لم أكن أريد أن يصب عليك (I didn't want to hurt you)
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جعلت الظروف لي (circumstances made me)

SOFIA
Hudaa was going to get married in a week. I was so happy, my friend was about to complete half of her deen. I woke up early in the morning and the first thing I did was to go submit the admission forms in BurDubai Academy (the school I chose for my siblings) I didn't want them to lose so much education.

Everyone was sleeping, well not my mom obviously. It was 7 am and she was making breakfast. I went to her and I said Salam while hugging her. She had a beautiful smile on her face upon seeing me. I told her that I was going to submit the admission forms and then office and that I would be back by 12:30 pm. I then kissed her cheek and left.

My siblings got good grades like me, it runs in the family blood ^_^ The forms were accepted but they were called for an interview the next day.

I was now leaving for office. And then my iPhone rang - it was Zayed calling. Was I late or anything but I checked the time it wasn't 9 as yet. I picked up the phone and said, "Assalam alaikum, sir"

He answered, "waalaikum Salam. Sofia, I called to inform you that I have approved your leave application for 2 weeks and I won't be at office so collect your letter from the secretary and you may start enjoying from today!"

And he cut the phone. I was overjoyed. After all, the leave was for his marriage 😂😜

I went to the office, picked my letter and by 9:30 am I was home. My mom was astonished to see me so early and worried too. She asked as to what happened but I told her about Hudaa and she was happy, her friend's daughter was getting married but unhappy at the same as I hadn't got married yet. I told her I would when God wills and I went to my room to freshen up and rest.

After a short while, I heard my mom scream, "Binti, Sofia... Sofia where are you, come here. I have good news to tell you. Hudaa called and talked to me and said she missed me too... and said that someone wanted to talk to me. She handed the phone to a woman and you know what she said... there is a proposal for you..."

I didn't know what to say. Were the angels passing in the morning that what my mom said was accepted. I saw the laughter, the happiness in her eyes and I just didn't refuse to meet the guy for her.
I anyways voted for arranged marriages than love but my heart never followed me, always unfaithful to me which thought that love marriages were best. I was going to say No anyways if I didn't like the guy. Everything is destined and I trust my God.

I called Hudaa to enquire more but she just won't say who the guy is. Well I didn't bother I would anyways see him in a couple of hours. I told her to come and be with me at my time of need. of support... and in like half an hour she was there, I was so happy.

We had so many stories to tell each other and we talked the whole afternoon. It was Asr prayer time and we both prayed. Upon completing, my mom came and started telling us "Get ready they may be here in an hour. Come on Hudaa help her.. my two girls be fast. Hudaa's mom and I are finishing the cooking."

Hudaa had come with her mom and her sister Zahra who studied at BurDubai Academy too and was an age mate to my sister so they were talking a lot and bonding, though the arabics were different they communicated.
But a small someone was feeling left out, my love.. my small little brother Adeel... so he was moving in everyone's room just peeping and laughing.

We both got ready. I wore a simple lace dress which had a belt of flowers and a scarf that matched. Hudaa got dressed up too elegantly and we sat in the room. Hudaa applying light powder on her face. I denied because I wanted to look natural. I didn't want to give the guy false impressions of me.
I wasn't that excited but too nervous. It was my first time and where the heck did this woman or my maybe mother in law see me and know Hudaa.
I didn't want to give myself a headache. So I just rested, drinking a glass of juice to relax myself.

After a short while, in fact a really short while they were cars horning as if some royal people had come. Who were they anyways ?? I started my usual nervous heavy breathings and Hudaa came to call me.
I told her to walk beside as I did. We walked out of the room and were going towards the living room where the guests were. It was the same scenario as Hudaa's and when I say same I mean same, two guys sitting together and it's the 'same' guys - My boss Zayed who obviously hasn't come to propose me and next to him Ammar who... (speechless). *Noooooo*  Yikes ! The thought of it was weird.

Well I had that, that... smile on my face when I went and said Salam to everyone and sat there beside Ammar's mom. She was staring at me but I just looked down. I could see Hudaa blushing secretly maybe seeing Zayed. She was never like this. (Blushing types)

Was it because of her getting married... anyways it was Ammar... he was sitting there wearing a brownish, orangish thobe and with his egal and ghutrah. His eyes charming me as always and this time they seemed different. Well I could see the shock on his face too. Obviously who would've thought our next meeting would be like this.

