AYAT: A verse Of Qur'an

They arrived an hour ago, but suddenly Ashar had some office work that he needed to attend to after dropping Ayat off.

Right now, Ayat was sitting with Seher and Nayla, while Kinza was nowhere to be seen. She never interacted with Ayat, and Ayat didn't try to understand her nature either.

"Ammi, did Uncle and Aunt not come back from the hospital?" she asked again, noticing that no one else was in the house.

"Um, Samad came this morning and is in his room, but Rabiya is still at the hospital. Today, Sumaiya and Aafaque also went there to visit," Nayla explained, and Ayat nodded in response.

"Bhabhi, let's go! I want to show you my room!" Seher exclaimed excitedly, finally able to talk to Ayat properly now that they were married.

"Hmm, Ayat, go! She’s been eagerly waiting to show you her second house!" Nayla remarked, giggling, as Ayat looked at Seher, who was eagerly nodding and smiling.

"Okay, let's go then!" Ayat agreed, standing up as they both turned to head to Seher's room.

When they entered, Ayat found herself in a cozy room with a double bed decorated with unicorns and teddy bears. A small balcony was attached, featuring a cozy bed with a small table that held some snacks. Soft lighting hung above the bed, along with her small photos, and Ayat was mesmerized by everything.

"So, how do you like it?" Seher asked, beaming with happiness. Ayat, removing her veil, replied, "In your language, it's really ETHEREAL!" while smiling brightly.

"Thank you so much, Bhabhi! I actually decorated it myself," Seher said, side-hugging her in joy before letting her go.

"You sit here; I’ll bring you some coffee," she said. Ayat looked at her, confused, as Seher went to the balcony, but Ayat followed her and saw a small kitchen in the balcony with a coffee maker. Seher took a coffee cup from a drawer, poured it into the coffee maker, added water from a small bottle, and put sugar in, all while her eyes landed on Ayat, who stood at the entrance, still fascinated.

"That’s why I said it’s my second house," Seher laughed, and Ayat was entranced by the setup.

“It’s really, really nice! You know, it can be anyone’s dream room. You’ve decorated it so enthusiastically!” Ayat said, moving closer and sitting on the small cozy bed. Her gaze fell on a bookshelf inside the room.

"Oh Allah! You also read books, Seher!" she exclaimed happily, getting up to check it out. Seher’s smile dropped as she rushed over.

Ayat picked up one book, and Seher quickly ran to her side, flipping through its pages. As Ayat began to flip through the book, Seher swiftly took it from her, looking apologetic.

“The cover is so dark! Is it a horror book?” Ayat asked, confused. Seher let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

“Yes, it is a horror book!” Seher replied hesitantly, and Ayat grinned brightly.

“Okay, can I read it? I really love this kind of book!” Ayat said nervously, unsure if Seher would agree. However, Seher placed it back on the shelf with an apologetic look.

“Sorry, Bhabhi, but I can’t lend you this one... You can take this instead,” she said, handing Ayat a brightly covered book. Ayat felt sad but then smiled.

“No, it’s okay; I don’t want to read,” she replied, smiling nervously. Seher felt guilty, but she couldn’t do anything else.

“By the way, Bhabhi, you said, ‘you also read books,’ so who else reads?” Seher asked, changing the topic, and Ayat looked at her.