Chapter 1
"Oh sh*t, it's raining. I can't skip college," he shouts, thinking of the person for whom he went to college daily. He wears his rain suit and starts his black Yamaha r15.
Fatima POV:
Her chuck-hazel eyes were roaming around the sky because she loves this weather. It was a rainy day, but still, she decided to attend college. I was wearing a misty blue short frock with black trousers and a baby pink brown hijab. I reached the gate, put down my umbrella, and entered my classroom. Whole-class bickering.
I sat down in a corner near a window alone. The professor entered the classroom, and the class began.
Let me introduce
name: Fatima
age: 18
Studying accounts
Religion :Muslim
Nationality: Pakistan
Introvert, talk less, bestie in opposite college, have trust issues, single, eyes full of dreams, no Internet in marriage, love KitKat more than anything
The lunch bell rings and everyone starts going out of the classroom. I don't have any appetite, so I decided to go to the library. I entered the library and started studing. While writing notes, I heard " ahham ahaam."
I look up from my book and get annoyed by him; this is the fourth time he has come to ask me for marriage. I asked him getting pissed, "What do you want, Jeon?. He replied with a smile "well i want my answer,". "Don't you have shame. How can you ask me for marriage?" . "Of course I have, which is why I ask for marriage, not a haram relationship.".
I start packing my things and start going. I heard him say, "Wait, Fatima," but I ignore him. A chuckle came out of his mouth as he said, "You are making me crazy each and every second, oh my Fatima." I came back from university. I went straight to my room. I was very tired, so I offered my Zohar and went to sleep.
Let me introduce you
name: Jeon Araiaz
age: 19
Parents: Pakistani
siblings: only son (Muslim)
Grandparents from Korea, therefore he used "jeon" in his name, studying business, and fell for Fatima , only hier of his family.
After I wake up, I complete my assignment and look after the kitchen. At night, I was sitting near the window, thinking of his word "annoyed." . As I think in my mind, "I have to study well to be an independent girl, and about marriage, it's not my age to think about such things." . My phone starts ringing. I look at it, and I'd see a smile appear on my face. It was none other than my bestie.
She asked me "Hi baby. How are you? How was your day?". "As always," I replied. She said, "Did he ask again?" A sign came out of my mouth. "Just focus on your studies; you know, we have to do a lot of things in our lives. So just focus on your study, ok?" she said. "Yah, yah, I know more than you. "Okay, I have to sleep now. I will talk to you later. She replied, "Yah, yah, take care, Allah Hafiz." . I offer my isha and sleep. The next day, I reached university early, so I decided to sit on the ground.
I always love how moderate the weather is after rainy days. I closed my eyes for some time under a shady tree. I feel someone's presence behind me. I looked back and saw Araiz again. He was wearing a black jacket and a blue straight pant. He handed me a handbag full of my favorite chocolate and said, "Here, take it."
I asked him " why would I " . and he put the bag on the ground and said, "Fatima, I promise I will keep you happy. Just trust me once." . On which I replied, "Don't you have anything other than this?". He looked straight into her chuck–hazel eye and said, "What can I do to make you believe me?" . I got frustrated. "So you really want to marry me?". He immediately nodded and reply, "yes,". "So prove yourself and make yourself independent.
U r studying business right than came to me when you rule the whole industries". He looked staring in her arbs "will u say yes after that?". She stood up and replied confidently "I promise I will say yes without hesitating." . I stood up with a straight face and went straight to my classroom.
I was writing my notes when Noor asked me, "Asalam o alaikum, how are you?" to which I replied, "Walaikum, aslaam, I am fine." . Do you heard about the scholarship sheme . I look up from my register. "Yes, collage is offering students to study abroad on scholarships; you have to apply. Come on". "I have to ask my father, then I will." The professor entered and class began.
