Huzaifa stood in front of his room mirror,messing around with his hair as he tried to hurry to meeting his friends.

Your friends or her?His consciousness threw at him and Huzaifa groaned.

His friends and her.Ya Allah,he knew it was wrong but MashaAllah she was beautiful.Hw could not get the image of when he first saw her out of his head.

“Are they always like this?” Huzaifa asked Farooq who nodded,his face covered in a amused smile as the others.

“Yep but according to Zahraa it used to be worst when their other friend was with them.”

“Other friend?Which other friend?” Luqmaan asked curiously.

“They have a friend by the name of Yasmin,she lost her husband a two years ago and since then she hasn't been in contact with them.Zahraa speaks very highly of her.”

Huzaifa sat stunned,wow.Whoever this girl was must have loved her husband dearly that she pulled herself away from her friends.

Huzaifa wanted to ask more but he was cut off by a barely audible voice,”Well,wish and hope no more Zazu.Congrats by the way.”

Huzaifa looked up and he smwas stunned.

The woman in front of him was beautiful MashaAllah.She was quiet short,only coming to Zahraa’s shoulder.She had beautiful brown eyes that took in her friends.He admired her gaze that did not stray from her friends.

“This is the friend who's opinion matter a hell load to Zahraa.” Farooq whispered to them and he cleared his throat causing the women to turn.Even then the newcomer’s gaze did not stray towards them.

“Sorry,I kind of get excited to see this girl.Anyway.” Zahraa hooked her arm into the woman's elbow and smiled at Farooq,”This is Yasmin,my best friend and Yasmin this is Farooq,my going to be husband.”

Farooq gave Yasmin a smile,”It's great to finally meet Zahraa’s other half.I've heard a lot about you.”

Huzaifa smiled when Yasmin gave Zahraa a suspicious look,”All good things I hope.”

Zahtaa rolled her eyes at the comment,”Duh.Oh and this is his best friends.Zayaan,Luqmaan and Huzaifa.”

Huzaifa held his breath hoping she would at least look at them but unfortunately she only glanced over them,fast.Then nodded her head and looked down.

”Can we sit or are we going to get this whole thing going while we standing?”

Her comment got them going and Huzaifa could not help but throw her subtle glances every few minutes.Non which she caught.He wondered what mystery was she that got him hyped.What about her pulled him to her?What was it about this woman who's sincere answers sent her best friends throwing her mock glares.Hw wished he could now but alas,he did not know if he would get a chance.

Huzaifa finally got his hair how he wanted it and and after grabbing his wallet,which he slid into his back pocket.He grabbed his keys and after greeting his parents rushed to his car.

He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel to the beat of Baarish and he felt his face split into a smile as he started pulling closer to the place he had to meet everyone.

Huzaifa messed with his hair once more before getting off the car and locking it.He walked into Spur and his eyes fell on his friends.

He told the waiter that he was with them and proceeded towards the table.His eyes scanned the table and he saw who he was looking for.

Huzaifa felt his heart jump when her eyes lifted and landed on him,but then he was disappointed when she looked down.

Calm down idiot,don't make a fool of yourself,he thought.

“As salaam mu alaykum guys.” All the men stood up to greet him and they hugged before he took a seat.

“How come you late man?” Luqmaan asked and he shrugged.

“I woke up late.”

“Like always.” Zayaan said as he chewed on a chip and Huzaifa knocked him on the back of his head.

“Shut up.Did you'll already order for me?”

“Yeah we did.Only you and Yasmin are waiting for your meals.”

Huzaifa nodded and he looked at Yasmin who sat in between Zahraa and Sameeha,who seemed to be arguing.

“Liverpool sucks.”

Sameeha narrowed her eyes at Zahraa,”Oh well Manchester City sucks ever more.”

“Oh hell no gurl.At least we reach the finals and win,Liverpool gives hope and loses.I mean even children who buy Liverpool covers fail their finals.”

“Wait let's clear this for once.Yasmin.” Huzaifa smiled when he saw Yasmin’s eyes go wide as tennis balls and she shook her head.

“No.Don't bring me in this.I'm a cricket girl leave me to my sixes and fours and no balls.I don't have the time and energy to watch a boring kicking back and forth game.Oh and see my food has come.Eat your food and let me eat mine.”

The waitress announced what she had and Yasmin put her hand forward,but she was still too far.Huzaifa took it from the waitress and held it out to Yasmin who took it.

“Jazakallah.”

She had spoken to him and Huzaifa quickly recovered,”Ameen.” Before turning to take his plate from the waitress.

They discussed a whole load of topics and every few minutes his eyes fell on Yasmin who kept on ignoring her best friends who seemed set on annoying one another with soccer jokes.

But Huzaifa and the others got the finally kick when Yasmin looked Farooq straight in the face and said,”This is what you gotta deal with after you get married.She comes with no return policy or guarantee.I hope you have a good insurance policy cause you gonna have bruises every single time anything and I mean anything excites her,which is every single time she sees anything.I wish you the best of luck and an everlasting jar of patience.”

Everyone burst out laughing while Zahraa gave Yasmin a terrified look,”Did you have to?”

Yasmin gave her a smirk,”This is revenge for what you did to me in front of Muhammed.Gosh,I was so embarrassed plus after our nikkah he kept on teasing me about it.So payback is a you know.”

Zahraa rolled her eyes,”It wasn't even that bad and Muhammed teased you cause you went red the first time.”

“Duh,what did you expect me to do?Laugh like a maniac or run?If by the way would have been weird cause this was at our engagement.He even went and bought me a frog teddy bear as a joke.How do you think I felt?You know if he was here he'd have made Farooq a board that would have said no guarantees or returns on married mad person.You keep as is.We are not responsible for any injuries or madness that the product causes.Good luck.”

Zahraa scrunched up her face,”Yeah,he would have and then he would threaten Farooq for the fun of it,cause on your wedding day I threatened him.”

Yasmin shook her head with a smile,”He was a one in a million person.”

Zahraa and Sameeha who were the closest to Yasmin wrapped an arm around her,holding her in a tight hug.

“He was your one in a million person.”

At that point the men only exchanged glances while Farzana reached over to try to put a hand on Yasmin’s shoulder.

Huzaifa could only imagine what a wonderful person Muhammed must have been.The love and longing In Yasmin’s voice said so much about how she felt of her mahroom husband.The longing in her eyes that seemed to go to a faraway land brought tears to Huzaifa’s eyes and he blinked them away.

MashaAllah how beautiful is the bond of marriage that even after a spouse passes on the other remembers him with such love.

Huzaifa was saddened by Yasmin’s sad eyes and he decided to break the tension.

“I heard that ice cream is a great mood lifter and since things here have gone a bit too serious let's order some lekker ice cream.”

The women pulled away from one another and Farooq sent him a greatful look.

“I don't want ice cream only.I want the peppermint tart with ice cream.” Yasmin said and Huzaifa saw a dreamy look in her eyes.

Zahraa glanced at her best friend with twinkling eyes,”Sweet tooth much?”

Huzaifa laughed when Yasmin pulled tongue at Zahraa,”Crazy person much.”

“You sucha child.”

“Says the person who gets excited seeing a snail.”

Zahraa looked offended,”Snails are cute.”

“And you are not just like your damn favorite Man City player who looks like he swallowed a couple of frogs each time he comes on the pitch.”

Zahraa narrowed her eyes and Yasmin quickly moved back when she raached out to slap Sameeha’s hand.

“Oh please at least he doesn't look like your favorite player who's hair seems to be the silver wire we clean pots with,that cut your hand every time.”

Yasmin looked at the men with a pleading look,”Someone please call the waitress.”