"I think I should leave",Aaeyma winks at me in a low voice. "Walaikumasalam", I said looking astonished, hoping that what I see is not true.Aaeyma greeted back.

"I am outside Iqra,in case you need any thing",saying this she got up and whispers in my ear,"I know you won't" and she left.

Omar and I were alone.

After eight months I had seen him.We have not seen each other after the incident, not even when our marriage got fixed.It's not that I had friends with boys but always Omar have been different.

Omar Abdullah is indeed a well built man with a clean heart,that I have experienced. His sparkling grey eyes,sharp nose,perfect cut of face,dark brown hair,a charming and charismatic personality.

I knew all of these very well.

But above all he have a lot and a firm faith in Allah.

The reason for my YES.

He too is a part of my dark days.

'Astagfuriallah',I mentally say, as he is still not my husband and examining his features is not what I should be doing.

"Are you okay?", He said moving towards me. My temperature began to rise up. And my face starts to turn red. "Hey,Am I making you uncomfortable?"he said with a smile.

'Obviously,How could you be so comfortable?'.

Has he overpowered the dark days of his life? Or has he made peace with it?',I started day dreaming. Only his touch at my ankle brought me back to present. "Omar,it's okay!",I wanted to move my leg away from his hand. "You took my name!"he looked surprised.

I want to get out of this room,I wish Hamza or Aaeyma comes to my rescue.

No! no, what will Hamza think!.Am I too overdoing it.I am going to get married to this guy in less than 48 hours. I should stop this. "Okay,okay I am not going to-",he said this with moving his hand away. I knew what he was going to say,that he wouldn't touch me.

A feeling of guilt strike my heart. But here I am correct, he's still a non mehram, leave away touching thinking too is prohibited.

"Are you okay?",He ask.

"Yes I am,but what are you doing here?",I said confused.

"You hanged up the phone in middle and I thought you were thinking that I was joking when I said, I will be here" , he said standing up and moving towards me. I shifted in my place so that the distance between us grew, "Ohhh, no that's not the thinking,Aaeyma came in so I just-". He continued my line,"so you just hanged up because you didn't want to talk to me in front of your friend?",now he came more close to me.

"What made you think that?",I said in discontent. "Nothing, how's it now? What did the doctor tell?".

"It will be good in few days, surely it will get healed before my Bidaai.",I said moving my gaze away, avoiding his and mine eyes to lock.

"I bet it does,otherwise my plan-",he stopped,yet another knock at the door and this time it's Hamza. I just froze in my place, what would my brother think of me,Omar standing so close to me!.

I want to push Omar away!.

But I know my efforts will be in vain as I can hardly move because my leg have been tied up so tightly. "Asalamualiak,Omar",he said, cooly .

I am tense to the core!.

"Walaikumasalam", Omar replied. They chatted for a while.

"Iqra, doctor said we can go home,he checked your X ray and gave a spray". Hamza said looking at me with teasing eyes.
'What for is Hamza doing this?'.

Aaeyma came in,Hamza and she helped me to get into the car. While Omar stood a little away. Thanks to Allah!Omar didn't tried to help me with getting up. But if this continues, he would do that some day soon. That thought made me sweat.

"Don't worry, he is gone", Aaeyma said noticing my state,while busy texting.
"Stop it. By the way to whom are you texting??".

"To your and my friends", She said with twisting her nose that made her look so innocent.
"No way!. Are you telling them,what I am thinking?",I said closing my eyes and taking support of the back of seat.

"It's okay,Iqra he is going to be your husband". "Yah,that's what I am trying to say! He is going to be my husband and he is NOT MY HUSBAND", I grunted.

Thanks to Allah!,Hamza didn't uttered a word regrading the hospital scene,not in the car and not even when we reached home.
I went to my room obviously with help of Hamza and Maaz. My phone beeped and thinking that it will be Omar I checked, ':D, a secret of brother and sister,love you and happy for you", Hamza message me along with a smiley.

Zara came to me and hug me tightly, I could feel that she had been crying for too long."Zarooo, it's okay baby. I know that you would never hurt me, intentionally! It's okay.",I said keeping my hands on her shoulders.
"But,Aapi it's always me who is making you cry. Even at the time when you and-",She stopped,trying to control her words."Zara ,please stop!I don't want to hear that again.It wasn't your fault.", I said trying not to cry.

"Sorry,Aapi",again she wispered.

"Do a favour on me",looking at her big hazel eyes I said.

"Anything Aapi", she replied wiping off her tears.

"Just remain the same.FOREVER!!",I said hugging her.

After dinner Sameera, Arzoo, Sadia and Aaeyma were sitting on my bed. They had already teased me with the hospital thing.We were having the fun that each and every one of us had longed for.

"Where's the luggage?",I said looking around the room and finding nothing extra.

"Iqra,stop acting like a child. Your Nikah is day after tomorrow,how can we be here? Omar will come here after the Nikah!",Arzoo said looking at me hoping that I would blush.I did,but the reason is unclear to me.

"Oh yes!",I said.

"But how will you all manage to sleep in one room?"I asked her back."Nope!Aeyma is going to sleep with you to have a eye on you,only on your Nikah evening you would be left alone",

Sameera replied and they burst out in a laugh.

I too smiled,"Yah, whatever!",I said looking at Sadia and telling her to spray my ankle."You don't know, na?",Sadia said while shaking the bottle before spraying it.

"What?",I said looking at all my friends one by one, and then I noticed that every one shifted their gaze to see Aaeyma. "Aaeyma will you please enlighten, Iqra!",Arzoo said poking her.

"What!, is it true?!" I exclaimed delighted. Aaeyma noded, "Yup its true!", She said blushing.

"Which month", I ask, excitedly. "Second",She replied.

"I am soo happy for you",I said extending my hands for a hug.

Aaeyma is pregnant!.

Ma sha Allah!.

She is stepping into the most important part of a woman's life.

She would become a Mother!!.

Jannah,will now be placed under her feet.I could not stop thinking how beautiful that feeling would be, of becoming a Mother.

Will I ever be able to get that happiness?.

Will I make peace with my past or let it torpedo my present and future???.

        
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