Assalam.o.Alaikum! A very happy ramadan to you all, May Allah grant us taqwa and give us the endurance to know and understand the real essence of fasting. May Allah bless us all with His mercies and forgive our sins. Ameen.

Khadijah:

" May peace be upon you aunty, infact, I should call you mother. I am sorry for the step I'm going to take which might bring you in problem or may disgrace you because you were my guardian after my mother. You chose to love me like a mother, and did your best to fill the empty space... And as you had said you'll help me find a good spouse, that'd not be possible now, I think so. I had started liking someone, maybe that wasn't love, but he fitted to a definition of a good spouse... But Allah wants something else for me. You know what Allah says, that maybe we like something that is not good for us and maybe we dislike something which is better for us... So I'm not complaining of anything to Allah, but I want to distance myself from this city... from this place, that guy is getting married to my friend and I cannot withstand that. And what's worst is that she got to know that. Nadir would be a good son, In sha Allah. I hope so. I would pray for you. And In sha Allah I will always remember you in my prayers . Please remember me too, I need a mother's prayer. Just that you don't get worried, I'm  getting enrolled in an Islamic studies programme in an International university in Baluchistan. I won't be telling you the city. May Allah's mercy engulf you .Hope to see you again on a beautiful day. "

I didn't find anymore suitable words, so I thought of concluding the letter I had written for Miss johns. It was difficult to courageously fold the paper and keep it on her bedside drawer, I didn't want to hurt her sentiments . But I had to leave, before Sarah came and confronted me. She won't even hesitate to come here , hold me by my arm, look into my eyes and just simply call off her wedding and get me married to Hunain. But I didn't want so. Hunain was chosen to be hers. Allah had decreed so, and I couldn't interfere in between her and Hunain's life , I couldn't just... steal someone's love, who was I to him?

This question , dreaded me enough to not think over it again. It was foolish to think and overthink the same topic which stressed you.

Without wasting anymore seconds, I pulled over my abaya wore my hijab and draped it around my face in form of niqab, and hanging the travel bag on one of my shoulders... I slowly crossed the doorstep , without anymore regret, without anymore tears. It was the time before fajr, I should've been extra cautious so I chose this time to escape. Miss Johns was not awake yet and Nadir was drunken asleep so I had this time as the best time to go.

I had started a part-time job at the nearby school as a receptionist , and so I was earning atleast enough to carry my small expenses and so now being enrolled in the university this problem was no more to be addressed . The university provided services such as of accommodation and food, and only selected such students which were capable enough of outstanding meritoriously . My grades were appealing enough, Alhamdulillah , that they accepted me.

When I was just about to sit in the cab I had booked someone grabbed me by my arm and pulled me aside , and it was Nadir of course. Who else could it be? But I didn't knew he'd wake up and my luck would get risky to leave from here, obstacles... Ah!!

" What do you want now? Let me go please. I beg you. "

I pleaded softly, I didn't want to have any ill feelings for this person before I left because maybe this was the only way I could forget about this place if I let all the bad thoughts related to this place disappear.

' Can't you see that I'm in pain? Don't you feel it here what it calls to be in love? '

He pointed a finger towards his chest and then shook me to emphasize on his question.

" Don't touch me pls... I.. I'm a muslim now. You know that already. "

' I don't care whatever you are, but you are still mine. I am not only obsessed for you, but how do I explain Diljah that I really love you... Understand this please... Okay, I know I might not have been a good fiancé , a good man for you... But now I've realised . So many days since we were under the same roof... But... But did I ever try to hurt you again? '

He began crying , he was getting emotional and it was being all hard for me to tackle and deal with this. Ya Allah, I need your help!

" See Nadir... I.. I do not belong to you . I belong to Allah, my Lord. Only. Let me explain you this, I fell in l... "

The cab driver honked impatiently and I had to dismiss him, because it was necessary for me to talk to him now and explain him that we were not meant to be. I couldn't leave someone heartbroken, when I myself was in the same condition. My conscience didn't allow me so.

' Come back home, please. '

He forwaded his hand to grab mine, but then let it stay still in the air and then himself pulled it off . I could see that he was changing . Love did that to me as well. I knew his state, I could feel him.

