Assalam alaikum
My HoneybunS..

I wont bore u with my broken speech...
Go read on..

Dedicated to
learning_muslimah
warisha3

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t's 1:50 a.m...
I still can't sleep, sitting in the balcony, nervous & excited at the same time...
Staring at the sky, I wanna shout out loud, so loud that my throat will burst..
Toooo happpyyy...
I wanna grab the whole sky & embrace it in a bone crushing hug..
But I'm nervous,
So nervous that I want to hide under the bed..

There's no space under the bed
Do why do u suggest that idea

Ainvi

Foolish brain

You'll wanna know the reason for these thoughts?
Well tomorrow's graduation day.. wOw.. I'll be a graduate!

It feels like it's independence day!

Feeling mutual brainy

I blocked my thoughts only to go in my dreams where's no confusion only solutions..

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Quack Quack Quaaaack Qua Quack
Quack Quack Quaaaack Qua Quack

I switched off the fajr alarm and stood up rubbing my eyes muttering the dua..

"Alhamdulillahillazi ahyana bada'ma ama'tana wa ilaihin nushoor"

And went to the toilet to.. you'll know why...

Author:well she's in toilet so let me tell you about the new alarm tone.. she changes her alarm tone every month. why? Her brain gets familiar with the tone so she has to do that..
previous month was professor Snape yelling,
previous to that was Michael Jackson shouting,
this month is Donald duck quacking.. 😀

After fajr salah, I prayed to Allah that everything goes smoothly,
I'll try I don't do anything stupid, no violence, no bickering...

{Author:Keyword: Try}

After reading surah fajr & yaseen.. she went for jogging listening to maher zain's playlist...

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I don't know when I reached Mr.watsons shop..
Holy fish..
I dialled Hussain...
Ring..ring..ring..

"Pick up the call.. pick up..
Hussain pick up the damn call"
I said the last part a bit loud to which everyone stared at me for a second & went back to their respective works.

"Assalamalaikum huss..''

"MINI I'M SLEEPING DON'T CALL ME " he yelled and hanged..

What the he.. I mean helboy..

(This time helboy not helicopter)

How dare he cut my call..
I'm going to hang once I get home.
I called him again..

"WHAAATTT??"
I touched my ears to ensure they aren't bleeding.

"Pick me up from Mrs.watsons shop.. now"
I raised my voice a bit.

"TAKE A BUS OR CAB .. I'M SLEEPING... I WAS UP THE WHOLE NIGHT"

"Sleepy head I don't have money and I'm late for iPhone"s sake..so pick me up "

"WELL IN THAT CASE I'M STILL 17 YRS, 10 MONTH'S.. NOT ELIGIBLE FOR DRIVING"

"really what an excuse.. We don't live in India so b.."
he hanged.. again!

Lessons to be learned-
Men are grumpy when woken up forcefully..

What to do now?
I can't take a bus..no money 😦 then cab? Nah acording to my experience cab driver's are way too flirty.. And I'm in a bad mood.. don't want to end my knuckles on their noses!

Think amna think...
Everything happens for a reason..

I saw Richard standing with his nanny.. he's our neighbours 8yr old son..
"Hey Richie rich" I whispered. "Hey hamna.. you're here for doughnuts or cupcakes?"
"No Richie, I wanna go home fast.. I'm late.. can I borrow your skateboard?" I pouted.
"What will I get?" He asked.

Seriously kids these days

I gave him a granola bar from my hoodie.. I have one always in either one of my pockets...
Good job.. I patted myself at the back... I took the skate board and swooooshhh.

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Finally I'm home!
After tripping minimum 4 times somehow I got here..

Lesson learned:
Flirty drivers are much better options than hurting my precious pair of bums...

What? They can't be replaced!

I took the skateboard, dusting my salwar, & entered greeting a salam..
"You rode home on that?"
Dad raised a questioning eyebrow, gesturing at the skate.

"Yup.. ThanX to your son"

"Which one?"

"Huss the puss"

He chuckles but Mama entered from kitchen and again it started.
"You should not...

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it's 9:00!

After a shower comes the most difficult part of the century.. what to wear?

I have 3 dresses.. I mean the one who are untouched, magically ironed.. hahaha.. and whose other pair are safe with them not in any corner which is impossible to find..

1st - a baby pink strapped maxi dress with beads on the waist which is to be paired with short blue Jean jacket and blue scarf..

2nd - a royal blue kaftaan with light bronze work on the sidelines and a drawstring at the waist.. Afzal gifted me this on my birthday.

3rd - a beige colour maxi dress with small golden belt atthe waist which is to be paired with white small jacket.

I choosed the 3rd one although wanted to wear the 2nd one..

Making a high bun, I wrapped a white stole around and wore a beady necklace. My makeup consist of a bold eyeliner, a face cream and nude lip balm.. I'm not a lipstick person.

