"Yes, if you hold on to patience and piety and the enemy comes rushing at you; your Lord will help you with five thousand angels having marks ( of distinction ) ~ Qur'an.
Assalamualaikum people. How are you?
I hope for the good in sha Allah.
Allah fulfils every one's needs and deeds.
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Zoha's POV
Am I wrong?
No!
Yes!
No!
Yes!
No!
Yes!!!!!
Aaahhhh!!
It's okay Zoha!!
I murmured again to intensify my emotional spirit.
This was the only thought since the time I knew about Farheen.
After heaving a full fledged restless sigh, I sat down huffing on the bed, leaving my scarf to fall down on the floor which I was trying to fold.
I was being this freak'in delusional from past minutes, trying to calm my racing heart.
Trying to knock some senses into my disheveled mind, that I shouldn't have to assume things beforehand.
I don't know her, I never met her in my life, ya Allah! How could I be so....?
Argghh!!
Ya Allah help me to be strong.
Yesterday when Samya asked why I'm not worried? How boldly I had said that I have tawakkal in Allah S.W.T and now I'm reacting totally different mahn!!
What happened to my spirit?
-Cat got your spirit or what dude?-
Zoha inside me asked.
Oh shut up will you?
I know I'm over thinking and I'm being a cry baby over nothing and..
'Assalamoalikum'
My head turned towards the door only to be greeted by Amaan.
'Oh!
Walekumassalam, When did you came?', I asked baffled but
softly, standing up.
'Ammm.. when you were busy murmuring something under your lips', he said raising his left brow, explaining.
Oh my Allah!!
I wasn't loud isn't it? I panicked.
'Oh!!', I replied in a haste and before he could asked me anything I asked Amaan to change whilst I go get some snacks for him, since he is going to wait for the dinner to eat with everyone.
Amaan didn't said anything but he eyed me suspiciously, I know he didn't buy whatever I said.
I turned to leave from the room but only after few steps I bumped into ....Am...Amaan..? I furrowed.
'Aaoow..., when did you came here?', I asked rubbing my forehead, with an innocent face to be added, baffled too.
'What happened Zoha? why do you look so stressed today?', he asked holding my both arms gently.
'No!! I'm not, I'm ok...', I replied quickly faking a smile to him.
He nodded and stepped back allowing me to leave.
He didn't buy a piece of what I said to him,
A.G.A.I.N.
Allah, please keep me sane.
May I live in peace.
.
.
.
.
.
Amen!!
Phewww........!!
I worked from home today, since I was in the bucket full of misery, I thought it would be better to stay home. I asked Nina to send me important files to check but I proved myself wrong as I did not even touched those files.
Since my head was full of nothings.
I was so full of efficiency today.
*note the sarcasm here*
~~~~~~
I kept the tray on the table whilst Amaan came out of the washroom, wearing only free trousers and towel hanging around his neck.
'Zoha?',
'Huh??', I asked,
Oops!! Not again, I zoned out eyeing my husband.
Wow!!
Just. wow!!
'You know you were...?', he started,
'Yeah yeah!!I know and let it be, wear something or you will catch cold',
'Yeah yeah!! Why not',
He laughed out the conversation.
Leaving me smiling.
'Ok ok I'm not teasing you, ok?', I nodded.
'Zoha?', he called me with a straight face, while holding the glass of juice in his hand.
'Hmm?',
I looked into his orbs filled with concern but he said nothing and after few seconds he avoided the conversation with me, saying.
.
.
.
'Nothing'.
I was hurt but I knew what he was going to ask and my reply would have been the same -nothing-.
Without saying anything I left from the room.
Tears threatening to come like always.
Sigh.
~~~~~
'Mom, you know?.........
I'm happy, I'm trying to move on and mom whatever piece of good I did in my life, Alhamdulillah Allah bestowed me with him. He cares for me, he loves me more than anyone can and he is a one overprotective husband of mine', I chuckled telling her that.
