14th Jan, 2019

"I'm still nervous on the result what will they announce tomorrow", Ridha asked Zulfi.

"Don't worry, in sha a Allah we won't get separated, Allah made us together till now. And I'm sure that we will go to SDB together", Zulfi consoled and ended the call. That night she was disturbed in thinking about the result that they did once their training got completed two days before. They rejoiced their completion with cutting a 4kg butterscotch cake with gang of 42 members including that strict disheartened trainer. That day morning, everyone done their online test and Zulfi got 6.7 and Ridha got 5.5. Like before, the cut-off was above 6/10 . Her management declared that they will enclose the results on Monday and the one who cleared can report on SDB(main branch of HCL) and the other should take the retest.

Ridha doesn't recall any of Ahmed's hurtful words anymore and continued a normal relation with him as usual. Ridha concentrated on their training project and both the friends completed that project successfully as they planned a day before the online test schedule. The trainer stunned to see both the Hijabis's performance and marked their stunning performance in his report. Ridha gave her best in her practical examination and missed 0.5 in theoretical exam to get through. They are many people on Ridha side who scored below 6. But she felt on getting separated from her close friend Zulfi. She happened to think every possibilities from their chat during break, lunch and in the meantime to doing Salah together.

But her mom, her dad and Zulfi all consoled her to wait for tomorrow's result. Ridha prayed to her Rabbu to give her best out of the rest and thanked him for making her with her close friend from the time they got selected to till now.

The next day morning after 6 A.M, Zulfi called her and told to check the result they put online in her company group. Ridha first checked the table for the trainees to undertake the retest. She glanced through her name in the list. After her several glance, her name got missed in the list. So she checked the other table who has cleared the exam and unfortunately her name was in that list along with her friend name that mentioned below her name. Ridha couldn't believe how her Rabbu blessed her with the things. She squealed the entire house and danced with joy muttering 'Alhamdhulillah' plenty of times.

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"Assalamu alaikum", Ahmed greeted once he picked up her call.

"Wa alaikum salam, have u done with breakfast ???", Ridha asked.

"Yeah, Have you???", Ahmed replied.

"Haan, What are you doing?", Ridha asked though she knows very well.

"Lying on the bed", Ahmed let out and Ridha opened the mouth with "What???Are you kidding?"

"Yes, What will I answer when my girl already knows I'm working here. Okay how is your new work? New place?", Ahmed asked curiously.

"Alhamdhulillah, I really don't know how to thank Allah for his blessings. Do you know one thing, Ah'med? I'm working in the tower which I dreamt to work for the past four years", Ridha gladly said.

"How? Is the tower you are working now and the wreck shaped tower you dreamt same???", Ahmed excitedly asked.

'Ahmed, See this ship structured building, I admire it's beauty, how it will be if I work there???'

"Yes dear. Do you still remember my saying that day?"

"Mm", Ahmed's face enlightened.

"Really, I didn't think I ll get job in HCL and I didn't think that I'll get into SDB and I didn't even think that I'll be working inside that same tower I dreamt", Ridha dreamily let out.

"Masha Allah, really you made your dreams come true", Ahmed said and later she ended the call since both are in their working place. Ridha came back into sense once she cut the call and saw Zulfi who is throwing her a angry look after her much waiting for Ridha.

"Okay cool ma, come let's have a coffee", Ridha called her towards pantry. Both of them sat opposite and felt the aroma of the instant coffee. Zulfi started, "See ! All your tensions got faded now. And We are here"

Ridha got happy on her excitement but confused on how she alone got through the exam and the remaining people who took more than Ridha are still taking their retest. By the time, Zulfi snapped her fingers in front of her face, "What?? Dreams huh"

" No, I'm confused why I got selected when others in my range are still in ETA writing their retest. Is it magic or any logic behind it???", Ridha let out her thoughts.

"We need to be together. That's what we wanted and we got, say Alhamdhulillah, May be they got impressed on our practical work, so they don't want us to get separated and do you know we both belong to same project also", Zulfi said and both discussed on random things and get back to their desk.

"Zulfi, you go home, I told my Bhaijaan who is also working here, so I ll meet him and come", Ridha said her and waved their hands at eachother after greeting with their usual salam.

"Assalamu alaikum bhaijaan, I'm really happy for meeting you here", Ridha said once she saw her bhaijaan after much waiting in the cafeteria.