On the other hand, Araiz was still thinking of her words. "She is right, I depend on my father's business. I have to prove myself.". He also went to his classroom. After college, I went straight to the masjid because I had to free my mind.Standing up at the prayer mat, my mind was into her words, but I started while saying", "Allahuakbar. After offering salah, I raised my hand for dua
_Yaa Allah! Oh my Allah I can't thank you enough for your blessing. Ya illahi shurak, alhamdurilah, for your every blessing... Ya Rabi, I am asking for your help. Oh, Allah, give me strength to get my love. I only trust you, and I only have hopes for you._
I came back home from the masjid and entered my home when my mom shouted "My little Jeon, come here and have lunch." I sat on the chair, and mom served me food. Than dad asked, "why do you seem silent?" "Dad, I am thinking of starting a business" I replied. He became shocked and said, "It's better than handle my seat." . "No, dad, I want to do it on my own, I replied. Dad, tell me some basics so that I can start it. At night, I was lying on the bed, thinking, "I will prove you, yes, surely I will make you mine." I went to sleep.
Fatima pov
The next day, collage announced the final exam. Everyone was talking about it. I notice he hasn't been nagging me today; as I say, "It's good; I will be in peace." I went to the library and started collecting the books I needed. When I heard someone talking, "Do you see Araiz? How can he reject me?" While sobbing, she again said, "I surely know he must like someone here; I swear I will find them soon."
I gulped down my saliva and started doing it again. The whole day passed like this. After collage, I was standing at the gate when I saw him coming out of the classroom with some papers in his hand. He seemed a bit rushed. He passed by me without even glancing, which he always does. I feel a little distracted but I just let it go.
Whole months passed as I was busy with exams, and he didn't even nag me once. After last paper we came out of class "yaaaaah finally i am free". I sat down on the ground near a tree and closed my eyes.
It was a peaceful moment. And then his thought caught in my mind: "I think, like others, surely he must have found someone else.". A sign came out of my mouth. My phone started to ring.
I picked up the phone and heard, "Congratulations, baby, your exam is over. What are you doing today? Are you free?" I laugh at her excitement. "Yes, I am." "Ok, then I will come to pick you up, ok?" she said. "Okay, as you say." I cut the call and again closed my eyes.
At restaurant
"Really, he hasn't nagged you," she asked me, "hmm." "Wow, how stupid. I think he must be a lazy one to rule industries she started to laughed. "Leave it; tell me, did you apply for a scholarship" I asked, "Yah, let's see what has been written in our fate." After I reached home, I offered Isha and sat down near the window. I heard a door knock as my father came and sat beside me. "What happened, my child?. "Nothing; I am just worried about my exam result,"
"Don't worry, whatever happens will be good for you inshallah," as he opened his arm for me. I immediately hugged him. "Appa, you trust me, right?" I asked him while looking at him "Of course, why would I not? Just remember one thing: do not desire something that is not permissible in Islam.". I replied him " ok Appa " . He stood up, saying, "If you already offer Isha to go to sleep, it's already 11 p.m."
Result day I was sad that couldn't be able to get a scholarship, but still I have a good grade I can have admission in Pakistan's best University. I was passing my library when I heard "hey, listen." I turned around, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw Araiz standing in baby blue huddie.
"Plzz, can you listen to me last time?" I was confused about what he was saying last time. "Someone will see us. What do you want to talk about?" I asked. "Plz, can we sit in the library for some minutes? I promise I will not take much time," he replied. I nodded my head, and we both sat opposite each other since it was result day and there was no one. "How was your result?" he asked me. I replied, "Tell me what you want to say; I don't have much time." I asked him with a straight face. "Actually, I am going back to Korea, Fatima."
My heart sank after listening to this; nothing was coming out of my mouth. "I want to ask you one last time, Fatima. Please answer me. You will wait for me, right? I promise I will prove it to you and fulfill your condition. Just tell me, will you wait for mee?". My heart was beating very fast. I was shocked by his words. I was lost in my thoughts. When I heard him say, "Please, Fatima, answer, don't leave me with empty hope. At least give me one chance to proff." Both of their hearts were beating like a roller coaster.
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