Qadir: destined to be (Editing)

chapter_5

             Nasreen's P O V

The next morning, I woke up around 5:30 and performed my subh prayer, after that, I then recited some surahs from the holy Qur'an, once done I said some du'as then went back to bed.

I didn't wake up until 9:30 in the morning, I quickly stepped out of bed entered my ensuite, gave myself a quick scrub and then brush my teeth. once done, I stepped out, did the usuals then dressed myself in a brown Abaya and a matching veil. I wore a simple black flat shoe and took my phone in hand, taking a last glance at myself in the mirror, I quickly walked out of my room and to Nainah's, I told her to pls made my bed before traipsing away.

I went to Ummi's room and greeted her, after the short pleasantries she pray for me placing her palm on my head she recited some du'a (that's almost the culture of our home) once she finished I went to Ammi (my mom) I greeted her and she also did the same placing her palm on my head and recited du'a for me.

Lastly, I went to Abbu's room I knocked quietly and waited, shortly after, I heard his voice  asking me to come in I opened the door and walked in with my head hung low, he was sitting by the edge of his bed reciting the Qur'an.

He closed the holy Qur'àn, after reciting to the end of the verse, risen his head to look at me with a warm smile, I knelt before him.

"good morning Abbu" I greeted fixing my gaze on the floor

"morning dear, how was your night" he smiled

"Alhamdulillah" I smiled back at him widely

"Ma Sha Allah, that great to hear" he replied with a nod "I assumed your Mom's have prayed for you, so...." He looked up at me for confirmation

"Yeah they did, I went to them first" I confirmed and he nodded again

"Abbu" I called silently wishing my plan would work, "hmmm" came his short reply with his gaze some where else "can I pls go to Aunty zainab's" I asked politely. he was quiet for while, seems to be engrossed in what he was doing with his phone, his brows were drew together and his eyes into slit as he viewed what was inside the phone.

I waited, but he didn't answer me instead he was still into his phone, "Abbu" I called with a pout "uhmm" he still didn't look away from the phone "I'm talking" I spoke "you can go Nasreen, make sure to be back before sunset" he said still doing the task at hand "thank you Abbu" I rejoiced before getting to my feet.

                   Marwan's P O V

I was at my room laying face down on the bed, I was dressed in a white t-shirt and brown three quarter trousers chatting away on my phone. The disturbing noise coming from the parlor made me sit upright, is it Neelah that's making all this noise or what, it shouldn't be lemme check and with that I went out to the living room to see for myself

I saw Nasreen standing with Neelah in front of her "unbelievable" I said loudly enough for Nasreen to hear, I seriously wasn't expecting to see her "you, at my house" I inquired with a smirk risen my eyes at her "I'm here to visit you don't you like it" she asked  titling her head a little sideways "yes I don't like it, se yau kika ga damar zuwah" I asked playfully with a mischievous glint in my eyes "good" she said putting her butt on the comfortable couch "I'm not living since am not here for you" she said frowning her face

"uwar shagwaba sorry toh" I said walking to where she was sitting on the sofa and sat close to her "sorry neesy luv, am just kidding I don't want you to leave either" "hmm" she hmmed at me "hey don't get me wrong pls" I said a little worried

The sound of her laugh made me stared at her fazed, but she didn't stop "you know l know how to get to you and it works every time" she said stamping her feet on the ground amid her laugh "crazy girl" I said rolling my eyes like how she usually does with a small smile.

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Marwan was a twenty one year old guy with a sister neelah they are the only children of their parents

Their Mother Aunty zainab was a full house wife while their father Alhaji mukhtar umar was a banker they are stinking rich.

Mukhtar umar is a brother to Alhaji Yusuf umar ( nasreen Dad)

That means Marwan and nasreen are cousins

They were also best friend being the fact that they got along pretty well.

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Assalamu Alykum warahmatullah chapter five is down I know it not that perfect but at least support me we would soon be there

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