His mother asked me questions and talked to me and Ammar's older sister, Aisha seemed sweet and talked to me as well. And she came with her children who played with Adeel the whole time. He had found friends in Dubai. I saw Ammar talking to my brother and I guess they were friends already my small Adeel was smiling chocolates.

Later in the evening, they left. I was in such a situation where I didn't know what to do and when I say didn't means I didn't so I decided to ask God to help and pray صلاة الإستخارة (prayer for guidance).

I saw my hands full of henna and I was wearing a golden ring and a diamond watch and I was making someone wear he's egal and I was so close to him that his breath mixed in mine and my eyes and his were deeply into each other... it was him - Ammar...

I woke up the next morning to realize that I dreamt of him. I dreamt of him. I dreamt of him. I guess it was a sign from God for me to complete half of my deen and I don't know why my heart was so happy and consented with the proposal, as usual 'my unfaithful heart' so I went and told my mother my decision.
She was so happy that tears came out of her eyes although I had a condition, I would still work after marriage...
My mom said she would talk to them about it.
And Adeel was like "Yay !! yay !! I am meeting my friend." I guess he was so happy but for another reason. I smiled in my heart, oh no, 'my unfaithful heart'

AMMAR
I went to the hospital in the morning. I was busy, they were so many patients. But all of them didn't have serious diseases so they were no complications nor any surgery I just prescribed medicines the whole day.

In the evening I went back home and I saw that everyone was ready and were waiting for me. I was least interested in these things especially seeing a girl whose name I didn't know but I just did it for my mother, one thing, I valued my parents and my religion.

We went to pick Zayed too, he was going with me, like I went with him, and his mother went too. He was teasing me and shrugging my shoulders but I was the least interested guy who was busy and didn't care as to where he was going.

We reached there and we honked. It was Zayed's company houses. Was it one of Zayed's employee ?? I asked Zayed but he just refused to tell me who the girl was. I had an instinct a very small one that it was Sofia because the way my mom was looking and asking about her in Hudaa's house was weird.

We entered and we were welcomed warmly with a woman and a little girl who looked the same age as Safaa and Marwa. We sat in the living room, the women were talking and the woman's accent sounded pure Egyptian.

After a short while, we saw two girls coming. It was Hudaa and her, Sofia who was the obvious girl to whom I had brought the proposal. She looked different and beautiful and shy. She sat next to my mom and her eyes down out of respect and shyness, well girls could be complicated.

I noticed Zayed stare at a someone who came with Sofia, he was looking at Hudaa and I could see he had a different spark in his eyes, though he looked away later. My mom asked her questions and I guess she answered all because I just saw my mom smiling and laughing throughout. I saw her try steal a glance at me and I looked away acting as if I hadn't seen her. And she stared at me, I knew that because I kept my phone at such an angle at which was reflecting her and I was side glancing.

I saw her small brother and he looked cute just like my nephew, I started talking to him and being friends with him. He was so sensible at a young age, well I wished his sister was this sensible too.
He had funny logics which he told me in Arabic and we were talking differently. He asked me as to who am I because of the way I spoke. I told him I was Emirati and he chuckled on my speaking just like someone did one day but I didn't glare at him, I just chuckled back.

Later in the evening, like at 6:20 just before Maghreb, we left. My mom was so happy with her. In the car all she did was praise her and talked as to how lucky I was if I got married to her, indirectly forcing me to get married. I didn't say a word. We went to pray at the mosque. My dad, my nephew and I.

We then returned home and ate dinner. At the dinner table Aisha said, "I am leaving tomorrow to go to my house with my kids their father, Muhammad is coming from AbuDhabi but I know I will come back soon and I am so lucky I have new clothes already for the wedding..." I know what she was implying but I ate silently. I guess my silence was killing them.

After coming from the mosque after Isha prayers I went to my room and decided to consult God and pray. I prayed my two Rakaats and went to sleep.

In the morning, I woke up I didn't get any dream or anything but in my head there was one name which I wanted to say since morning... Sofia...Sofia...Sofia.
Well I didn't have a reason to deny and I guess this was God's way of answering me and showing me the right way. I didn't have a reason to tell my mother why I am refusing her, well I had one, that was because I don't love her but it wouldn't make sense.

That morning, I was all ready and I went to the kitchen which I knew I would find her there only as she loved cooking and learning new recipes and I loved her food though I work out at the gym everyday.

I went to her and kissed her forehead and said, " assalam alaikum, ya ummi (mother), how are you, how did you sleep. I came to tell you my decision. Mhm, I agree to this marrige, I agree to marry Sofia." She squeezed me out of happiness and was telling me, thank you, thank you...