Rohaan Dilawar Azeem
Practicing Muslim
Aspiring Lawyer
Obedient Son and Loving Brother
Passionate about career
Hareem Raza Habib
Practicing Muslimah
A Supportive Daughter
Quiet and Rebellious
Determined to her cause
Join these two souls in a journey...
"I know it hurts to say goodbye But it's necessary no matter how much I want to stay close to you" ______________________________________
The dawn of the next day broke through the horizon as the sun shone bright scattering it's rays to miles away. From the colour of mild blue to orange to complete yellow it was indeed a new day. The sun has arose from the east and the day just begin.
Hareem slowly opened her eyes as the sun peeking through the curtains blinded her for a second. Adjusting her vision to the bright light she sat up on the bed. Looking around at everything she was digesting that its not her room she would be awaking to. One glance at the clock told her that it ticks eight in the morning. A side glance at her left side told her that Sohail was not beside her. Just then she heard a click and saw him coming out of the bathroom. Upon casting his gaze on her he smiled softly and said
"Good morning". She too replied to his greetings and they fell in silence. She was too shy or clueless to speak next but he beat her to it
"I hope you slept fine. Ammi called us downstairs for breakfast. Your family will be arriving soon".
She once again nodded her head and went to the bathroom after collecting her toothbrush from her personal hand bag. Washing her face thoroughly she came out of the bathroom all showered and fresh. She saw him getting dressed. When he turned to her he said
"I'll be going downstairs first. I'll come over again after a while then we'll head down together".
She smiled and nodded and decided to thank him through words "Thank you. I won't take much time".
He smiled and nodded his head and went downstairs. She sighed and pat dried her hairs and leave them open to let them dry until she will sort out what to wear. Opening her suitcase as she was yet to organize her closet she looked through the clothes to find a suitable one. After a lot of thoughts and inner dilemma she settled onto a beautiful blue and red dress with some decent embroidery.
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Hareem's dress.
She quickly changed into it and decided to put on light makeup. Applying a coral lipstick, mascara and light blush she was ready. She wore her mother's kangans. Completing her look with little white shiny studs, she let her hair down and that was it. As promised she heard the click of the door and saw her husband coming inside. He looked at her and she felt shy and downcasted her eyes. Walking up to her with slow steps he offered his hand to her and ask
"Shall we?" His voice was tender almost a whisper. She swiftly slid her hand into his and stood up. He assessed her with his soft eyes and muttered
"You look beautiful".
She smiled yet again and thanked him. Together they went downstairs and she could hear her mother's voice. She felt emotional all of a sudden as if she was hearing her voice after a long time. Taking slow steps towards the living room she could make out the voices of her family. Reaching the living room they both greeted everyone.
