Holding onto anger is like drinking a poison and thinking the other person would die
BUDHA
Iqraam
"What. Do. You. Want?" Was all i heard from her to know it was him
Running downstairs, I stood in front of ammi who held terror in her eyes
"What happened?" I asked her
She held a finger up and asked for a second alone
I did not want to do so but eventually I left the living room
Pacing around the kitchen I waited for ammi to tell me what had happened
She was still on the phone though
"Iqraam calm down!" Said Ruqayyah and I looked up to her in surprise
It was the first time she called me Iqraam
Ignoring the fluttering of my heart, I sighed
"I- I can't- knowing..." I said and heaved a deep sigh
She waited for me to continue
Just than my ammo entered followed by Iqra
"What happened?" I asked her immediately
Her eyes seemed puffed out
He made her cry!
"Ammi....." I said and she smiled weakly
"Iqraam... he just umm... called to ask..." she said and i growled
"Ask about? You? How you held up after his deceit? Or Iqraa? How he left the little her with you? Or me? Whether i am alive or dead?" I asked her in rage, my voice, however was quite calm
Her eyes widened
"Iqraam!" she said and i screwed my eyes shut
How could i have forgotten i had his blood running in my veins?!!
"Ammi why did he call?" Squeaked Iqra from beside me
She held my arm and i put my hand on her shaking fingers
"He called," said ammi looking at us and her eyes watered
"To ask to.... meet you both" she whispered the last part
I felt Iqraa's hand tightened around my arm and I felt my anger level rise
Reciting tau'udh I screwed my eyes shut
Ya Allah after all these hard years when we we're finally over him, he's back! Please guide me through this!
"Ammi.... we need to think" I said and Iqra's eyes widened
I nodded my head and she looked away
Iqra has no idea how he looks
Nor do I but I remember faint details about him like his eyes and smile
I walked out of the kitchen and walked to the terrace with a raging heart and mind
Staring off into the forests, I felt my eyes water.
Why was it all happening now?
After like 20 years! Wallahi which father does that?!!
My ammo had enough troubles bringing us up
We faced such hardships and what not just to be in this position all over again?
"Iqraam...." said Ruqayyah's soft voice
I wiped the tears away with the back of my hand
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The Billionaire and The Niqabi
Spiritual-UNEDITED- | IBRAHIM BOOK I | Iqraam Ibrahim; a billionaire who had it all. A loving family, money, fame, an empire and was living his dream as a CEO and Racer. He felt that he was 'Content.' And that 'Content' changed to something more when he met...
