Naureen

"Razia..Razia Hamid" he replied

Blood drained from my face as I heard her name.

Her name, which I'll never forget. It was her.

"Everything happens as per plans. And it was already planned for her." He said in a low voice.

I stood there motionless, not uttering a single word.

"By the way let's not ruin this beautiful evening with sad stories of my life." He said wiping out his tears

"No...dont.. say like that.." I stuttered.

I didn't know what to I say.
I didn't have any words. My throat went dry.
 
"Hey, Hamid come let's have dinner." Bilal interrupted us.

"What..is everything alright?"  he asked noticing Hamid's face. It surely showed he has cried before.

"Yes.. I'm fine.. was just talking with Saif's teacher" he said shrugging.

"Oh..Naureen is Saif's teacher? I didn't know that Saif goes to same school where Naureen and Sidra teach" Bilal said with raised eyebrows .

"Yeah.." was my only reply.

"Come on let's eat" Hamid went off with Bilal and I walked back to Sidra.

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We headed towards the dining area. A table covered with rose petals was specially designed for the new couple. They sat there, happiness glowing in there eyes.

The couple were supposed to feed each other their first bite of food.
Sidra fed first, and then it was Bilal's turn he took a morsel and raised it towards her mouth, but before she eats it he pulled his hand back and ate it, with wide smirk on his face.

"What?.." Sidra was puzzled at his reaction.

"I think Bhai loves food more than Bhabi" Bilal's sister commented to which everyone chuckled.

"Fine then go get marry your beloved food." Sidra huffed.

"Hey, don't get angry. I was just kidding." Bilal chuckled at her behaviour.

"Here you go" he said as he moved his hand to feed her

But Sidra being the stubborn  didn't even opened a inch of her mouth. She pressed her lips in a thin line.

"Come on, Sidra. I'm sorry don't get mad at me on the very first day . On 'wedding day' " Bilal said holding his ears between his fingers.

"Aww.... I didnt think you would take it that seriously. I was just messing with you." She said with a wide grin.

"Oh my dear wife. You have to pay for this, wait until we reach home" Bilal simpered.

Sidra blushed at his words and hid her face in embarrassment.

I felt happy seeing them together. They were surely made for each other.

I sat with Sidra's cousin's for dinner. The food was delicious but I was not in the mood of eating. I lost my appetite.

I didn't said anything about Hamid and Saif to anyone. Not even Sidra. I didn't want to spoil her big day with my sorrowful problems.

Soon we all finished up with dinner and were gathered at the exit as it was time for Rukhsati.

Sidra cried and hugged her parents. I just hate this moment of wedding. The surrounding was silent, only the low sound of sobs were heard.

Sidra turned towards me. It was my time to bid her goodbye.  Tears welled up in my eyes as I hugged her.

"I'm... going...to.. miss you" I  said between sobs .

"I'll miss you too" she weeped.

I wanted my best friend by my side when I was going through tough times but she was leaving me and I can't stop her.

"We'll meet soon." I said composing myself.

"Very soon" she said with a small smile.

"Take care" I smiled back.

"Take care of yourself and Ayaan too." she winked.

Ah...this girl will never change

I smacked her arm playfully. She just pouted in response.

She sat in the car and they drove off. We all eyed the car till it was vanished from our gaze.

We were back home. There was not much conversation between any of us as we were all tired and headed straight to our rooms, for which I was very thankful.

I prayed Isha salah and rested myself on the bed. Rested will not be the right word as my mind was all filled up with the conversation I had with Saif's dad.

I was filled with guilt. My one silly mistake made a little boy lose his mother, a man his wife. I ruined their family.

But was it really my fault?
It wasn't in my hand. Allah(SWT) has every right to take away anybody's life, anytime he wants.

My heart said that It wasn't my fault but my brain doesn't seem to accept this.
I didn't know what I should do. How I should feel? 
I didn't said anything to Mr.Hamid about what happened that day. I didn't have strength in me to do it.

What if he finds out about it?
What if Saif came to know about it? They'll just hate me forever.

I tried to clear my mind and focus on sleep but I couldn't believe it was happening again and it was not new for me- Couldn't  sleep 

Here I was taking steps forward, trying to move on but I was again pulled back. Back into the same path, a circular path which never ends, it goes on continuing. It has no end.

I was exhausted but my body didn't care about it. I shifted in the bed, which was suddenly hard as a stone, and punched my pillow into different shapes like that would help, even though it never did.

I was wide awake staring at the ceiling with only one hope, 'ALLAH'.
He made me fall into this situation and there must be some reason about it.
He is the best of planners.
And I know that 'Allah never burdens a soul beyond what it can bear'.

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