when you worry about someone, it means you care, you care enough to want to know that they are safe and sound!

♥Shumayll- The Billionaire and The Niqabi 

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Ruqayyah 

it was the race day today 

and i was nauseous

Iqraam was the one racing in the tracks here in Durban and i was the one feeling nauseous

I stood infront of the auditorium with the ipad and my side bag 

Shumayll walked to me and gave me his famous boyish smiles

"Ready?" he asked me and i nodded

it was my first time i was going to a race and it was not so thrilling to know the one racing is someone you care about 

alot 

I sighed and followed Shumayll inside 

"When will Iqraam be here?" i asked him 

he halted and turned to me 

a grin made its way on his face

"Iqraam huh... no sir?" he winked and i blushed looking away 

i was so glad for my niqab

he laughed out loud causing people to turn to us 

"Okay fine... its okay- " he grinned

"Its nothing like that- its just....... i am worried about this race- about him" i muttered looking down and he chuckled

"When you worry about someone, it means you care, you care enough to want to know that they are safe and sound!" he said slowly and i looked up to him 

there was no teasing or hint of playfulness in his voice nor on his face 

he seemed sincere 

"You seem like you have loads of experience!" i said and he laughed

"Nope!" he said although his ears went red and there was slight pink on his cheeks 

"Oh finally!" said Mark walking towards us 

"hello Mr. Mark!" i said and he grinned at us 

"Where is Mr. Ibrahim?" he asked me and i shook my head

"No idea" i replied and he chuckled

"Will make an enterance" he muttered before walking away 

"Come on, we have the front line" he said as he walked ahead of me 

we walked to the front line, gates aligned and the race track was about 3 meters away from us meaning live action

it was protected with cements and wires of course 

The race was about to begin and there was no sign of Iqraam 

i tried calling him but he won't answer

"Relax, he will be fine- he has been racing since his childhood days" said Shumayll 

"Is a Lamborghini suitable for racing?" i asked him and he nodded

"Not on official games but Iqraam has his ways- today he is testing his new model of race car" said Shumayll and i nodded 

"WELCOME TO THE 23RD ANNUAL WINTER RACING COMPETITION PEOPLE!!" boomed a voice out of multiple speakers and i flinched 

"Where is Iqra?" Shumayll questioned me 

"She was suppose to be here with Namaan, Nabz and Nafz" i said using the nicknames for Nabaahat and Nafaasat 

"Ohh- " he said looking back to the tracks 

"WITHOUT WASTING TIME- WELCOME OUR PARTICIPANTS-!!" the man yelled and everyone cheered while i looked around for Iqra or anyone until i spotted them 

i waved and they walked towards us 

"shes coming!" i sang to Shumayll and his eyes went wide

"What?" he asked me and i nodded behind him 

He turned and waved and slowly turned to me 

"So whats the deal?" i asked him 

"N-nothing!" he muttered "Oh look bhai!" he grinned at me as i looked for Iqraam 

he was not there 

Shumayll played me 

i turned to him and he laughed

I greeted Iqra, Nabs, Namaan and Nafz and Iqra put a round hat on my head keeping me from the sun 

i chuckled 

"Where is mine?" asked Shumayll and Iqra showed him her tongue like kids and he did the same 

"WELCOME THE PHANTOM ON LANE 7, FERRO ON LANE 6, RIVAL ON LANE 5, CHAMPION DAWN DEVIL ON LANE 4, HE HAS BEEN WINNING FOR THE PAST 3 YEARS!, RIDER ON LANE 3 AND FINALLY WALE ON LANE 2! ON THE COUNT OF THREE AND GUNSHOT, THE RACES WOULD START- ONE-" everyone yelled one together 

"TWO" 

"THREE" everyone counted together and the gunshot sounded and bamm the cars swept past us 

"they have to do 3 rounds of the track and the one who finishes the line-" said Shumayll pointing to the stripped lines not far from us- "- will win"  he ended

"So which one is bhai?" asked Nabz

"Is it not obvious?" asked Namaan grinning and the three sisters shook their heads

"Dawn devil" said Shumayll 

that was him? 

I watched from the binoculars as his car zoomed past other cars and took the lead 

then another car shoved him and he went almost, off road 

at this, my heart began thumping in my rib cage, very, very furiously 

what if he gets hurt? 