"Wa alaikum salam, I'm only surprised to see you here, Masha Allah, you achieved many things in this young age, Good ma, I'm really happy for you", he appreciated her.

"Okay let me order a special item here", her bhaijaan said.

After her several refuses, he ordered her favourite grill and it looked tasty and Ridha's mouth went watery on seeing it with mayonnaise. But she have to control infront of her sister's husband. Both had their mini dinner and Ridha bid salam since she'll get late to home.

It is her fifth day for her driving class. She joined the class once her workplace training completed. So she'll start early to work and finish her driving class and directly take some bus or auto from there to her workplace.

This day, Ridha started home a bit early that Ahmed called her to meet nearby her home. So she did some little makeup with the help of her kaajal and face cream. She enlightened her face with a purple coloured shawl because Ahmed likes that colour very much.

Later when she finished her driving class, Ahmed called and said that he was unable to meet her that morning due to sudden plan happened in his home. Ridha doesn't know how to take things but she thought this meet will solve their problems completely and bring better understanding between them after so many misunderstandings and clashes. It has been a less than a month or exactly to say, twenty five days that they didn't meet eachother.

"It's okay", Ridha ended the call and her eyes started pouring. She is not normal from yesterday evening because of her dhadhi. Last night, Ahmed only asked her for meeting the next morning and she also decided to make their love to start fresh from the clashes they had few weeks before. Especially she has done a special thing to bring back their school and college memories. But all get wasted by now because of his sudden change of plan.

Although she resisted her tears from pouring down her cheeks, her little efforts for him reminds her to rush her emotions. Ahmed called her several times to cheer her mood but she doesn't attend the call to hide her emotions. She reached her workplace one hour before. She rushed to the prayer hall after doing her ablution. She just wanted to relax that moment so she prayed two rakkahs and her heart find some rest.

Later his call came in her line, she attended with courage. Ahmed apologized and told her that they can meet this evening but Ridha refused that she wanted to go home earlier for her mother's sake. She assured him that they can meet when their Rabbu allow them to meet and pleased him to change the topic. When Ahmed asked about her family, Ridha let out her last night worries due to her dhaadhi.

"What happened, is she fine?", Ahmed asked with concern.

"Yes, she is. But she is blaming my mom nowadays for simple things. I couldn't resist my anger when she shouted my mom for not giving food to me on-time and making me sleep before having dinner", Ridha let out.

"What??? Do your mom still feed you and make you sleep like a child?", Ahmed asked by controlling his laughter.

"No, my dhadhi spoke that way as if I m three years kid. I slept early yesterday since I returned home from work due to tired. I woke up at 10, and Sana only told about my Dhadhi's senseless concern towards me and blaming my mother for that. I really got angry and went to shout her, "I am not a baby and why do you blame my mother for my sake, I know to eat and sleep myself on my own, please don't blame my mom, Dhadhi". After that I went to my dad and told him to take care of his mom and told him that I won't allow my mom to take after her and went terrace angrily", Ridha said the whole story and Ahmed shocked and partially laughed at her mood swings.

"Ohoo, then my girl gets angry if someone scold her mother, isn't it?", Ahmed joked.

"Scold?? Not even they dare to raise their voice infront of my Ummu.", Ridha raised her eyebrows.

"I understand my dear, but your dhadhi got aged and you itself said many times that your dhadhi is good mother-in-law you have seen. Now you are blaming her. She might also have some mood swings like you. That's it", Ahmed said with 'not a big problem' mindset.

"I'll always be on the side where 'just' is", Ridha said by folding her prayer mat and bid her salam after conversing a bit with her love.

----*-----

"I love this climate, Don't you?", Ridha asked Ahmed when they unexpectedly met very early morning after her training class over.

"Yeah, today, the wind breeze is at high rate and giant waves are also approaching the shore", Ahmed said turned his relieving sigh from the shore to her.

"Let us sit here", Ridha pointed a bench that faced towards the beach.

"Perfect view, Ridhu", he turned to her instead of looking at the beach.

"You ???", She hide her blush and started admiring the pleasant and lovely view infront of them.

After a bit of silence, "I'm sorry", Ahmed apologized.

