Because, Its Halal - muslim Romance #Wattys 2015#YourStoryIndia

Chapter 30 - Let the preparations begin!

Ladies, place your heart into the hands of Allah SWT and He will make sure He places it in the hands of a man who he believes deserves it. Inn sha Allah.

Let the preparations begin!

I did not know what to do, I just looked at Omar like everybody else did.

Why should it bother me who he spends his time with or what he was doing with Arzoo. I wasn't marrying him.

I bang the glass on the table beside me and walk out of the restaurant, Natasha follows me, a minute later Zaroon and Yusuf come out too.

"Where are you going to stay?" I ask casually like nothing just happened.

"In the hotel.I've just come here to meet a business partner so I thought to get Zaroon along for company. We'll just be leaving tomorrow night so you need not worry" He says.

"Okay!" Is all I say.

"Go back home" He says and we walk towards the main road to catch a cab, Zaroon walked slowly behind us.

May be it was very hard for him to digest what he saw. It was a shock I guess to see his sister after so long with a guy I suppose he disliked the most.

"You had no idea Zaroon had a sister?" I ask Yusuf softly.

"Not a clue." Yusuf says.

"He must be in a shock at the moment, take him to the hotel. Ill see you tmrw" I say and get into the cab without exchanging any word with Zaroon.

I get back to the PG and go to bed immediately but it was differant that I could not sleep.

Was Omar doing this to make me jealous? Or was it really happening?

But it was Arzoo who said I love you and not Omar..So did it mean that I had nothing to worry about?

Why did I have to worry about it anyway?

Argh!

This is such a weird situation or feeling.

I just shut my eyes and try to fall asleep and I do in sometime.

The next day I go to the University and concentrate on the lectures as exams were nearing and I manage to to some college work.

I get back to the PG and fall asleep. Thankfully!

Thats when I miss a few calls from Yusuf, I wake up and call him back.

"Assalamualikum, I was asleep." I say.

"Walekum assalam, Its okay..Its okay just wanted to meet up once before leaving. Never mind. Just a matter of few days and you'll be back." He says.

"Inn sha Allah. Uh..how is Zaroon doing" I ask hesistantly.

"He seems to be okay, but hardly talking" He says.

"Oh! Tell him my salam too" I say.

"Okay..Inn sha Allah I will" He pauses then continues again.

"Ayaat, I asked him about Arzoo. I couldn't get much out of him. Just that 5 years ago something happened and she left the house and after that they had no idea where she was..they assumed she was dead" He ends.

"What?" I ask surprised.

"Yep! Thats all for now. Okay we're leaving for the airport. Take care" He says and disconnects the call.

The day ended on the same note it ended the previous day. Tension.

I wonder what must have happened that Arzoo left her house and just disappeared.