Relax Ruqayyah, he has done this plenty of times... i told myself 

i slowly looked back again and was glad he was again leading 

cars would hit him and he would get back on track 

he went past us and stopped at the sides 

people in orange suit ran around his car and checked things 

"Repairs" said Shumayll 

soon enough he was back on track, his black and red car distinguished 

he raced up, leaving behind 3 cars 

there was one infront and that car was bad 

the driver kept hitting Iqraams so much that at one point i thought he would go off the road 

i was literally reciting all the dua's i knew!!

the second time he passed us, he did the same thing 

stopped, repaired and began again 

this time only one car was ahead of him and that was the evil one 

"Who is ahead of Iqraam?" i whispered to Shumayll who was busy studying the race

"the Phantom, hates Iqraam to the core- they say there is a new driver-" said Shumayll and i nodded

Finally after what seemed like ages, Iqraam passed us and came to a 360 drifting halt and everybody cheered loudly 

"AND THERE YOU HAVE IT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE 23RD ANNUAL WINTER RACE WINNER- IS NONE OTHER THAN 'THE DAWN DEVIL!' A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR MR. IBRAHIM!!" yelled the man in the speakers with excitement 

the car left dust in the air but no one seemed to mind 

my heart went back to its normal pace when i saw Iqraam get out of the car and take off his helmet 

something inside me caused me to stare at his dashingly handsome features 

from his adorable eyes to the well defined jaw and messy but nice hair 

"Quit staring, come on!" whispered Shumayll and i chuckled 

Iqra and I linked hands while Nabz and Nafz linked hands as we followed the boys to Iqraam 

people were swarming around Iqraam, asking questions, autographs, what not!

I took off my hat and hung it in my arm as we walked 

"So when is the nikah?" asked Iqra smirking at me

"What nikah?" i played dumb 

i swear Iqra and Shumayll are two people who never get enough of teasing me!

"Bhai was happy to see his and Zahi's shopping trip photos all over web!" she said and i chuckled

"Was a news" i muttered and Iqra laughed

People parted ways for us and i looked up to Iqraam 

he was taller than me, btw 

i hated that fact 

i had to crane up my neck to actually see him 

i was 5'8 for Allah's sake!

His eyes met mine and he lifted up the trophy and a smile broke on my lips 

i knew he can't see me but i was happy for him 

"Congratulations, Mr. Iqraam!!" said the man in suit as he walked to Iqraam 

"Oh thank you" said Iqraam grinning at the man 

the man did not seem to like him at all 

Iqraam gave the trophy to Mark and stepped down the stage 

he walked straight to me and my heart beat quickened 

what was he gonna do? 

He stopped mid way and turned to Mark 

'I am heading back to work- have fun!" he yelled to Mark and he nodded

Iqra hugged him and so did Nabz and Nafz 

he laughed when Iqra said something to him and winked 

i shook my head smiling at their bond

"Shall we head home?" asked Nabz and Iqraam nodded

"Where are Shumayll and Namaan?" asked Iqraam and Iqra pointed to the food stall without even looking 

indeed, Shumayll was there with Namaan 

"Yo bro- we heading home!" screamed Iqraam and Shumayll and Namaan sprinted towards us 

Shumayll had a packet of chips in his hand and stood beside Iqra grinning at Iqraam 

he let out a whine when Iqra took the packet and began eating 

soon the two began bickering and Iqraam rolled his eyes

we walked to the car and the girls went with Namaan and Shumayll was left to go with Iqraam and I 

i was glad for it 

I took the back seat as Shumayll took the front passenger seat 

i took out the ipad and began tapping in todays details 

"Iqraam, you know so many people were worried for you today!" said Shumayll rather loudly and i stopped typing 

"So?" asked Iqraam, completely focused on the road 

"You are lucky man, i mean they care so much for you!" said Shumayll as he smirked at me from the outside mirror 

i so badly wanted to strangle him 

now i know what Iqra feels like with him 

"Oh and i assume you were one of them?" said Iqraam as Shumayll switched on the radio 

"Oh no- i knew you will be okay but you know... people" he drawled 'people' and i mentally face palmed myself 

"There!" said Shumayll loudly that caused Iqraam and I,both to look at him 

He grinned 

"My phone successfully plugged and read your SUV radio!" said Shumayll and Iqraam face palmed himself 

"HEY! Hands on the wheel!! don't want to die here!!" semi yelled Shumayll and i chuckled 

he played around his phone and i went back to work 

"DONE!" he yelled again and when i looked up to him, he was smirking 

there was instrumental playing in the SUV and then the song began 

"Tere bin jeena hai aise..

dil dhadka nah hoon jaise.... 

Yeh Ishq hai kya dunyaan ko

hum samjhae kaise?"