She was smiling, she was happy, for me, for her daughter, for her princess.
I placed my head on her lap, resting on my mom's lap was always happened to be the best thing for me.
Every time I find peace in that and right now I found peace after a long time.
I was contended.
'Mom?',
'Hmm..',
'Stay..... please', I said and looked into her glossy eyes.
I watched her hopefully, may be this time she'll agree..?
She smiled and replied.
'I'm happy for you, my baby, my love, may Allah grant you with all the happiness you deserve, may you live peacefully and gracefully,
Zoha, my baby have faith in Allah, he knows everything better than anyone can', she told me and stood up to leave.
I too followed her steps, but she was no where to be seen, I shouted and shouted for her, I was tired already, I slump down harshly hurting myself more, but I shouted again, may be this time she would listen and come', .....
'Mawm'....... I shouted, and sat up straight with a jerk, sweating badly, clutching the blankets on the bed.
Amaan got up after me, worried. Without saying anything he encircled me in his arms.
I started sobbing in his embrace, keeping aside the fact that he would not like this state of mine.
'Calm down Zoha, please baby calm down', he said rubbing my back. He didn't asked me anything for few minutes, giving me time to gather my disheveled inner state.
'I know you were disturbed today, what happened, Zoha? your nightmares shows up only when you are disturbed or when there is something disturbing you' he stated.
he is right, I was disturbed and right now I'm disturbing him too.
I looked down embarrassed.
'Nothing Amaan',
'Zoha, you are not at all disturbing me, did you heard that?', he scolded me, his voice heavy.
I know he might be thinking now that he shouldn't have said that.
I nodded in yes, lump in my throat was not allowing me to say anything.
My head still down.
'Zoha, tell me please, I can't sit here and watch you disturbed, love', he said pulling my head up with his finger.
Our eyes meeting, where mine was threatening to shed tears whilst his was in distress for his wife, who is a misery to herself.
After gathering and gaining my state of mind I said things which came out as a whisper, which I'm doubtful if it was audible.
'I'm sorry Amaan. I'm being over emotional'.
After seconds, when the words strike to him he asked slowly.
'About?'.
I looked into his eyes before speaking 'I'm asked to stay away from fa.. Farheen'.
He looked at me confused and his look of -who the watermelon Farheen is?-
Then soon realisation of Farheen is his cousin hit him straight,
And in no seconds his face changed to -oooo farheeeeen-, told me that he understood everything.
From the start.
'Zoha you know?, you scared me badly', he said circling me, he was out of distress now.
I affect you very badly Amaan. I'm sorry for this.
My head was rested in the crook of his neck this time.
Sending shivers to my body.
And than I word out my thoughts,
'I'm sorry', I whispered.
His muscles pulled tightly, he was now furious.
He had said that I'm no where at fault,
It is the matter of test by Allah S.W.T
I don't have to be this stressed.
'You don't have to stress over such things Zoha, you should have talked it to me already',
He sighed.
I nodded.
'We will together make sure, no one can harm us in any way, Alhamdulillah we have faith in Allah S.W.T', he said rubbing my arm gently, making me nod in yes.
'I love you for Allah's sake, and will always in sha Allah", he said to which I broke the hug to see into his eyes.
He placed a lingering kiss on my forehead after few seconds.
We both were lost in that moment, none was backing, we were loving this time spending together in the middle of the night.
We were not saying anything but the silence between us was saying everything.
His worry,
His concern
His care,
His kindness,
His loyalty,
His ....love,
His faith,
His DEEN.
Alhamdulillah.
Everything had to short lived so as this moment.
Alarm clock went on being the third wheel and shook both of us from our beautiful short lived moment.
I smiled at him.
Wholeheartedly.
'Let's start the day, shall we?', he said pulling his hand in front of me.
'Sure', I smiled making him smile too and giving my hand into his.
He kissed my knuckles and than my forehead again.
He was removing the blankets to leave for the washroom when I called him out,
'Hmm..?', he turned to me.