Grabbing mama's brown purse and putting on mychecked watch imyself in the mirror..
Am I the only one who check out myself everytime I'm in front of the mirror.. nah. .

I'm missing something..
What??

Footwear duh

Yea.. heels or flats

Wanna end up in ur grave?

No

Then no heels..

Ok. I'll wear white strap flats

Perfect

I went downstairs and again after so many days I tripped on the last step..
Dad & Ed who were at the sofa started giggling like girls.. :p

"Masha Allah my angel looks beautiful" dad said whilst kissing my forehead. Ed was standing smiling widely. He was wearing a red button up shirt with black blazer and black pants..

"Yeah she looks O.k" Ed waved his hand in weird gesture.

"You aren't looking that bad"
I repeated his gestures & sticked out my tongue at him.

"So coming with me mini"

"As I have any other options"

"My tom & jerry wait a sec.. hmm.. take these"
Dad handed us two envelopes.

"You two will need them... enjoy but be back before 9"

Ed hugged him.. as we head out i put on my coat.. err.. its cold.. or am i feeling it?..
after greeting salam we drove off..

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Here we come to our destination... Alex hugged me.. and also Ed after confirming that he had a bath. She was looking beautiful in her white sheer knee length flowy dress which had red roses crawling around her.
We were heading towards the gate when a black mushtang entered.. man I'm lovin it..
The door flew open and legs covered by black pants stepped out..
A handsome guy wearing a black silk buttonup shirt
(upper 2 buttons open) and black coat stepped out..
Brown eyes hidden by Ray bans.. With a perfect prompade mane & world's zillion dollar smile..

"Ouch" a hand hit my head.

"You're staring mini.. lower your gaze" Ed whispered.

Was I staring at him?

Yes

No, I was staring at the mustang..

You were drooling over him

Autocorrect...His car

You're in lovvvvee

"WH-WHAT?" I blurted out

"What?" Ed asked

"Whaat?" I made an innocent face. Curse my subconscious!

"Nothing... hey man you look hot..beware girls gonna bite you." both started laughing.

"You've a freaking mustang?" Alex asked him.

"It's my uncle's "

While entering the gate he whispered in my ear..
"Masha Allah"

I felt hotness on my cheeks.. am I blushing? Nah...
I smiled at him but inside I'm doing this -

I like to Move it Move it,
I like to move it...

Madagascar rocks!

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{A/N - hey amazing readers, I lack the experience of graduation.. so no info on amna's independence day 😜 so open the doors of imagination & imagine what happened😂}

Then we all had dinner after prating usha at nearby masjid..
Alex went home in her car followed by bodyguards..
Ed went in his car.. N for me as always happens in a sappy movie.. Afzal dropped me home..
For the first time, no one of us uttered a single word, complete silence but not awkward one..
A peaceful silence.

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Next day...

Aasmano se utaara noor h koi,
Aasmano se utaara noor h koi,
Aisa lagta h hoor h koi..
Aasmano se utaara noor h koi,
Aasmano se utaara noor h koi.

{A/N:that's Afzal's ringtone}

"I'm sleeping DARE NOT DISTURB"
I yelled & hanged the call.

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I woke up.. still sleepy..
Wo-man it's 12:30 pm..
Tossing away the duvets,
still in my pajama and pooh tee;
I trudge towards the bathroom.. applying coalgate on my toothbrush, I went to my balcony.. my eyes half-open half-closed..
Leaning & putting all my weight on the railings, I started brushing my lovely pearls..

Eee-ee-ee-eee...

I turned right,
Mr.khan sipping i-think-its-tea

I turned left?
A cute dove poki..

WAIT..

I turned right àgain..
Mr.khan still sipping
i-think-its-tea..

What the fudge?

This can't be..
I'm dreaming..
I pinched my arm..
he's Still here..

I'm hallucinating...
I rubbed my eyes..
Hes Still here..

I'm definitely dreaming..
This is not my balcony..
This is my bed...

Yes..
I started jumping...
Hes Still here...

"Allaaaahhhh"

Yelling I ran to the bathroom, splashed water on my face; slapped my cheeks 3-4 times.

"I'm awake" I assured myself

Running to the balcony,
I peeked to Hussain's balcony..
no one's there..

Yaaaayyyy...
I twirled & did a small chicken dance..
Nowadays I'm getting weird dreams..but this was a really weird one..

Fixing my hair in a ponytail, I stepped out of my room not bothering to have a bath.

Feeding my stomach is more important than washing my body.. 😜

As I stepped out.. I thought of double checking.. you know just to keep Mr.brain calm.

Tiptoeing to his room.. I did a lil sneak-peek silently praying it to be a dream..

Alhamdulillah

My lips went from dot to mega watt..

Spreading happiness I ran downstairs and thump..

"Amna where's your stole?"

"I don't need it in my house"

"Wear this" huss handed me his hoodie.. After confirming that my bare hands and head is covered he stepped aside..

O wind blew me away in a tornado

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