"Please, if you didn't cancel that day, we won't get such a perfect meeting today", Ridha said with a happy face. Yes, whenever they rely on Allah, their Rabbu make their plan best. It has proven many times in their relation and atlast they are happy on meeting each other after a month.

Later when they decided to leave, Ridha took out a desserts box and with letter and handed him by saying,
"Have this, I just bought that day with more expectations, but this is the perfect time to give this. And I just want us to feel our love like first, so I wrote this letter, read in secret after I left."

It's usual to communicate through letters those days when they unable to contact each other. Those letters gave the best feeling and she wanted it back so she did.

"And I also have one thing, and you love that. I also expected to give that day, I'm sorry again", he extended her favourite sweet box "Dhamkaroot halwa".

Her eyes delighted by seeing that sweet and her tongue longed for that taste because it is quite famous in only one place and it is too far to reach out the place and get it.

"Do you went there to get this?", Ridha asked and he nodded.

"I lovvvvee youuuu, Ah'med", Ridha squealed.

"Wait wait, you also bought sweet for me and I'm also", Ridha noticed their the coincidence.

"And in the same cover too", Ahmed showed their same designed white cloth bag.

They laughed and stare eachother with his black orbs fighting with her brown orbs.

"Okay, I'm getting late", Ridha broke the silence and their state and the two left the place with much satisfaction and happiness.

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Ridha's past starts:

"Get ready soon, I have to take you also from today", Ridha said to her eleven years old Sana.

"Wait, Ridha. You have to comb my hair, I ll take bath and come", Sana said and went to take bath to get ready for her first day school. Her X Grade special classes got over for Ridha in this ten days and She didn't even approached Ahmed to apologize for her brother's hurtful words. She just hoped that his anger will easily lead him not to love her anymore. She just wished that he should concentrate on his XII board exam and his future life.

On the contrary, she adopted her new classes and she got some new friends in the B-section. But she will go back to A-section whenever the break bell alarming during lunch and morning and evening breaks. Now the gang of three becomes gang of seven but still this three friend's closeness is even more greater than others. And Hamza talked well after days has gone as usual and she got her class boys funny and teasing words back that made her easily to adopt her new classes.

When Sana got ready with help of Ridha, the two sisters made out of their house by locking the door because her parents usually go early for their work before their children. So they are the ones who lastly step out of home in the morning and first to step into home in the evening. Her family treats Ridha like a son in their house to take responsibilities next to her father.

"Ridha, I don't know anyone here, how will I adopt here easily in this new school. I like my previous school only, I miss my friends there", Sana whined like a three years old baby not wanting to go to her first day school. Ridha called one girl from VI Grade and told her to take Sana along with her to the new class.

On her way to class, her little sister reminded Ridha of her first day stepping into this school.

'It was my school reopening day where I got a fear of meeting unknown people in a unknown place and I was just eleven as like Sana; a girl who wore a beautiful peach coloured long frock and my curly thick hair that tied into pony tail that ended my waist that covered by the V end of black scarf. My mom beautified me for my first day school and I was just scared and standing at the entrance of the gate holding my father's arm tightly out of fear.

The security guided us to office room and one teacher told my father to leave me here all alone. My Abu also nodded and bid salam and left to his work. My fear increased but a sweet recitation felt on my ears that diverted my mind. It sounds new to me because I was studied in non Muslim school till my V Grade and their assembly will be different from here.

It's a girl recitation of Surah Fatiha(The opening) and a boy who seems like a school president taught prayer that was nothing but the meaning of Surah Fatiha. The whole assembly that was repeating his words after his every utterance and Ridha who stood by side of the large group assembly recorded every new things that happened around her.

When assembly got dispersed, many senior students looked at her and she felt weird when she saw them talking about her. Later the same teacher who sent my father to his work and left me all alone here, came to me and said,

"You go to the third floor of opposite block and you will find a VI - A section that is the second class from the staircase.", She said to me and left inside the office.

'She left me alone, What will I do? How will I act infront the whole class? I'm wearing this long puffy Frock and others are in their uniform. I'm the odd one here...' was my thoughts vanished by the bell sound for the commencement of the first period. My inner voice rushed me to the third floor and walked with silent murmuring of whatever duas that came to my mind.

"Excuse me, Miss", I said and found all gaze turned towards me at the class entrance. I found two partition of boys to my right side and girls on the left side, who listened to the math class attentively a second before I entered. Now all gaze are at the door, and the teacher with the headscarf waved me to silently occupy the last bench without disturbing her session.

