Date:24-01-25

Huriya’s POV🦋

I hold into Taqdeer,
And my faith, my Taqdeer bought you.

Once this starless life drown into abyss now disappeared into fog.

Your light made my darkness fade.
Your blue orbs became my hope.
Your smiles became my ray of trust.

In this broad sky you are my only star that is shining in my life..

How can a perfect man like you fall for me Azlan? Mr. Ansari you always call me your jaan but you are the one who is taking my jaan. My dear Ansari my handsome knight what am I going to do? Ya Allah give this man some hidayat so that he can give my heart a little bit peace. He is always making my heart race so fast that I afraid it will come out soon. My Mr. Grumpy knight.

I was murmuring while looking at his photo. I took his this photo secretly while he wasn't paying attention to me. He was talking with Daiyan bhaiyu on something important and I took this chance and clicked his photo and framed it. No one knows about it, I am sure if they knows, I will be dead out of shyness.

My fingers were caressing his photo when I heard a knock to my door I immediately took the frame and hid it under my pillow case. I sit and composed  myself a little and heard another knock, without I delaying more I took my Orna (Dupatta or Scraf) and rushed towards the door not before looking at the mirror and checking myself properly and then opened the door. I asked my words while opening the door,

“Who?”

“Jaan it's me, Can I come?”

Azlan! Allah! I was just missing him and you sent him.

“Ye-Yeah yeah! Come come inside Azlan.”

Uff my stammers, Whenever he is around me this happens.

“Jaan I heard you didn't come out since afternoon. Are you ok? I hope You aren't sick right?”

“N-No Azlan nothing to worry.”

“Ma said that you made the snacks and without even having them properly you come upstairs to sleep. I am telling you jaan you better not engross yourself in chores and fall sick or else-”

His concerns and his little threats I really love it, but I stopped him in middle,

“Mr. Ansari Calm down okay? And I am not sick see am I looking like a sick person? Not at all. It's just I wanted to sleep a little bit so I came to my room. And remember I don't do any chores because you all get heart attack!”

I paused for a moment and looked into his eyes, I genuinely like to make food for them. It really makes me happy to see my family enjoying my homemade food. Family? Yes my family my own family now I have my own family and it's all thanks to my Allah and this man standing right Infront of me.

“But I like to make food for you all at least let me make this.”

He sighed for a second and looked at me with his charming eyes that holds lot of care and love for me, which always overwhelm me with warm emotion.

“Fine what can I even say when you have already made your mind. You won't listen to me and will do your way . After all you are Huriya Chowdhury the most adamant girl.”

I put my both hands on my both side hip and looked at him with small eyes,

“Mr. Ansari now you are being mean when I was adamant huh?”

He chuckled at my behavior and gave me a defeated look, gosh! he looks really so cute like this, But wait he is not allowed to show this look to anyone other than me!

“Forget it I can't win against you. But I have something to tell you jaan.”

I put away my delusional thoughts and became concern for him. What happened to my knight? Is he okay? Is he having some trouble? So many things to ask but can't panic Infront him like this. I hold his both side arm out of concern,

“What happened? Are you fine?”

He looked at my small hands that was barely holding his giant arms, my fingertips were struggling a little but he took my both hands onto his right hand and curled them into his palm. His left hand stroked my cheeks a little and a small curve was on his lips.

“Nothing big sweetheart.”

My eyes stopped blinking, Allah! This man and his gestures he will kill me someday for sure! His nicknames always makes my stomach full of butterflies but his voice gosh! Why does his voice sounds so charming and sensuous at the same time. This deep voice of him Hayyy...

Wait snap out of your world Huri you forgot he wants to tell you something.

“S-s-so what's the matter you want to tell me?

I moved a little bit aways from him as I know if I stay around him any longer he will hear my heart beat easily. My cheeks are still burning due the sensation I hold my cheeks and bend my head down try to not looking at him at all.

He also reverted his eyes and cleared his throat,

“Oh, I am going to Turkey today.”

Turkey? He is going to Turkey? Why?! My world shuddered by his statement. I mean why is he going there? Why is he leaving me? Why can't he stay? Am I being childish? Yes I am but I don't care. I just need him!

I looked at him on a sudden with a panicked eyes and hurried my questions,

“What?? Why? So sudden? Anything important?? Why do you have to go there? When you will be back? And mostly why?”

He put his index finger on my lips and hold me into his arms. His hands are resting on my back and he patted my back to calm me down.

“Hush! Calm down Jaan. I just have a dealing in Turkey jaan nothing to do. Don't worry I will be back in three days. And don't be sad my baby.”

I calmed for a moment and let out a big sigh out, I push him gently as not to hurt his feelings but to maintain our distance till it's Halal.

Calm down Huriya Chowdhury, You can't be so childish and clingy. Let him go with a happy face, after all he will be back in three days only. Stop being like this.

I told myself this and put a little smile on my face,

“Oh...be safe Azlan and have a safe journey by the grace of Allah...”

“Yes I will, by the way jaan do you want anything from Turkey.”

He gave me a smile back and asked if I need something. They are all that I need. He is all that I need, what can I need more?

“Nothing Azlan just you return safely and...”

I couldn't finished the word that And I can't wait for your return And that I will miss you And that I wish you didn't have to go at all And that I love you. But I couldn't finished the And!

“And?”

He was also expecting something from me but I just couldn't.

“Nothing finish your work properly all the best!”

“Thank you Jaan.”

He gave me a warms smile and left from my room within a whim. And that's when I feel on the ground.

I felt my eyes are already moisten and tears can't stop their rolling out of my cheeks. My tears were flowing and my cheeks were red due to the heavy flow of emotion. I cried so hard and badly that I became out of breath. My chest was hurting as if someone stabbed my heart. I couldn't stop tears nor my weeping. Ya Allah, this feels so bad. I can't stay like this.

I rushed towards the washroom did my ablution and sat on my prayer mat. It was already the waqtu of Maghreb, I did my prayer and uphold my hand for my Dua. I prayed and wished that my Azlan would be safe and may Allah protect him from any kind of bad things. May Allah guide him. That's what I prayed and then I again started to weep.

“Huri don't be sad, he will be back soon In Sha Allah.”

I told this to myself and without my acknowledgement I fall asleep on the prayer mat.

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Hehe bubbles hiee.

Ok knowledge time🎀

Waqtu means the time for prayer.
Maghreb is the time of evening and we do our evening prayer which is Namaz during this Waqtu of Maghreb.

Hope this will help you all. So don't be confused ok?

Azlan left so what do you think will something happen to him?

Ok that's for today bye and love you bubbles❤️

See you all in the next chapter🎀