It is Thursday, so enable to fast okay. (Sunnah) May Allah (swt) accept our silent Duas. Ameen❤️💕

So, I decided this morning to add the tags Qur'an and Hijab, and we already ranked 15 and 30 respectively. Oh ya Allah, I am so happy.
I always feel encouraged and happy whenever I view the ranks.❤️💕
May Allah continue to increase us all in knowledge.
Ameen❤️💕
"Jazakumullahu khair❤️💕"

Aa'yat's POV

Are you in love with someone else? Or what? I asked causally.

"Please say no... Say no....."  I begged with my subconscious.

Yes I am. He answered yet calmly.

"Ouch💔, okay then" I added with my subconscious.

Who is she??? I fired back.

"Ya Allah please let it not be inny please.... My guesses shouldn't be right. I already started my journey to being a better muslimah, Grant me just this one wish."  I begged yet again.

Inayat Yusuf. He blurted out carelessly.

"This is it!!!! My heart aches already".....

What???? My roommate? I asked furiously.

Yes I guess.... He blurted yet again.

And you are even saying yes huh??..... I widened my eyes.

No, I mean yes... Uhmm it isn't what you think. He stammered as I walked furiously to my hostel.

He hurried after me as he said; Wait Aa'yat, it isn't what you think okay. Can you just wait and listen to me please. But I kept walking on.

We walked past social center and eyes were already trying to watch the little scene ongoing.

Please Aa'yat, for the sake of Allah. He begged once more and I halted.

For the sake of Allah it is I mouthed as I stood still till he caught up with me.

Thank you. He heaved a sigh of relief but I didn't even say a word.
I mean, I am pissed, real pissed! Not that I didn't see this coming, but I really didn't expect it to be true.

Listen to me okay. He started just as he stood somewhere close to me still maintaining a reasonable distance.

I don't need an explanation Junaid, I am not really pissed at you. I am pissed at myself, my life, my fate and everything!. I answered back.

I always knew you had a thing for her, I mean she is your style, so perfect and Ma Sha Allah. Anything someone like you would want in a lady. I added and he smiled.

Smiling huh? I asked fiercely.

No, I am sorry. He said as his smile faded instantly.

She is all you want. I continued. Whereas I on the other hand, just started my journey on becoming a better person. I lack in so many ways.... I sobbed silently as he cuts me off.

No Aa'yat, you aren't okay. And stop saying someone is perfect okay, only Allah (swt) is perfect. He comforted as I nodded back.
You are both pretty in your ways okay, so don't compare yourself to her. Never compare yourself to anyone. He completed.

But you don't want me. I pouted sadly. It is her you want. I added as I started walking again.

I like you Aa'yat, I do. He confessed and I paused.

That sounded a bit reliving I must say, but I still wasn't satisfied.

But you don't love me right??? I asked as I held my heartbreak in tightly.

I also do. I like and love you for the sake of Allah. He completed.

That is so nice. What was I expecting. I said out to him.

He didn't utter a word as he just stared at me bluntly. He just kept exhaling out of distress or should I say frustration.

You see Aa'yat, we as humans plan, but only Allah (swt) executes. That is what my heart says for now that I love her, but you don't know what the future might tell. Why don't we all just calm down, pray and anticipate what Allah has in store for us. She doesn't know about all this yet and besides, it is all for the future.
May Allah (swt) give us the best. He finally let out.

Now that sounded reliving. I think I still have a chance. My subconscious cheered.

Thank you for the advice Junaid. I think I should get going. I finally said as I walked towards my hostel.

Bye Aa'yat, Take care okay. He baded and I smiled back.
I knew he wasn't satisfied with my reaction but I just left. I could feel him still standing there perhaps waiting for me to reconsider my actions but I just didn't want to talk anymore.

Upon entering my hostel, I checked the time and it was minutes past time for Asr. Junaid of course must have excused himself one way or the other in a way to observe his solat.

Astagfirullah. I muttered as I quickly rushed to the tap to perform my Ablution.

After I was done, I declared within me that I was going to fight for my love for Junaid no matter what. He once told me that one of the best ways to call unto Allah (swt) is whilst on sujood (prostration), So I am going to use this sword to fight off my rivals.

I got to my room and met Inayat and Sabeerah in a state of happiness.

"Way to go hubby snatcher, after charming my crush and leaving me heartbroken, you are here laughing."
Why am I even stressing myself? She doesn't even know she has what is mine. What a lucky girl. My subconscious jam-packed.

I exhaled out all my frustrations as I walked in with a Salaam.

Assalamualaikum girls. I greeted with a smile.

Wa'alaikum Salam. They chorused.

How was the lecture? Inayat went further as I pulled out my prayer mat.
"As if it wasn't the same lecture we attended" my subconscious eyed.

Let it go Aa'yat, it isn't her fault so let's be cool. I countered.

It was fine Alhamdulilah. I answered back.
And yours? I added.

Alhamdulilah. she answered.

We were waiting for you since, we made lunch. Yours is in the flask over there. Sabeerah pointed out as I smiled.
Thank you both, I really am starving. I muttered as we all chuckled.