" You know the reason why I am leaving? It's because love. If you love me, as you say, let me go. Please. "

I could see his broken state crisp clear through his unstoppable silent tears, it was strange that the man who was always arrogant who always had his big ego, was now in the state of helplessness and vulnerability . Sue this love.

' I will let you go, I will. One day, maybe, if I am alive I will prove it to you how much I love you and that it's not just words I say to you. I mean it. '

He then dropped his shoulders , turned behind and started walking away from me and I saw him leaving, I saw him more vulnerable letting me go. I saw love breaking down in front of love broken down. I saw feelings being dragged away by heavy heart and heavy footsteps.

Uff.

I didn't even know , escaping was not an easy option.

Dr.Saaleh:

' Hey beautiful '

I engulfed my arms around Durre's back, while she was in the kitchen preparing a scrumptious sehri for us.

" You woke up finally. "

She smirked and turned behind only to see my goofy smile and the emotional shining in my eyes that only indicated one thing : I craved her so much than the sehri meal.

" I know what you're thinking but no naughtiness in suhoor. This is the blessed month of Ramadan and we Muslims should value it, and we sho... "

I didn't let her finish and gave a quick peck on her lips and then when she was surprised and left her mouth agape, I put a date in her mouth that she had set in a plate.

' Um yeah. So ramadan it is right. We didn't have any dates till now. What about having now? '

" Do You think It's cheesy? "

Still smirking, she pushed me aside and kept the warm rotis in the hotpot and placed it on the table. Taking out some yoghurt , she placed that too.

' What? What did I even do? I was just... '

Now was my turn to get surprised, and drop my mouth to the floor because she did the same as what I did just seconds ago. She pecked me on my lips!

" Do you think only you are the one who can get Halal cocky? "

' What's halal cocky? '

" This. "

She held a date between her lips and finished off the remaining distance by letting our bodies collide. Pushing the date towards my mouth she signalled me to open my mouth and chew some portion of it.

' Oh My God. I never thought you were this romantic. Uhh. Well. I feel shy now in front of you. '

I sheepishly smiled, ruffling my hair and tried to look everywhere except in her eyes. That was the place I dreaded getting lost.

" Hmm. Better now. Now if love sehri is done* we can have the real food sehri. Or else the azaan will be called out soon and we both will have to survive the whole day just with 'OUR DATES' and I'm in no mood for that. "

She took my hand and almost forcedly made me sit at the table , I looked at the clock which showed there was only 10 mins left !!

' Stop talking you woman! Feed me now! '

" Excuse me? What did you say? I must feed you? Haven't you heard the hadees which says: You never spend anything except that you will be rewarded for it, even the morsel of food that you lift to your wife's mouth . So I am the wife. Feed me. "

' It won't be a sin if you do the same. '

Rolling my eyes at her, I took a morsel and moved it towards her mouth but she was Durre , my stubborn lil girl. Ahan, but she didn't knew me yet, I was Saaleh ! The Dr.Stubborn!

" Okay if that's the case here you go. "

I took out a chocolate from my pocket , unwrapped it and forwarded it to her mouth and then when she openes her mouth I quickly put that morsel of food into her mouth and teasingly took the chocolate in my mouth .

" Serves you good honey! "

She was so mad at me that I thought she would just blow off, but oh no. She never fails to surprise me. What she did was , she took off her hairband and let her hair loose and that was enough to cast a spell on me. The fragrance of the shampoo she used drived me intoxicated, she was so near to me it was getting hard to control and to add the cherry on top she came and sat on my lap and then snatched the chocolate and ran away to the kitchen.

' Serves you good too, sweetheart! '

She winked at me and happily began nibbling on the chocolate which almost had melted now. Before my mind could get dirtier the siren before fajr azaan began to echo, and that made me stuff some food quicker in my mouth. Of course, love couldn't keep you satisfied the whole day... Infact it made you more hungry if you haven't had 'real food' . I decide that I would play equal in iftar.

" It's due on me now honey! I'll serve you more better in iftar, I promise! "

Even though the shaitan was locked up, I could feel two horns on my head . Oh yes, I loved to play devilish with my wife.