'Always be this way', I said feared.
'He came closer keeping his palm gently on my cheek, making circles from his thumb.
He smiled before saying 'always', making me close my eyes in peace and his love.
Jazakallah Amaan.
~~~~~~
After offering salah and reading Qur'an I went to the balcony.
Watching the sky made me remind something of mom and what she once told me.
~~flashback~~
I came back from my work and found my mom in the backyard. Mom was standing near one of her favourite flowers which were gifted by Aunt Farah, obviously.
She was looking at the sky and were murmuring something under her lips.
She was so calm.
No creases on her forehead nothing.
I was calmed when I saw her alright.
I went towards her and greeted her.
'Walekumassalam, how was your day, princess.'
She asked me, as always.
There is nothing different in every tomorrow, but mom ask me this every day.
'Alhamdulillah good, mom and what about yours?', I smiled.
'Alhamdulillah, mine too', she replied.
Curiosity in me pulled me to ask her what was she murmuring looking at the sky.
She smiled and told me.
'I was just thinking', she said simply.
I looked at her more confused this time.
She laughed at me and after few seconds with ever so calm state of hers, she proceeded.
'You know --
"Allah is Al- KHABEER"
'The fully aware',
He know everything, there is absolutely nothing hidden from him.
He know what is one's internal and external mind of state.
And
"Allah is Al- WAHHAB".
'The bestower', 'The giver',
'The one who is continuously bestowing us with
His favours,
His mercy,
And success upon us',
I was listening her very care fully.
After looking up at the sky she looked at me again
'After your dad passed, I thought my life has ended, there is nothing more to do with it, everything was over, who will look after the business and many more question like that arises in my mind.
But I had to live for you, and carrying my faith at that time was the toughest thing, but Allah S.W.T made me do that.
He made me live through that.
He made me to water you with the love for your lord and shape you into a beautiful flower you are'.
Whatever mom said made my eyes watery, yes she was concerned about the business and all but that case was handle by Zidan and we were happy with that.
At that time he only took over after confirming that I should take over when I reach twenty.
And he had said that I will be big enough than to take over my own business.
Mom's voice bought me out of my reverie.
'This world might give you everything but it will have the expectations of your returns also.
HE is the only giver, who gives freely and endlessly without expectations of any return.
Hold onto him tight Zoha, you will never found yourself in the misery and sorrow'.
~~~ flashback~~~~
Perhaps at that time I wasn't so sure about what mom was trying to explain me.
Thing which made through my mind was that Allah indeed bestowed us with everything.
And now when I think about what mom said, it is the same feeling but now I'm gifted the best in my life.
It is the ecstatic feeling which is intangible.
I cannot express these feeling to Amaan right now but I pray that Ya Allah gives my heart more strength and power to confess him every bit in me.
In sha Allah !!!!
I went down to Aunt Farah but she was already in the kitchen,
Starting to prepare for the breakfast.
'Assalamoalikum', I greeted which gained her attention to me.
'Oh!! walekumassalam, dear', she replied, with her always beautiful smile.
'Aunt Farah?', I called out innocently whilst she was taking out the things from the refrigerator.
'Yes dear?', she turned to me.
'What if I ask you to leave this on maids and come with me? What will you say? Huh?', I asked with puppy dog eyes.
Since the house is going to be glutted with unknown relatives (obviously for me)' for almost a week, I just wanted to talk.
She chuckled.
'Am I look like a bad lady to deny my daughters wish?', she asked thinking making me laugh.
'No, not at all', I replied making a pout which leads to both of us laughing.
We both left the kitchen onto maids to bring us breakfast in the backyard.
Talking with Aunt Farah is always time worth spending.
You can never get bored of talking to her.
She is love.
Right now we discussed about the wedding arrangements, to relatives, guest and whatnot. She decided everything roughly.
-A plan well made is half done- was said by some authorised person.
I chuckled thinking that.
After some more time she called out again, her expressions stick to
Worry.
