IMAAN🦋✨

Chapter four

We had such a great day, with yusrah being a sweetheart like she'd always done.
We dropped her at the gate since it was getting late and drove home.

I met mum in the parlor. She sat there and was doing her evening supplication like always. We greeted and asked how umma was doing. We talked briefly, its was not about anything serious actually, just a mother-daughter stuff.

I went up to my room. I had a long tiring shower. Changed into my pjamas and off to bed. My phone starts to vibrate all of a sudden. Just as i expected it was him. The call was nearly about to end and i let out a breath and sighed before picking up. That voice which gave me tingles all the time. Are you there? He asks after talking without having a response. I was daydreaming, ugh of what? How I felt when ever i heard his voice? Or why does he seem to be different from others (men), or because he h....

Imaan? He called my name again his voice a bit tense. Hy, how are you? I said knowing i had to start saying why i was absent minded. I'm fine, you? He asked back. I'm  good, which sounds more like a whisper.

Tell me?  He asked

What?

What's wrong with you babe?

Nothing actually. I said sharply sounding more convincing. The truth is i was a bit angry at him, we had some issues which got me irritated.

Is it still about the other day? He asked. Wow, now he's talking as if I'm making a big deal out of this. All those ladies? For goodness sake i have feelings too. I'm not cold to have seen him with them taking selfies without feeling jeal...  What? No. I'm not jealous, I just felt bad

WHO IS FAHAD

He's the first child, probably Yusra being the second and last born also(just like me). Famous, rich, much more like a celebrity since he was the famous Fahad Ameen, the Reporter and M.D of famous News station. Handsome, well i think he had almost all the features a woman would love. Lady's always been head over heels about him.

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Ok, I'm sorry. He said in a voice which sounds like he has surrendered.

Its okay, i said since it seems like he really meant it. We talked for what seems like hours before saying a good night 

Its a great day to start with. The weather. Birds chirping was just so perfect. I inhaled the cooling smell of nature as it went through my nerves. This was more like a therapy for myself because every piece of me feels at ease.

I took a shower. Dressed in white top with a red pant. picked  black scarf and most importantly a maroon with a touch of black kimono, i would have given an award to the first designer of kimonos. I just love them :). Put on my sandal and went downstairs

I met them already having breakfast, i woke up little bit late because this semester i didn't have those early  morning lectures anymore. It's my final year at the university and we are already in the second semester. Its only months away till i become a graduate.

Its been long but I'm back insha Allah
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