"Hi", a girl from the front bench said and accompanied next to me. She asked my name silently and I replied her in the same tone. I neglect to look on my right side to hold my shyness.

Later, when I started noting my first day class after some thirty minutes, that teacher with headscarf came to me and asked my details personally about my previous school. Suddenly, she took my note and showed everyone and told everyone loudly,
"See her handwriting, Masha Allah, it really looks neat, try to write like her", she commented the last part by showing to the boy's side.

On my first day, I earned the pleasure of my maths teacher as well as the cursing looks of my class boys'

Ridha unknowingly let a smile by thinking of her first day to her school when she shaked by someone,
"Where are you going, our classroom is here? Go and remove the Abhaya and come and join the line"

"Don't move Bhurhaan, I'll come within a minute", she said. Her class again shifted to the ground floor that is on the back side of her school stadium. So it is very easy to join the morning assembly. Ridha entered the empty class and kept her back on a bench where Burhan bag is placed. After correcting her sandal scarf with her merun checked uniform, she went outside to join the line.

After the assembly got dispersed, the students seated on their benches. Ridha missed seeing her two friends since she got a bit late on her first day. But she decided to meet them on her morning break. Mrs. Gita arrived after the students got seated and started taking the attendance.

"Buraaan!!!, Ready to give attendance", I teased her because Mrs. Gita couldn't make the correct pronunciation of her name while calling out for her as 'Buraaan' in her strict voice instead of calling as 'Bhurhaan'.

"Yes, Miss", when she acknowledged her presence, the class laughed and she put a angry face and hit the bench with her fist.

"Okay cool", Ridha said. She made a good friends with Burhan and Burhan's friends; They are gang of six and one girl named Nazeema among them, was shifted to A-section during the shuffling of class as like Ridha left out from A to B-section. Ridha and Nazeema shuffle their classes during lunch and break hours to meet their close friends.

For some three days, Ridha took Sana with her to school and then Sana catched some friends and started going with her new friends. Ridha got a new neighbour in their ground floor and they seems a family of four as like them. Ridha and her family usually exchange salam while taking their steps to their home in the first floor. Ridha found two girls as like them and one is so little and cute, probably completing it's first birthday.

When the lady of the two daughters came to Ridha's home for inviting for their second daughter's first birthday party, her family welcomed and started mingling with their neighbours. One day that little girl whose name is 'Afra', pierced through their door and made her cute face outside when Ridha is about to go out for her early morning school.

"Bye, Afra", Ridha waved.

And the little kid responded with smile and waved her little hand. Ridha's mouth widened by seeing that lovey dovey till she step out of her gate.

"Ridha, come here", her biology teacher called out her name during her fourth period of her day's class. When she got out of her desk to reach her, her bio teacher told to get her biology textbook from her desk in the staffroom.

"Do you remember my place?", She asked when Ridha is about to turn towards her class door.

"Yes Miss", she said still unsure about her place but her mind will surely identify her chocolate brown handbag.

Ridha went to the staff room that is on the second floor of the same block. When she was passing by the floor, she heard some people calling his name from her left side, probably from her senior class room. Her mind restricted her not to turn to her left side, else the one inside the classroom take advantage of her looking through the window. Yes, it's Him, Ahmed.

After searching various desk, Ridha found her bio teacher's handbag and found a biology textbook besides it. She took it and her heart wants to know how is he doing?

"Ahmed", a voice suddenly made her turn to the source it has come to reach her ears. This time she failed to lower her gaze. It was his friends again calling his name loudly inorder to made her turn towards him. As they expected, she saw his worried gaze pierced through the window letting out a gentle smile, she suddenly fastened her speed and moved her gaze to the floor.

'I'm sorry, I can't see your painful eyes even for a second, Why are you still hurting you??? Why can't you leave me??? Your reddened eyes are not only piercing the window, it is piercing my heart too, Why Ah'med??? Wait wait wait!!! Ah'med, Do I call him by his name????Ya Allah!!!', Ridha's mind full of his thoughts and his gaze encircling her mind. At the time, a male rough voice snapped my thoughts,
"Oye, Ridha".

Ridha moved her face to the source of sound and found her best friend Hamza. He looks at her as if seeing a horror movie and Ridha asked,

"What?? Why are you staring???"

