll sleep.

After an hour or so, I was really feeling tired and quite sleepy even though I had taken my 7th cup of coffee. Well, my sleep is more strong than coffee then! I closed the Quran and kept it aside and quickly closed my eyes so I won't miss even a single second of sleep.

A vibration woke me up from my deep slumber. 'If I won't pick it'll stop and won't be bothering me.' I said. But what if it is an emergency?! I don't know why I feel that with this phone call something wrong is going to happen.

I picked up the call and answered "Hello?!" hearing the reply I dropped my phone on the bed.

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Guys what do you all feel about this phone call and who do you think it is? Do mention in the comments.

How was the dream of her friend? I personally felt sad about it. It is a very sad feeling of losing the friendship. Do let your friends know that you are there for them always!!

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