IKHLAS POV.
I called haneefah to ask how her meeting with her soon to be husband went but she didn't pick, I gave her like 20 missed calls. I was so worried, I kept having strange but dangerous feelings so I decided to go check up on her.
I was about to enter when I saw Haneef driving out, looking very worried. "what happened?" was all I could mutter.
I quickly entered and I saw Ummah looking very disturbed.
"What Happened Ummah?" I asked.
"She fainted wallahi I don't know why," she answered.
"let me go see her Ummah."
I noticed her finger moving, "i think she is awake." I said happily.
"Hanny!" I called her.
when I noticed her lips moving I brought my ear close to her mouth to hear her saying "Ikhlas forgive me"
Ummah gave her water to drink after she finished and finally looked at all of us in the room, immediately her eyes fell on me she started crying.
"Ikhlas forgive me please I know I offended you but it's not my fault."
Hearing that, Ummah and Kaka decided to give us some privacy.
"Hanny you didn't do anything wrong to me please stop begging me" I assured her.
"No I offended you Ikhlas please forgive me so I can have peace of mind" she said.
"Ok tell me exactly what happened" I asked.
"The person Abbah said I should marry is YAYA HANEEF!!!"
I felt like am being hit by a tornado storm, my heart felt like it was going to burst.
I mustered up some courage before saying. "That's nothing Hanny. I understand and you don't need to beg for forgiveness because it's not your fault. So I have forgiven you and besides am starting to get over him."
"Thank you so much ikhee" she said hugging me.
"I need to go now before it gets too late." I said looking for a way to get out of that place, all I needed was a breath of fresh air.
"Why don't you just sleepover here?" she asked, he eyes ernestly pleading with me. But honestly I just needed some time alone, a breath of fresh air to calm my broken nerves and shattered heart.
"No I need to go back, byebye and thank you once again."
I went outside before I started crying, I felt like my whole world was crumbling, I felt my heart shattering like a broken ceramic and my head was aching. The first and only guy I fell in love with is going to marry my best friend and I couldn't even bring myself to hating her.
I felt hurt, I have no one to depend on, I am so alone and lonely in my darkest time. I hate everyone but I can't hate anyone, I am both In physical and psychological pain. Everything felt numb, it was getting harder to breath and I felt like I could pass out any moment.
"Inalillahi wa Ina illahi Rajiun. Ya Allah ease my pain" I prayed and kept praying.
I went back to the hostel and cried my heart my out.
I performed Ablution and prayed two rakaats, carried my Quran and started reciting. Miraculously I felt better.The next day
"Hey Hanny!!" I called.
"Hi Ikhee you look terrible" she said, grimacing at how worn out I looked.
" yeah! can't help it but I am trying Hanny" I replied with a sigh. There's no need hiding how I felt to her, afterall she knows every detail of what's going on with me.
"Forgive me Ikhlas please"
" I have forgiven you Hanny, besides you didn't even offend me.
I will feel bad things didn't work out the way I wanted it to, but that is will of Allah and I can't change it.I have accepted it as my fate. All you have to do for me is help me move on and pray for a better one for me and I pray to Allah to bless your union." I said with a reassuring faint smile."Yes!! Ikhee I am going to continue praying for you. You will overcome this Inshallah, I know it's painful but I salute your faith and courage in tackling your problems. may Allah ease your pain and replace with a far more better person, who you will be with in health, wealth, and joy for the rest of your lives" she said and we hugged each other shedding tears.
"Mrs. Haneefah Abdulgaffar Wasai. enough of the crying let's get back to work, we have exams coming up." I said and we both chuckled before heading to the library.
I felt much better, I still felt bad but l didn't allow it to weigh me down.
" I will continue to struggle, ikhlas Ajoke Muhammad you can make it. I know it's hard but if you keep striving you will do it. It's just a matter of time before you collect your certificate and license." I said to myself.
"I don't know what you are saying but It's official you are crazy. who talks to himself for heaven's sake?" she said and facepalmed herself.
"Urrgh!! I need to go wash my face because I am feeling sleepy" she added.
" better wash it because I won't even allow you to sleep." I answered with a smirk.
"Wait, don't you have the word sleep in your dictionary?" She asked clearly frustrated.
"No I don't." I answered.
" Urrgh I don't want to even talk to you" she said, storming out.
" Don't talk to me, talk to your book" I replied.
HANEEF POV
Ever since haneefah fainted when I went to see her, I have been dreading to go see her again.
I don't know why that old woman wants me to marry her. I was told she accepted to marry me immediately her parents told her about it, that was why I went there in the first place.
I thought we could at least Know each other better. I know we don't like each other but we could work things out together. But it turned out to be that way, does she dislike me to the extent of fainting from realizing I am her fiance? If not then what is happening?
"Yaya! Yaya!! Daddy is calling you" my sister Fati said. "Ok tell him to give me two minutes" I replied.
"I heard haneefah fainted?" He asked.
" Yes sir she fainted immediately she saw me."
"Ok call her and ask about her wellbeing, don't go and see her till she finishes her exams."
"Ok dad but I don't have her number." I replied.
" Ok I will get it for you."
HANEEFAH POV
After Isha prayer, we were reading Radiographic equipments with Ikhlas when my phone rang.
Yeah after much persuasion, My grandma finally permitted the so called bride-to-be to stay in the hostel till exam finishes.
I peered at the caller ID and it was an unknown number.
" Who's number is this?" I wondered.
"If u don't want to pick then reject the call" Ikhlas said.
I picked it and the person said "Assalamualaikum"
" Waalaykasalam good evening" I greeted.
"How are you doing?" He asked.
"Alhamdulillah" I replied.
"I called to check up on you since I couldn't wait the other day" he said in a calm tone.
"Ohh I am fine Alhamdulillah. thank you very much." I answered.
" Goodnight, bye" and he hanged up.
I turned to see Ikhlas concentrating on the textbook.
Oh my God how will i tell her it's Yaya haneef....... Think of something idiot.
"If you keep staring at me like that I am going to skin you" she said her face still buried in her book.
"I... Ummmm.... It's....." I stuttered.
" I know it's Haneef so you don't have to stammer" she said in a monotone.
"Hanny it's ok to tell me I will listen to it all Even if it's hurts." She added, her eyes now fixed on mine and I felt a fresh pang of guilt hit me.
" That is the problem Ikhee I know you are hurting and I can't do anything about it. I don't feel ok seeing you like this" I replied, hurt evident on my face.
"As you can see I am stuggling Hanny all you have to do is be yourself. you don't need to be acting like a squeacky rat feeling guilty.
You are my friend and you need to stop hiding if you want us to still be friends okay?""Yes sunshine" i smiled.
"Now get back to work before I lose my temper."
"Ok mummy"
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