"Me, huh, it's you Camel", Hamza teased with her nick name since Ridha is 5'4 and second tallest of all girls in her class.

"Youuuu, Ranguski, don't pull my legs, I'm not in that mood", Ridha replied by calling his nickname since he is too lean like a mosquito.

"Yes, that's why I m asking you, why mood off??? You won't be this way, you will rush to the next class by this time", he said by showing his watch.

"Oh, I forgot, okay bye, my friends will be waiting for me without having lunch", Ridha said and left her teasing friend with a warmth smile.

----*----

"Ridha, one minute", a known voice that she missed to hear from more than a month reached her soft ears. When she turned to see the person though she knows already, her friends left her alone there in their usual street with him.

"I love you, Ridha", he suddenly said with a blink of her eyes.

"What???", She spat out.

"

I love you", He paused a second and continued to say,

"I can't forget you, Ridha, please give me a chance, just tell me why you didn't like me??? Your reasons are not fair, your words are just the thoughts of your family and others, but I need what you  really think of me. If you really like me, just say it, I ll come and ask your parents for their daughter's hand once I got settled in my life in sha a Allah"

Ridha stunned there to see him speaking so real and true, 'Is this man speaking for real?' is the thought she had in her mind. But still, she feared of her future. Her Mother won't like such things and she is so sure in this thing that her family won't encourage even if she says okay.

"No way, Ah'med", Ridha let out his name for the first time, what she did few hours before to her heart. 'Oh Allah, what he thinks of me now, I'm behaving rightful in calling his name', her heart forced her not to face him anymore and added to that, he is two years older than her. Her legs obeyed her heart saying and turned to walk without even responding to his words but her angry lips turned to quiver a smile on spelling out his name and that has not gone unnoticed by him.

Her words hurted him more than a sword as if it slays his heart into pieces,

But her actions pleased him to stay and wait for her as if it will rejoin the slayed pieces one day and will be a good medicine for his heart.

Ridha's Past ends....

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'Do you even give the happiness of cutting the cake in any of my birthday?'

His words repeated on her mind when she remembered his birthday, that is going to fall after ten days. Ridha usually doesn't celebrate her birthday from the age 13. She still remember that day where,

'I wore a thick ink blue churidhar, wrapping the shawl with casual Indian style over my head. When I wore it to the school and went to every class to distribute chocolates to teachers with a girl who usually give company to birthday girl every time.

"Excuse me miss!", I muttered and felt happy to see my class teacher Mrs.Nirmala, taking physics class to her senior grade students because I like her more and so her subject.

"Come in dear", she welcomed me and took a chocolate from the box that I offered and she gently put her hand on my shoulder and made me out of the class by protecting me from some evil eyes that has thrown on me.

"Enough dear, now you go to class and I need to tell you that you look so pretty in this blue and it's look sexy on you", She said with a smile and went inside to continue her class. I asked the girl , "why she commented me sexy???" and the girl laughed and said, "because it fits you well and you look so beautiful, Ridha"

It was her 12th birthday and it was her last birthday that her family celebrated. And later, Nisa learnt more about Islam from her school she works and taught her children not to celebrate their birthdays anymore because our prophet Muhammad (saw) said,

"Whoever imitates a people is one of them."
(Abu Dawood, 3512)

Every time, Ridha's mother protect their children by forbidding the things that opposes the rule of Islam. So Ridha followed till date not to wish anyone for birthday particularly at 12 AM and she doesn't entertain the habit of cutting cakes on birthday. But his words hurted her more because Ahmed have his own mindset and grown up without the taste of Islam from his childhood. He knows little and he followed only those little things in Islam. He also avoided celebrating it when Ridha explained such and such but he'll can't erase the routine that followed till his age 17 and still appreciated by his family and friends.

That day, he spoke those words in angry and tension when Ridha didn't like to wish 'Happy birthday' or do nothing on her close friend Zulfi's birthday. It's exactly a month that Ahmed revealed those words but it still disappointed her very much.

In her love anniversary itself, she thought of buying his favourite flavour choco truffle cake. But the plan got flopped. So she decided to buy him for his satisfaction and for the words he revealed. But still she is in dilemma to buy or not on his birthday. But she thought of doing one thing and Ahmed probably like the effort and it's yumminess.