It took you quite sometime to arrive back here, but thank God is isn't cold yet. She added.

Yes, I was with my friend Junaid. I blushed as they stared at me plainly.

Okay... Sabeerah finally said as I turned to start my prayers.

"By the time I beg Allah (swt) to fix my love deep into your heart on every sujood, you would finally be mine Junaid."  I concluded as I started my prayers.

                   Inayat's POV

Yes, I was with my friend Junaid. She blushed.

Sabeerah and I took quick looks at each other and I could feel disapointment written on all my face. My happy mood Immediately reduced drastically from 10 to 0.

I only saw them together once, but I had a very bad feeling that they were going to keep seeing each other.

So he likes her huh?
Woah... I thought he doesn't talk to girls. I started as I pondered on my thoughts.

Then why her?. I continued.
He must have really seen something he liked in her. Could it be her face? I mean of course she is pretty. Very pretty at that, but I also am. I sighed.

Sabeerah woke me out of my thoughts as she called out my name.

What? I asked sadly.

Let's go out. She whispered as she stood and went out.

I dragged my feet sluggishly like a woman who just lost her husband as I followed her out.

Don't tell me you are affected by what she said. Sabeerah started.

No, I am not.
(I sort of lied).

Don't lie inny, I know you. She stood firmly.

Astagfirullah it is bad to lie. I finally let out as I answered with a yes, I am sad.

Why? Because she might have a chance with Junaid??? She asked.

Yes. You know I like him eerah, but I can't just tell him. I mean, it is not wrong Islamically for a lady to tell a guy how she feels, but we are still in our teens. I mean it is not like I can marry him now. I heaved a sigh of defeat.

It is not like she can marry him either. Sabeerah countered.

But he talks to her, which is very rare. And what if he likes her already and they are planning a future together. I pouted in sadness😪.

Don't be silly girlie, why don't you find out what is going on before just jumping into conclusions. She comforted.

How? Just how? I answered. I can't think of any way to go around this. It is not like I can face him and ask and it isn't also like I can just go ahead and ask her either. I answered.

Just breathe babe, Sabeerah said as she pated my shoulders.

Ya Allah, my heart is in distress and it feels like I can hardly breathe, the thought of her marrying the man I love alone breaks my heart into several pieces. Ease my pain ya Allah, if he really is going to be mine, then take his eyes off others. And if  he isn't going to be mine, then pair him with the best. Ameen I prayed with my subconscious.

I am not even sure if he likes me eerah, the only hope I am holding unto was when you said you caught him on several occasions stealing a glimpse of my face before lowering his gaze. I said out as she exhaled.

Yes inny, and that was long before she came into the picture. Things might have changed okay, So you need to suppress your feelings in order to avoid getting hurt in the future. She consoled yet again.

So true, I would include it in my Duas. If he is mine, then Allah (swt) should strengthen and guide our love till the time is right to finally be together, and if he isn't, then Allah (swt) should take him and replace him with who is best. I answered with a smile. Leaving everything to Allah made my heart beat suddenly back to normal. He is so trustworthy.

That is my girl! Sabeerah cheered. Now don't be all stuffy and rude to her okay. We aren't sure of anything yet. Plus I trust you. She said with a smile on her face as we both chuckled.

C'mon, whatsoever the outcome might be, I would still love Aa'yat as my sister, my Muslim sister at that. Surely, It was meant to be that is.
She is so sweet and nice too and I am sure the feeling is mutual.  I concluded as she gave me a yes nod and we went back in.

We met Aa'yat already eating the food Sabeerah and I cooked happily.
Well, Sabeerah did most of the work as I just assisted with the handing of utensils.
"Wink😉".

Thank you so much girls, this tastes so good. She praised as she kept the empty flask to sit with the other dirty utensils at the corner of the room.
She is so sweet with words. Such a happy child.  I commented with my thought.

She opened her handy purse and told us she would be back soon as she wanted getting drinks from the cafeteria downstairs.

Her phone rang minutes later and Sabeerah peeped at the caller ID. It was her mum.

Minutes later, she came back from where she went and Sabeerah told her she missed a call. "Your mum called you." She spelled out.

Oh, Thank you. She said as she checked her notification.

I would have to call her back now. She said as she sat back on her bed.
Meanwhile, have some drinks. She offered as she opened thr nylon containing varieties of drinks.

We refused at first, but she insisted and added it was her way of saying thank you for the lunch.

We both thanked her as we took a drink each. Sabeerah took fanta while I took fresh yo. It is my kind of thing. I have always loved yoghurts.

She dialed her mum as they began their conversation.

Seconds into the call and she started saying some scary words.
Just calm down mum okay...
I can't hear you....
Get out of there.....
What is happening?

She stood from where she sat immediately as she kept on repeating those words, this time Sabeerah and I lingering around her to keep calm.

She let out a subhanallah and lastly "Innalilahi wahina Ilahi Raji'un." before the call ended and she slammed her phone on the bed.

See you next time Allah's willing💕❤️❤️

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