'And Zoha...?', she trailed of my name, looking at me whilst taking my hands in hers.
'Yes Aunt?', I too looked at her, while her hands were wrapped around mine giving a warm motherly feel.
'Dear, I know Farheen, I just want you to try to avoid her because if she is here that means she is not going to leave any chance to made you feel any less'.
She continued
'And if by chance this happens make sure that you are not just listening her, ok?', I nodded.
'I wouldn't have said that to you if it wasn't Farheen we were talking about, I'm feeling too bad to say something like this for her and ashamed of myself as she is a daughter to me too, but I can't bear anything done to you',
'Do you understand Zoha?',
She explained and asked the latter. Before replying to her I looked at Amaan as he nodded in concern for me.
I too nodded to Aunt Farah, whilst Samya smiled to me.
Alhamdulillah.
For all the reason aforementioned and the things I forgot to mention to my Rabb.
Alhamdulillah.
I closed my eyes in contentment.
By that time Amaan and samya joined us too when Aunt Farah started talking about Farheen.
My train of thoughts broke by Amaan. Our break fast arrived at the same time.
I and Samya served everyone.
'Mom? I have a surprise for you people', Amaan chirped, making all of us look at him.
'Oh my Allah!! Am I going to be a grandmother?', she asked exaggerating her excitement,
making me blush and both the sibling started laughing.
Wow Aunt Farah!!, just few minutes ago she was making me feel all loved and now all embarrassed.
'Wow, I'm going to be aunt....? awesome', samya yelled, and looked at me to affirm her thoughts.
If I was little less embarrassed few moments before, then she didn't left the chance to dip me in the cup full of embarrassment.
My cheeks were burning due to blusmarrasment.
Yes I know there is no such word but this is what you get out of this kinda situation.
Hell yeah!!
'Sorry to burst your bubble mom and my oh so over-exciting- exagerating- things-for nothing-sister', Amaan smacked Samya while saying the same on her head and making us laugh for what lengthy Amaan said.
'Aaooo...., mawwwmmm?', Samya whined at her brother.
'I'm born in this too awesome family who literally change the track of the topic, seriously, dramatic peoples', Amaan teased, rolling his eyes and throwing his hands in the air to give more essence to the situation.
I smiled looking at my right now dramatic husband.
'Hah!! Why not? Don't forget you are THE elder brother and younger ones always learn from the best', Samya replied rolling her eyes and sticking her tongue out to her elder brother and pressing the THE in her reply.
'Good!! At least you remember that I'm THE elder one here', Amaan replied.
Where were me and Aunt Farah?
Well!! It is bit difficult to explain Aunt Farah but I was being entertained by them, they both were looking like the small kids who were fighting for there chocolates until Aunt Farah yelled them to stop.
'Enough!!'
'Amaan you are already married and Samya you are going to be a married women in no time, look at you people ..... wallahi I'm tired from both of you', she huffed.
This was it.
It was too silent and nothing of concern had to be taken care of.
Amaan and Samya both were looking at each other, their expression telling they were about to start again but Aunt Farah beat them both and started
'I don't know how I decided to marry them of?' bit angry she was.
Then and there our eyes connect and he was looking at me sheepishly.
I'm really going to tease him for this.
He is looking too adorable right now, my love.
Zoha?
What did you just said?
The Zoha inside me asked? A.g.a.i.n. -don't you think you asking too many questions?
And I did not said anything.-
Yes you did.
No I didn't.
Yes!
No!
Yes!
No!
My trance of thought broke when Aunt Farah asked Amaan about what was the surprise he was disclosing.
Really where did we reach.
Hahhaha.
It happens.
Most of the times.
Both the siblings are gonna miss
Each other in their lives.
'Yesterday, I met Yawar', he said, making samya's cheek heat with only the name of the man she is going to get married to and she was all ears now, with blushing cheeks and red ears.
