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A YEAR AGO.

"Dia, get up." Ami shook me. I slowly opened my eyes.

"I'm up."

"Acha, come down for breakfast. Is your revision complete?" she asked as she prepared my uniform. I sat up and made a face.

"Ami please that, I can do that myself." I said as I jumped on my feet and took my things from her. She beamed at me and touched my cheek.

"Anything for my baby girl."

I smiled and kissed her hand. She went down stair. I quickly got ready and went to join my family for breakfast. Abu had left already and Haris was already done.

"Jaldi, the buss will be here soon." Ami claimed. I quickly ate up my cornflakes and gulped down my tea.

"Dia Aapi, Abu said to tell you that he will pick you up from school." Haris mentioned. I nodded in the affirmative. Haris left when his van came and soon after, mine arrived as well.

"Good luck with your exam Dia." Ami said as she blew on me with the Dua she was reciting. I smiled and ran to the bus.

Today was my Urdu exam, which I really had difficulty with learning, I took out my book and revised the poems once again—I really hated these nazams and ghazals. When we reached the school, Hina and Shumaila caught up with me at the gate.

"So how's your prep?" Hina inquired.

I shrugged with a pout. "Yeah, I guess its okay."

"Oh, don't worry. You always say that despite taking first place every year." Shumaila rebuked.

I chuckled. "Yes, but this is the deciding year. We have to give it our all."

They both agreed and we took our seats according to our role numbers in the examination hall.

After three hours of definite torture, we were finally free. We went to the school ground to chat till our parents came to pick us up.

"Wow, I made it." I cooed.

Hina beamed. "Yeah sure." She stuck out her tongue to me. I returned the favor.

"You kids." Shumaila, the mature bee slapped our backs teasingly. We laughed gleefully but we froze when we heard the final bell of the boys' school nearby.

"Hey hey, wait, he's gonna come out." Hina chirped as she gazed at the hotie Haroon Ashraf who was a few yards away from us, chatting with one of his friends. Yup, I like him. He's gorgeous, he's gora—fair, he's smart and Shareef and very very cool and nice. He typical pathan boy.

"Hey guys, I have good news for you." Hina said.

"What is it?"

Hina bit her lip. "We are engaged!" she shrieked. My smile wiped out.

"What do you mean?" I asked in disbelief.

She grinned like a maniac. "Me and Haroon. Well not yet techinically but his parents came over this weekend. I couldn't believe that they asked for my hand in marriage." She squeaked. I smiled lowly.

I like Haroon but he has chosen Hina, who is a pathani herself, a beauty with grey eyes and a chestnut hair.

"Congratulations, I'm so happy for you." Shumaila hugged her. I also hugged her. Although I was upset, but it didn't matter, as long as my friend was happy I was happy.

They talked about her engagement party. I was quiet.

"So, you are seventeen and are engaged, how do you feel?" I asked after they were done talking.

"I feel amazing. Now I can go to Uni with peace of mind." Hina stated.

I smiled. I was the only unengaged girl in the group now. Shumaila was already bethroved to her cousin since childhood.

"So Dia, what about you? When are you planning on getting a fiancé?" Hina teased. I pursed my lips.

"It's too early for me yet. I have a lot to do, you know, complete Uni, get a good job, get into community welfare and so much more."

"But still, what qualities do you want in your future husband?"

I breathed deeply. "Well," I began whilst my eyes on the sky. "I want to spend my life with someone who is a good shareef person. He should be a good devoted Muslim—someone who doesn't call himself Shia or Sunni but just a plain Muslim. He should be as patriotic as me and help to contribute to Pakistan. He should be loving and he should only look at me. but I'm not gonna marry until I'm thirty and accomplished." I responded the last part cheekily. Before I could hear their comments, I heard a familiar horn.

"Abu is here, I should go now." I said and ran towards my father's Mercedes.

"Asalam Alaikum Abu." I greeted when I got in the car.

"Walaikum Asalam, how is my sweet daughter?" he asked as I received his loving kiss on my forehead.

"Subhan Allah, it went well thanks to your blessings." I replied cheerfully.

"That's nice, then let's go for a treat." He said and I squealed in excitement. I was so sure that we were gonna go to Gelato affair for my favorite chocolate ice cream but instead he took me to a boutique and had me changed into a fabulous outfit.

"Shukria Abu, it's a wonderful dress but you didn't need to buy me one." I said as we headed towards the Regent Plaza.

"Why not. There isn't anything that I can't get my princess now can I?" he said.

I smiled. But I was surprised to find Ami standing at the entrance. She was dressed very formally. She took my hand and led me to the bathroom.

"Ami why are you putting makeup on me?" I asked as she started on me.

"Because, we have a surprise for you." She said as she finished doing my eyes.

I blinked in confusion.

When we came to our usual table at the restaurant, I saw that Abu and Haris were sitting with two more people. They were both me, one was middle aged while the other one was very old looking.

They stood up as they saw me and Ami coming and smiled respectfully.

"This is Mr.Fayaz Atish. He is the owner of the Atish Group of Companies."Abu introduced the man to us.

"Mr. Fayaz, this is my lovely daughter Khadijah." Abu introduced as he came near me and proudly shouldered me. I smiled as I blushed. We greeted and sat down

I was silent. What is going on? Oh well, he must be Abu's business assosiate and this must be a business dinner, but Abu doesn't usually associate his family with his work. This is the first time.

After we had our dessert, Abu started." Humaira, congratulations, Mr. Atish here has brought the marriage proposal of his grandson, Shehzad Atish." Abu told Ami who beamed with happiness.

But in was left dumbfounded. The blood drained from my face.

I froze.

But everyone around me was laughing and cheering and looking at me with hopeful glances.

What is happenoing?

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