AYAT: A verse Of Qur'an

Today was the second day of Eid. Ashar was coming from the airport with Asad beside him. After stepping outside, he called his secretary to send his car. In 15 minutes, his black Mercedes Benz arrived. He and Asad got in, and the driver started to drive.

"Have you told everyone about your arrival?" Asad asked, noticing that Ashar was absorbed in his mobile. Ashar looked up at him with a serious expression.

"They know I’m coming today!" he replied. Just then, his phone rang, and he saw it was his father, Abbu. He answered immediately, moving slightly toward the window.

"Hello, Abbu!" he said in a neutral tone. Saleem's stern voice came through the line.

"Where are you?" Saleem inquired. Confusion rose on Ashar's face.

"I just came outside the airport and I'm sitting in my car... on my way home?" he said in disbelief. Saleem scoffed and then attempted to speak calmly.

"Come to the company first. I’ll meet you there!" Saleem ordered before abruptly ending the call. Ashar looked at his phone, puzzled.

"What happened?" Asad asked, sensing his confusion. Ashar broke free from his thoughts and looked at Asad.

"Abbu said to come to the company first because he has something to discuss!" he speculated, and Asad shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh! Are you going there directly?" Asad asked, raising his eyebrows. Ashar nodded in response.

"Don't worry; the driver will drop you at your apartment!" Ashar assured him, then returned to his mobile. Asad nodded in understanding.

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Meanwhile, Ayat was praying Asr. After finishing her dua, she folded up her prayer mat and placed it aside. Just as she finished, there was a knock at the door. She looked toward the entrance and saw Nayla standing there with some clothes in her hands. Ayat smiled as she closed the drawer.

"What's this, Ammi?" she asked, straightening herself and approaching Nayla, who placed the clothes on the bed. Nayla took her shoulders and gently guided her to sit down before joining her.

"Ashar is coming today, right?" Nayla said, and Ayat nodded.

"So, my beloved daughter, you have to wear these," Nayla said, pointing at the clothes. Ayat frowned slightly as Nayla continued.

"I wanted to tell you that Ashar likes western clothes, so I’m offering you these. He will love it!" Nayla explained, causing Ayat's eyes to widen. She looked at the outfit: a fuchsia pink skirt with dark fuchsia flowers and a white shirt.

"But Ammi, I don't wear clothes like this!" Ayat protested. Nayla picked up the shirt and held it against Ayat’s body.

"Beta, it will look great! And it's your husband’s favorite style, so you should do what makes him happy, right?" Nayla said with a bright smile. Ayat nodded reluctantly, still looking uninterested.

"Okay, go get ready! He'll be arriving anytime," Nayla instructed as she stood up, satisfied. Ayat nodded and watched her leave the room.

Taking the clothes, Ayat walked to the mirror. Removing her hijab, she tried on the shirt and skirt. It actually looked good, though it felt strange since she had never worn anything like it before. Without wasting any time, she went to the bathroom with a forced smile to get ready before his arrival.

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Ashar instructed the driver to take him to the company, and after a few minutes, they arrived at the location with 'Sayyed Enterprises' written in bold letters.