Amaan continued, 'he asked me, if they can have there nikah on the ways of sunnat, Alhamdulillah', we smiled looking at each other, except Samya, she bellowed in joy.
Her overwhelming status was short lived as she soon realise where and with whom she was.
Her face emitted the situation of her heart.
I know how much of happy she was right now. The thing she had wanted every time.
I shifted to her and hugged her side ways. Looking at her we all started laughing at her.
She looked down out of shyness.
Few seconds ago these siblings were fighting like crazy and now all of a sudden she is blushing to the moon and Amaan smiling at her with all the love for his sister.
'I told him we want the same and that my sister was wishing for the same'
Amaan continued
'He was overjoyed ma sha Allah
and beyond happy to know that
samya thinks likewise'. Amaan informed us.
Making us happy and overwhelmed.
'Ma sha Allah! This is astonishing', Aunt Farah said and placed a lingering kiss on Samya's temple.
We were talking until Aunt Farah realised that now we should not waste the time and she than
dismissed all of us by appointing works to everyone.
Alhamdulillah.
~~~~~~~~
Tomorrow is Samya's nikah and our house was flooded with relatives I don't know any until Ayesha Appi came. She mirrors the image of whatever Samya described her like.
And ma sha Allah Beautiful as well.
If it have been me, we would have never talked to each other because of my reserve personality which I truly hate.
The charm she is, totally like Aunt Farah. Uncle Yusuf and Aunt Sana's family arrived today in the morning just after the Fajr.
Aunt Farah was quite concerned and worried for that Uncle Ubaid's family not came yet.
Uncle Usmaan with his family had came yester-night with lot's of gifts for everyone since he was not able to attend my wedding on such short notice.
Amaan had confirmed her that Uncle Ubaid has to run some errands and he'll be here any moment.
But still, she don't want any kind of trouble relating to anyone.
I was in the kitchen instructing maids for the snacks to be taken for the guests.
Samya was in her room with all the girls.
Safa and sidra are most beautiful two adorable girls aged fourteen.
Aunt sana is as sweet as her siblings.
Amaan says Uncle Usmaan reflects his father image more, despite of the fact that Uncle Ubaid is his twin.
Amaan loves him like a father.
Amir and Asif are two boys of Uncle Usman, both younger than Samya.
I chuckled remembering last night.
~~~Flashback~~~
We were informed that they were to come any moment by Aunt Farah. Everything was prepared before they arrive, the dinner, there rooms, etc.
When they arrived every one was joyous to meet each other.
Syed mansion was floating in the elated bliss.
Every one seems happy ma sha Allah.
Asif and Amir came in after like two minutes with a huge box which they kept on the table beside.
Aunt Asma explained that this is the gift from the boys to Samya.
Samya got real excited when they unwrapped it from the top.
Amir had asked Amaan to close Samya's eyes.
I heard uncle saying that it is a cake.
As soon as the boys unwrapped the box, it was getting hard to not laugh and than the hall was filled with laughter.
Amaan allowed Samya to open her eyes and see the wonders herself and he clutched his stomach laughing badly.
Uncle Usman said between his laughter 'I thought it is going to be a "normal" cake'.
The cake was very cute I must say.
There were three chipmunk standing on the single plate and 'Sam' was written on the middle one. It was very beautiful and cute though but I know that Samya was thinking different.
It wasn't hard to tell that boys were in big trouble now.
Aunt Asma came near Samya and said 'Sami, I'm with you darling',
Not in few seconds Uncle Usman joined 'me too, they are all yours dear', he said and looked at the boys.
Every one knows how badly she hate this chipmunk thing.
Hahaha......
Samya looked at both Uncle and Aunt Asma and nodded before saying a quick thank you and the chase was than began. She ran after Asif and Amir who already started to move.
In fear of getting murdered.
Haahahhaha..
'Samya cut the cake at least' Amaan yelled laughing.
'I'm not going to leave you too bhai, wait for me now', she said and disappeared from the hall after the boys.
Who know what's gonna happen.