In her last meeting, she gave a desserts that filled black dates, cashews and almonds. Ahmed daily appreciated her for giving him because he liked to have such desserts daily. When Ridha is in home, she usually stuff the date with a cashew or almond by removing the seeds and have it. So she wish that Ahmed also like that way.

It really takes time to do that stuff for the whole pack of dates and at the same time, she has to hide her hard work to avoid many questions from her family. So she decided to do in her workplace. She brought kimia dates pack and cashew and almond separately the day before his birthday.

She has gone to her work so early in the morning after her driving class. She took all the raw things to the pantry and started to do the stuff. Suddenly she got a idea of making 24 almond stuffs and 24 cashew stuffs since Ahmed is going to turn 24 by this day.

At First, she neatly removed the seeds of every dates and it nearly took half an hour. And a call came on her way, and she picked the call and managed by holding it between her ears and shoulder.

"Assalamu alaikum", Ridha said.

"Wa alaikum salam, Why the background seems silent, Are you at home?", Ahmed asked with concern.

"No", she replied by taking a fresh packet of cashew to open it.

"Then???, I thought you'll be starting to work by this time", Ahmed curiously asked.

"I came to my work before half an hour and I have some work to do, so I came an hour earlier", Ridha said and Ahmed commented on her being 'workaholic'. Ridha muttered "yes" and said 'for my love' in her mind and bid her salam at the end of the call.

When she completed almond stuff and continued with stuffing the cashews, Zulfi came suddenly and took one from the almonds stuff and put it inside her mouth all of a sudden. Ridha groaned and then her friend asked, "By the way, what are you doing?"

"Without knowing the reason, why did you take it from the box and ate, Zul-fiii", Ridha raised her eyebrows.

"Cool, I'm already tired by using the steps instead of elevator and that one piece really mattering you, okay wait!!! Please don't say you are doing this for Bhaiyya", Zulfi got the purpose of seeing the usual late comer early to the office.

"Exactly, so you stay distance from me and this box until I have done. Do you know, I didn't even taste one piece of dates till now,..... you know???", Ridha put a worried face.

"That's not my problem", Zulfi gave a 'don't care' look.

Later, Ridha ignored her debating friend and neatly decorated the box with the remaining cashews and Almonds. She planned to leave early and surprise him by going directly to his workplace that is more than two hours travel from her office.

When she is about to ask permission, a text came on her phone from Ahmed that he got leave due to his birthday. 'Oh! No' is her only reaction that time and practiced her heart by this small attack and postponed her plan later.

The next day, when her RM leaves them little early, she decided to make her plan and took the public transport from her work place at 5. There is no direct bus it seems, so she took local bus, then an auto and a Mofussil bus since his workplace located near a Chennai - Bangalore highway.

She exactly got down at one toll plaza and it seems like she has to take an auto to reach his place. But it is an highway, so she doesn't find any local bus or any auto. She doesn't know how she got much courage to stand in a highway when the complete darkness covers the sky. But she knows that Ahmed will get happy on her little effort she made for him.

Later she saw some shops nearby and went to one person to locate her to place she wants to go. By the time, she saw the time in her phone and it was seven. 'OMA, it's seven, What will I do if he left his home by now???', she let out a sigh and called him by knowing his office hours that will be over by 6:30pm everyday.

"Hello, Assalamu alaikum Ah'med, Where are you?", She curiously asked.

"I m in my parking lot to get my bike and ready to go home", Ahmed said.

"Alhamdhulillah!, Okay you know porur toll plaza, right???", Ridha asked.

"Yes, but why?", Ahmed asked.

"Because I wanted to see you, please come there and call", Ridha said and cut the call.

She grinned childishly and she took her way into the service road so that it will be little easy for him to point her. When she stands on the dark road and could only twinkle her eyes against the headlight of trucks and long tour buses passing by, she happened to see a rider wearing a soldier green helmet and baby pink coloured shirt who raced his byke fastly on the service road and halted before her feet that left an inch away from the wheel.

"Youuuu!!!", Ridha also spotted him when he removes his helmet like a actual bike racer and he muttered Salam with a little cute smile.

"Wa alaikum salam, what if you dash me without your will", Ridha raised her eyebrows with a grin.

"I won't, and by the way, why did you come here? First tell me, how did you find route to my office?", Ahmed questioned as if he owns her, actually he is, but its way too rightful.

