Anabia's POV
"Dadoo ( Grandpa)" I screamed, he was wincing from the pain. Tears were slipping from my eyes.
"Bia" he looked at me with a weak smile.
I held his hands and laid down my head on his chest. His shirt was soaking my tears.
"Bia, I'm sorry. I can't fulfill the promise I did to your parents. Remember, I love you so much, please forgive me" his words pierced my soul.
"Dadoo, don't say like this. You'll be fine. I can't imagine my life without you dadoo, you're my everything " I kissed his forehead and wiped my tears.
I, Anabia Waqar, a 15 yo simple girl whose life roamed around only her school and her dadoo. I lost my parents in a car accident when I was only three years old. My dadoo was the only relation for me. He raised me with so much love that I couldn't describe in words.
I was too shy to have any friends My dadoo was my only best friend, my dad, my mom. In simple words, he was my life. Seriously, I can't live without him even for a single second.
And seeing him in such a state was killing me. Six months ago we discovered that he had a brain tumor and he was in the last stage.
I could see the worry in his eyes for me. He was worried that who would look after me after his death. I tried to cheer him up as I had faith in my Allah that He won't do anything to my dadoo as he was the only pillar of my life.But one week ago, his condition gone worse. He hardly spoke anything. He just stared at me with blank eyes.
"Would he left me?" My heart shivered from this thought. "Keep your faith in Allah" my inner voice calmed me and I closed my eyes.
I did my ablution and sat on the prayer mat. I offered nafil salah and started reciting the Quran. This helped me a lot. Soon I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up and saw the clock. I slept for two hours. I rushed towards dadoo. He was sleeping too. I sighed and made my way towards the kitchen. I made a cup of tea for myself and spread some butter on bread. I didn't eat since yesterday. I sipped my tea with bread, soon my appetite was full. I placed cup and plate in the sink and called Rahila Bua.
"Bua, please make some soup for dadoo and cook whatever you want for dinner " I said in a low tone. She looked at me with teary eyes and hugged me.
"Bua" I broke into tears.
"Be strong Bia " she caressed my back."Bua, I can't live without him" I sobbed."Bia, you're my brave girl. Please don't cry dear" she pecked my forehead and started collecting ingredients for soup.
Bua was our maid, but she was like a family. She was like a mother for me and a sister for dadoo. She was the second most important person of my life after my dadoo. Her family lived in a village and she was living with us in Delhi.
After feeding dadoo, I wiped his mouth from the towel and smiled.
"Bia, I've called Uncle Afzal. He'll be arriving soon. Please check for the dinner with Rahila." He said with a weak voice.
"Afzal Uncle, but I don't have any uncle right?" I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"He is my nephew. He lives in London with his family. He was the best friend of your dad" his lips curled into a small smile.
"Ohh" I nodded my head and rushed to the kitchen to inform Bua.
Daniel's POV
"Dad, are you going somewhere " he was packing his stuff so I found it necessary to ask.
"I'm leaving for India tonight, do you want to come along as it's your summer break" he smiled at me.
"Naah, of course not. What would I do in India? I've got a football match after a few days and I'm going to practice." I remembered his uncle lived in India.
"Okay, I'm leaving. Where is Maria " he called my stepmom.
Well, he was an Indian in fact my both parents were Indian. My mom Ayeza died when I was only eight. Maybe cuz of my stepmom Maria.
After my birth, my dad remarried his colleague Marie who changed her name to Maria. They have a daughter Sarah and a little boy Hadi.
I remembered my mom's teary and broken eyes when Maria came to our home. She became a heart patient and after a few years, she left me alone.I hated Maria, I never called her "mom ". My step sibling Sarah and Hadi were nice though. My mom named me Daniyal. Later my friends changed into Daniel.
There was no one to call me Daniyal. My family was far far away from religion. Maria became Muslim but she didn't know to pray. Neither did my dad goes to the mosque. My siblings including me were Muslims only my name.
Islam is a strict religion that bound your freedom. You can't drink, you can't do sex except with your wife. You can't do a party, you have to pray daily. Ughhh...
So, I was an atheist and I was the bad boy of my school. I was only sixteen and the teacher's favorite as I was pretty smart in my studies and football.
My dad was pretty rich and famous, that's why many boys wanted to be my friend. But I had only three best friends Kyle, Jace, and Alex.
I was dating the hottest and the most popular girl in school, Emily. Well, I was pretty handsome as I had adopted all the beautiful features of my mother.
"Hey, where are you Daniel" it was Kyle on another side of the call.
"I'm just coming " I hung up the call and grabbed my car's keys.
I parked my car and ran towards my team. We practiced for a few hours.
"Excellent boys, keep it up" our coach smiled at us and we returned him a smile.
"Daniel, at least talk to Lily, she'll die in your love" Jace laughed.
"These girls..." I gave him an annoyed look.
"Don't they know, I have a girlfriend and I'm not interested in anyone " I said annoyingly.
It was pretty common for me, many girls were chasing me but Lily, this girl... when I blocked her, she contacted my friends.
I started my car then I got a text from Emily.
Eily: I miss you babe, wanna come tonight?
I thought for a while and replied to her.
Daniel: I'll see ya at seven. Love you
I locked my phone and smiled. I really love her.
