"Okay... Okay, mom. Thank you so much much and for all of the support you had been giving me, I truly appreciate all of that Mom. You truly are the best Mother in the whole world".
" Of course, my child. I'm always the best! The perfect mother and a perfect wife... Or what do you think, Ibrahim?". She asked while she fixed her gaze on Dad.
" Yes, my beautiful. You're the best in everything". Dad replied with a soft smile.
"Dad, don't you think it's time to take Mom home? This hospital of a thing always suffocate me". Zee suggested while facing Dad.
"Yes, my dear. That's why we were all here this early..... Don't you worry, we'll all leave as soon as we can. We all know how you hated hospital but.... Let's make something clear, you're not the patient
Aryan's POV"Yes, please. You can give her a call but that should be for the wedding and the reception. I want a different hall for both, and about the suit, do you think we should still go for that white?"Of course, Aryan. It will definitely look perfect on us."Yeah, I agreed with you on that. That reminds me, you don't have to order for the wedding dress since you'll be the one to order for the kaftan's, I'll order for the suits from next week, I'll ask Jasmine to handle that. And my wife's gown, I want Jasmine to specially made it for her"."Your wife?" He sneered."Very soon, idiot.""Hahahahaha, it seems that my friend can't wait anymore, right?. " He asked with that stupid smirk plastered on his face."Shut up Malik. And, will you just leave already? I'm tired of seeing your face"."You wound me Aryan". He dramatic
Aisha's POV"So, why don't we just get back to work love.""No, not now. I do want to have some alone time with you- No work, No intruder. Just, you and I." He stubbornly told me."Aryan! Wait a minute, were you lying to me earlier when you had told me that- you are sick?!"."Sick?!". He repeated.What's wrong with him? Weren't he not the one who had called me earlier and said- he was feeling a terrible headache?"Oh! yeah, about that. Yes, that's true but I'm now fine... I guess". He gave me a sheepish smile."Aryan! Why do you have to lie to me? You're a brute! You know that.?""No, I hadn't lie my love." "But your face says it all.""Okay, fine! I admit, I was lying but it wasn't my fault. I only wanted to see your face.""Oh really?!""Yes, love.
Aisha's POV"Princess, what's your daddy's name who also has this same mole like us?. I would also like to meet him too.""His name is Yusuf, Aunty. Yusuf Abduljawad.""What?!!!"I stood in front her speechless, I don't even know what to say. How could this be happening? Her father's name is alsoYusuf Abduljawad, he's also a doctor just like Daddy and- he also has the same mole too.What's happening?Flashback"So, what's this your Father's name?"."Yusuf""What?! That's my husband's name! I mean, he bears same name with my husband. What a loser! Thank goodness my husband is not like him. So, what about his profession?""He's a doctor"
Aisha's POV"Ladies!" Aryan called while taking a sit beside his sister. And Dad also followed him too.I thought... I thought he wouldn't come down stairs again?". I thought as I look at him with a quizzical face."And, who are your ladies?." Fatima asked dangerously while placing her left hand on her side waist and pointed out an index finger at him."You two, of course." he replied smirking."Unbelievable!" She murmured rolling her eyes. "I wonder when he's going to stop been a dumb." she muttered under her breath but I could hear her very clearly.I smiled mentally because I don't want to face Aryan's wrath."Hey! I heard you.!" He said glaring at her."Well, it was meant for you to. I'm not scared of you.""Can you two just stop your silly argument for now? Your future wife is here and you! Have some s
Aisha's POV"Hello?." I said once I slide to answer."Aisha dear." The voice called out my name lovingly.I know who that voice belongs to. I can never be mistaken."Daddy?!.""Yes, Aisha.""Daddy! It's you? But wh... why haven't you called ever since these days?.""I'm so sorry my dear, I've been quite busy that's why and.... I was also trying to give you sometime alone. I had showed up all of a sudden, though I know I asked for your forgiveness and you had forgiven me but still dear, I still feel ashamed of myself, I don't want to intrude into your already happy life. You've always been happy even after when I had left you and your mother, I just don't want to add more problems for you... that's why." He explained."Of course not Daddy, you aren't creating problems for me. You're my father, rem
Aisha's POV"As salamu Alaykum (peace be upon you).""Wa alaykumu Salam (peace be upon you too)."" Aisha, you're here already? So, how was it dear?." Mom asked immediately I entered the house. I saw her sitting on the couch and I moved closer to her. I slumped myself lazily beside her."You're tired, aren't you?." She asked in a concern tone." More than you can ever imagine mom. This wedding is really stressful than one could think."" It's not dear, you're just seeing it in that way. So, how was the meeting? Did it go smoothly?.""Yes, yes... How was it? Did you and Aryan met him?." Zee chimed in from no where as she also slump herself beside mom at the right side. I had taken a sit beside her at the left."Actually, no.... Something came up at the work, so he had to stayed back. He couldn't make it.""Oh
Aisha's POV"Hello, Dad.""Yes dear, how are you doing?." He asked cheerfully. "I'm fine Daddy.... actually, u had called you for a big reason.""Really? What's that my dear?.""Why don't you just guess first, Dad.""Oh! Aisha, you know I'm not that good at guessing. You know, your Mom always get mad whenever I said something like this to her." He said, sadly. I could sense the sadness in his tone."Okay, I think I should just say it then. I have a good news for you."
Aisha's POVWhat?!! He wants to pay for my dowry?! Is he crazy? Why paying for my dowry today? Why the hurry? If he paid for my dowry now, didn't he know that I would Islamically (Religiously) become his wife? And what about the wedding? He had said that we're getting married in two weeks time, right? Then, where's this craziness coming from all of a sudden?luckily for him, Dad and Mom accepted his offer. In fact, they had told his parents to take me to their home but Aryan refused, he told them he'll only take me once the wedding is done. But, what's the difference? He has paid the dowry already which means, Islamically (Religiously)- I'm now his wife.Aryan just can't be predict sometime.Though, I was happy because- I know that he loves me so much and he was only trying to proof that to me, which I don't mind.