~~~~flashback ends~~~~
I came out of the kitchen only to be bumped with Ayesha Appi.
'Oh I'm so sorry Zoha', she said worried.
'It's ok Appi, you ok?', I asked.
'Oh yes! I came to fill Arham's milk bottle',
'Let me..',
I was interrupted by some one greeting in the hall.
I and Ayesha appi both went towards the main hall.
'Assalamoalikum', someone said again from the main door, there were four people, 'Oh, uncle ubaid, walekumassalam, how are you?', Ayesha Appi said to him going towards him, I followed her lead.
'Alhamdulillah, very good dear, how is Arham and your husband?', he asked keeping a hand on her head out of love.
'Assalamualaikum' I greeted them too,
'I guess you must be Zoha, Amaan's wife?' Aunt Zeba asked.
I nodded and smiled, '
Aunt Farah and every one came in few seconds except Amaan and both the boys, Uncle Yusuf and Uncle Usman went towards Uncle Ubaid and Aunt Farah, Aunt Sana and Aunt Asma came to Aunt Zeba only after greeting the men's.
'Assalamualaikum!', Aunt Farah exclaimed happily with their reply in a row.
'Please come inside, every one', I asked politely.
'As if we will not' Farheen said sternly, rolling her eyes.
It was meant for me to listen.
She wasn't that loud.
'Yes every one, come in', Aunt Sana proclaimed.
When every one was settled than only boys came.
They were out to run some errands.
'Assalamoalikum, they greeted.
Amaan went to hug Uncle Ubaid and Fahad, boys following him.
All the girls were at one end and in the middle were all the Aunt's and then at the other end was occupied by the Uncles and boys with them.
'Congratulations Samya', Farheen chirped.
'Jazakallah Appi', Samya replied and nodded.
'How are you?' Farheen asked me.
'Alhamdulillah and what about you?' I replied smiling and asked the latter.
'Good... I'm good. Just appointed by a big company name 'SS', so work load'.
She replied with the big bang pride kept on her nose.
'Oh!!.. good',
'What is the full form Appi ?', Samya asked but was interrupted by Aunt Farah
'Farheen, when are we going to attend your wedding dear?', she asked smiling,
'Oh no!!... Aunt Farah I'm happy with my job right now, not in a mood to get married', she replied gently, smiling.
'Don't listen her Farah, we are looking for a suitable spouse for her, just tell me if you know any', Aunt Zeba said ignoring Farheen's last statement.
Farheen looked at her mom giving her a look which says she didn't liked whatever she said few seconds ago.
At the same time snacks arrived and I and Samya served them to every one. Ayesha Appi insisted but we denied her.
'Farah, your Zoha is beautiful ma sha Allah', Aunt Zeba said making me go all red.
My gazes shifted to Amaan and he was already looking at me, he winked at me and muttered something under his lips
before taking a sip of his juice.
'She is ma sha Allah', Aunt Asma agreed.
Aunt Farah smiled and said looking at me.
'Maybe I had done something good to have this girl as my daughter'.
All the room was filled with ma sha Allah.
Each time this lady made me love her more. She said things which I should be telling them.
Alhamdulillah.
For the flicker of the moment I saw Amaan's eye filled with tear.
This feeling is overwhelming.
I don't know how to handle these compliments.
When is this time going to last for?
My head was down out of shyness.
Samya was sitting beside me.
'My love. Your husband's eyes are fixed on you' she said chuckling.
Making me blood red.
'Samya, I'm afraid to say but if she didn't stop looking so beautiful and cute Amaan will sweep her from here', Ayesha Appi whispered to Samya which was meant for me listen.
Since I'm sitting in middle of both the ladies.
They both started laughing.
I was burning like hell out of blusmarrasment.
Aunt Farah stood up and asked me to come with her to prepare for the dinner.
Ayesha Appi followed us too as she had left Arham with Safa and Sidra and Samya followed our lead too.
After dinner we all went to our rooms.