"Because I wanted to see you and give you one thing", Ridha said happily and took him to near by arabian restaurant.

"Today is my treat, instead of cutting cake, let's murder a whole chicken, what did you say???", Ridha asked him and he left with shocked expression.

"What???", He asked confused.

"It's usual for a birthday baby cutting cakes, but we can bring a new traditional way of celebrating b'thdays by cutting the whole grilled chicken", Ridha said with much excitement.

"Whatever you wish, but I'm not in mood to eat a full grill, not even a half", Ahmed said in a serious tone.

"What???", Ridha groaned sadly.

"Do you have any fear, it's getting late, you have to go home early, else your parents will be worried", Ahmed said strictly.

"I'll go by myself, you only wished to have one full grill with me, don't you remember?", Ridha asked.

"Yeah, but!! Okay order half, we'll share", Ahmed said to manage the time instead of arguing and he decided to drop her home safely.

When the order is placed, they managed to complete their dish within some twenty minutes. Ridha payed the bill by saying it was her treat for him for surviving 23 years in this world, lol.

"Okay let's go", he said by lifting his helmet and about to put it on his head. Ridha grabbed and put it again on the same place it was before.

"Wait, I want to give you one thing", Ridha said.

"OMA! I don't think that you are this much open, and I think you should atleast consider giving me in some private place and at some other time", Ahmed winked at her.

"Youuuu crazy idiot, I didn't mean that, bad boy!!!", Ridha exclaimed and took the dates box and extended him.

"You already gave this before few weeks know, why again?", Ahmed asked.

"This is some what special and I will try to give you every month, In sha a Allah", Ridha said and told him to open.

"Wait, take a date", Ridha said.

"No, I'm a good boy!!!", Ahmed teased her again by twisting his fingers near his mouth inorder to prove as a well disciplined boy.

"Ya Allah, please save him from his humourless talk", she sighed at him and said, "now if you believe in my love, you have to eat without removing the seed".

"Okay", he shrugged and ate the whole and casually replied, "Nice".

"Don't you notice any", she furrowed her eyebrows.

"How many hours do you take to do this stuff?", He asked directly and she said as she took for an hour.

"When did you do?", Ahmed asked and she replied as
"Yesterday when you commented me as a workaholic"

"Do you got this much patience, my dear lady???", he asked.

"For my love, and note that i'm a girl, not a lady", she frowned again at his words.

"It's getting late, I have to drop you at home", Ahmed ordered.

"No, I know how to go from here, so I ll take bus", Ridha confessed him again and she got defeated at the end and it's really good choice to take, else her parents will suffer a lot of her getting late to home.

In the whole ride, Ahmed said many hearty thanks for the effort she took to come to his office though she didn't have any personal vehicle by herself. And he also liked the way she made that stuff for him.

"Sorry for not cutting cake yesterday because my heart doesn't allow to follow the other culture", Ridha said.

"It's okay, I understand you and your principles, madam", Ahmed said and in the mid way, Ridha couldn't tolerate her pain in the lower abdomen. It happens due to resisting herself for not going restroom on-time since she doesn't find any restroom from the time she left her office. She felt shy to ask him to drop near any petrol bunk so they will find some public toilet.

After her several protests, her body condition pushes her to utter,
"Ah'med, I wanna go restroom now, it's too urgent", she said from her backseat.

"Why can't you wait till you reach home?", He asked and she said no way.

They stopped their ride infront of a petrol bunk and she made their way to a helper over there. After some few minutes, she came relaxed to him with a relieving smile. But Ahmed kept a shocked and worried face and it's probably he is worried of her using public toilet.

"Okay let's go", Ridha said by taking her backseat behind him.

"Is it clean?", He asked.

"Yes", Ridha said.

"Is it seems safe?", He asked with a little fear.

"Oye, what happened?", Ridha asked.

"Nothing", he said and continued his concentration in his ride.

"Ah'med, I won't use such toilets, but health is more important to take care, so I used and I switched off the lights when I used the restroom", Ridha said with a little shy because it feels little weird. Ahmed just slightly get hit by his helmet with her head backwards. And she also did the same. They do that when they are in much love on each other but couldn't express on facing each other.

'It's usual in a long term relation to get closeness in personal talks,
But,
Being shy to each other when such talks happens is unusual...'