I looked up, my eyes wide and met Iqraam's 

i diverted my eyes and looked back at the Ipad as the songs volume went slightly up 

"Aah dilon key raahoon mein

Kuch aisa karjae...

Ik duje seh bichre toh, 

saan liye bin mar jae... 

I felt his eyes on me and i kept staring at the IPad screen 

why does it feel like he is directing the song to me? 

Coz he is! said my inner voice which seemed very smart atm

"O khuda.... 

batade kya lakiroon mein likha 

hum nein.. 

hum nein toh sirf ishq hai kiya... 

O Khuda....

batade kya lakiroon mein likha

hum nein..

hum nein toh sirf ishq hai kiya... "

I continued staring at the IPad screen and finally when i could not bare it, i shut my eyes and tried to zone it out 

i did not want to know Iqraam loved me so much 

i did not want to know he actually loved me 

i did not want to know what he had to say 

i did not want to get hurt again 

i did not want the pain 

i did not want anything!

i did not want to be in pain when he leaves

i did not want my kids to get hurt with me!

"Ruqayyah- are you okay?" asked Iqraam as he opened the door and stood there staring at me 

"I ne- need to get home-" i muttered and he nodded handing me water

"What for?" i asked him 

"Your head was on your knees and you seemed to be shaking!" explained Shumayll from the passenger seat and i nodded

"Please drop me home, if its okay" i said and he nodded

"No probs" with that Iqraam drove me home 

my feelings, emotions were a mess 

i was a mess 

i can't let my kids see me like this- 

no way!

So i did the next best thing 

I called up Huma didi 

"Salaam darling, sup?" she asked me and i sighed

"Can you do me a huge favor" i asked her and she replied a yes

"can you keep the kids with you until the evening? please?" i asked her and she chuckled

"Are you joking? I love them! I will ask Shumayll to pick them on the way!" she said and i nodded

"thank you!" i muttered

"Listen, are you okay, Ruqayyah? Want me to come over? I mean Shumayll and daadi mah can look after the kids for me-" she said and i sniffed

"Yup i am coming over! with Iqra- don't you worry- i will get us food!" she said and before i could protest, she hung up 

the kids were at school and Zahi knocks off at 2pm while Zaik knocks off at 3- 

I sighed and went for a long shower 

hack even a long shower could not resolve my inner conflict 

the doorbell rang and i walked to open it 

Iqra and Huma didi walked inside and greeted me with huge hugs

"So what happened?" asked didi as she put her homevcooked meals on the kitchen counter

i sighed 

i was not okay talking about Iqraam infront of his sister

"Its about my brother, isn't it?" asked Iqra as she undid her hijab leaving it on the couch 

masha Allah her hair was long and thick 

"yes!" i sighed as i also took off my niqab and hijab 

Huma didi also did the same 

"So what happened?" asked didi sitting up straight 

"I- i don't know- Shumayll put this song on, 'O Khuda' and then all the past memories flooded back and i- i don't know why but i- my heart felt... heavy" i muttered and didi nodded

"You felt worried for him?" asked Iqra leaning forward and i nodded honestly 

"Did you feel the adrenaline rush when you locked your eyes with him?" asked Didi and i nodded 

it was sorta- 

"Did your heart race when he smiles at you?" asked Iqra and i shrugged 

never noticed

"Did you feel your body heat up at his comments or actions?" asked didi and i nodded

he winks, i blush 

"Congrats girll!!!" said Iqra and didi hugged me 

"I know the feeling" she giggled 

I felt another pair of arms around me and Iqra muttered the same and this caused Huma didi and i to turn to her 

She looked away and i grinned, forgetting all my problems 

"WHO IS HE?"  we questioned her and she went pink 

"He is no one and its not like bhai will EVER say yes!" she muttered 

i chuckled

"Leave that to me- who is he?" i asked and Huma didi grinned at her

"A guy?" replied Iqra playing with the cushions 

"Name? Address? age? school?!" Huma didi questioned and i laughed 

"Hes just a stupid crush!" Muttered Iqra and didi laughed this time 

"Spill it girl!" she said firmly and i leaned forward 

"Well....?" i asked her 

"His name is....." she said and i was at the edge of my seat

"Musa" she replied 

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hahahaha i bet ya all thot it was shumayll? 

LOL 

anyways......................................

Two updates!! in one day!!

can i get a hoot hoot?

thank u!

muahh 

love u all 

oh n listen to that song above, its nice... like for real nice... i love it 

Night people!!!

~Queen