'I saved you today', Amaan said keeping his laptop aside when I entered in the room.
He was on bed already?
'How?'
I asked confused.
'Mom would have send you to sleep with Ayesha Appi, if it wasn't me who argued with mom', he smirked saying that.
'Oooooooo..'I replied.
'What ooo?', Amaan mimicked me.
'I was okay with that', I chuckled,
Unwrapping my hijab.
He was watching my every move and making me conscious under his intense gaze.
After that I went to get changed and when after I came out of the washroom he was still siting crossed legs.
'Amaan.. you ok?', I asked sitting next to him and covered my legs with the quilt.
'You can sleep with out me?',
He asked, looking at me with a straight face.
I laughed out loud as soon as the question reached to my ears.
He was looking soo adorable.
'Amaan' hahahaha
'Seriously?' hahahaha
I laughed clutching my stomach.
'My too adorable husband', I said laughing.
'No not again, don't you get any other word to say?',
'Who in a world of human says adorable to a well built muscular man with a beard?', he asked playfully.
'Zoha', I replied chuckling.
I was smiling and in the spur of the moments he held my hands in his making the air intense.
My body went rigid.
He kept my hands on his shoulders.
Coming close to my ear and whispered 'I love you Zoha', his cheek touching mine.
My heart accelerating, breathes heavy.
All this because of the close proximity we were in.
He moved back only after kissing my cheek, but only few centimetres away. His orbs looking into mine.
Our souls again enter winged.
After few seconds he lean in to kiss.
Kiss?
Amaan?
Now?
Are we..?
Am I...?
Before anything his lips were already locked with mine. I didn't understand at first.
I was taken aback.
I was left in daze.
But he was gentle and he was waiting for me to reciprocate.
His lips were soft and tender.
I never knew this before.
My eyes closed accordingly.
Adrenaline rushing in my body. My heart keeps missing a beats.
And...... I gave in.
Because it is him.
It is Amaan.
I reciprocated his feelings.
It was something never happened.
This was beautiful.
His hands went to my waist and mine to his nape in daze.
It went for minute or hour, I don't know and not even wish to know.
When we both were out of breathe he pulled back our foreheads touching and eyes closed.
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
A lone tear escaped his eye.
Ya Allah I don't know how many times I should thank you for this gift in my life.
I kept my hand on his cheek, making circles from my thumb.
I touched him like this first ever time, willingly.
He opened his eyes amazed.
'Amaan..?'
'Hmm..?'
'You had put so many effort in me..',
'Zoha what....',
'Shhh', I kept the finger on his lips to stop him talking.
'Listen' I said, he nodded.
'With you,
I know, I can talk about anything, or sit by your side in complete silence' A tear escaped my eyes but I continued. He gestured me to stop but I wanted to speak.
'You see me at my worst, you had encountered me many times at night and you were always there for me, but you only talk about my best.
I will be happy for my achievements in future but you should know that you are the one known my insecurities and nobody else.
With you I'm comfortable, you should know - this means a lot to me.
Ever since we met, I wasn't expecting this special thing between us, I didn't knew that I can never trust anyone else as much as I trust you.
I can never come across any one like you.
I find this so amazing that once you were a stranger to me and now you means the world.
I'm afraid that I can't think of living without you in just the matter of four months.
I realise you could to wonders to my life'. I was sniffing and sobbing badly. He asked me to stop again but I want to finish what I started.
'I feel pathetic of myself when I can't reciprocate the love you had surrounded me with.
I wonder what great I had did to deserve you.
I look you as mine.
I admire you because you are you and Amaan I.. I can't live with out you'
I told him everything and sulk down.
Sobbing badly.
Still I didn't said him that I.. I love him.
I'm afraid I'll break.
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To be continued in next ........
My favourite part was Zoha's confession....
What was yours in this chapter?
Do tell me loves😘😘😘😘😘😘
I know I'm not a frequent writer plz bare with me.
It is the matter of time which I'm lacking.