Anabia's POV I was sitting on the lawn with Bua as we were waiting for Uncle Afzal. When the gentle, cool breeze touched my skin, I felt my eyelids got heavy. Soon, I dozed off."Bia, wake up" I was in deep sleep when Bua shook my shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw I was on the lawn. I didn't say anything and ran towards my room as I couldn't compromise with my sleep. I hopped on the bed and again drifted into a deep slumber.My eyes opened from the notification sound of my phone. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the phone. It was 3:40. I ran to the washroom and took a shower.I offered tahajjud prayer and started reciting the Quran. After fajr azaan, I pursued my fajr(morning) prayer and walked to
My dad gave me a disgusted look but man who cares. I shrugged my shoulders and a wide evil grin appeared on my face."Okay," he gave up. I was pretty sure that this marriage meant a lot to him as he silently accepted my demand.****It was my online nikah and I was so excited (note the sarcasm).Maria came and congratulated me. I gave her a smug look but she didn't mind. Hadi and Sarah got dressed like they were going to attend a real wedding, I rolled my eyes. And finally, my nikah started, a fragile figure appeared on the screen with my dad and an old man. Her face was covered with a veil. Like seriously man I couldn't even see her face. I was pissed off, the man with a long white beard was murmuring something and asked me to repeat something but believe me, those fifteen minutes wer
Our car stopped in front of a huge house. So, it was going to be my new home. As I entered the lounge, I realized that they were pretty rich.A middle-aged beautiful woman came and hugged me."Hello, I'm Maria... uh.. your uncle's wife," she said smiling and I returned her my best fake smile."Oh my God, you're so pretty" A girl of around fourteen pulled me in a bone-crushing hug. She had dirty blonde hair like that woman and beautiful green eyes. Her skin was tanned and she was wearing a pink tank top with black skinny jeans. I smiled awkwardly. She was really cute."Mom, she is so pretty and young," a small boy of age eight or nine said wiggling his brows and her mom laughed."So kids.. this is Anabia, your sister. Now she'll live with us" uncle Afzal said smiling and that blonde squeezed my cheeks."Hey, I'm Sarah, Daniel's sister " she winked. "And this is Hadi, the you
"Hey, she is wearing a towel on her head," a blonde who was standing with Lily said and they all chuckled."You are so funny," another girl said and tried to pull my hijab. I couldn't stop my tears and now my kohl was smudged all over my face."Look at her, she is a crying baby" they all laughed in sync."What the fuck you all are doing " someone yelled from behind and I looked at her. She was the same girl who helped me with my locker."None of your business duh" Lily scrunched her nose and glared at her."You were bullying her. Let me tell you if you guys don't leave her alone or ever tried to mess up with her, don't forget who I am" that girl said with an evil grin.Lily and her minions huffed and left the class. I watched them with shock."Are you okay" the same girl touched my cheeks and I nodded wiping my tears."Come and sit with me"
The school was not that bad. Jessie, Kate, and Natalie became my good friends. The only thing that was making me upset was the memories of my dadoo and my home.Today Sarah was planning to skip school. I was walking in the aisle with Hadi. I didn't know why I was too nervous. I was biting my lips and rubbing my both palms together. I knew it was weird."Terrorist, a towel head terrorist " a blonde guy shouted from behind. I heard loud chuckles and other disgusting comments.My body froze for a while. I felt my eyes pricked from tears. I tried to keep it in but they slipped. This was the first time when someone bullied me for my religion.I had never experienced this in my country. Undoubtedly, my India is a secular country, I started missing my country, my motherland more.I silently made my way towards my class wiping off my tears.Daniel's POV
Anabia's POV The next day in school was exhausting. Our Maths Teacher gave us a wonderful surprise. Test...A freaking surprise test...I love Maths though I was average in Maths. "How was the test?" Natalie and Kate asked me and I gave them a frown look."I wish, I could pass" I scrunched my face. "I'm gonna fail " Jessie pouted."I guess, I'll top," Natalie said dusting her shoulder."You mean you gonna compete Daniel " Kate rolled her eyes. "We all know that he is damn good in Maths " Kate scrunched her nose.
Daniel's POV Today I wanted to skip school as Emily was staying at her aunt's place. But boys would kill me. So I silently got ready for school."Daniel " I took my last bite of the sandwich when Maria's annoying voice hit my ears."What," I said in a sluggish tone."Today I'm visiting my mom with Sarah and Hadi. So the car is not free. You have to drive Ana to the school" she said eying me and Ana who was standing there nervously biting her lips. "Sorry... I can't.. I've to pick my friends" it was a complete lie as I used to pick Emily and today she was not coming.
Sarah texted me that they were planning to stay at her grandma's place. Dad was on a business trip. So I was alone with Anabia.I was watching Netflix when my stomach grumbled. I sighed and made my way towards the kitchenAs I was about to enter the kitchen, I stopped, realizing She was already there, trying to cook something.She felt my presence as she tiltedher head. She was wearing a pink long shirt with white beads and white trousers. Her head was wrapped in a pink scarf. I realized that she was hot... no hot was not a suitable word... She was beautiful...She was biting her lips nervously as I was staring at her continuously without uttering any word.Why I was checking her out like this."You want something?" I came back to my senses as I heard her angelic voice. Angelic..really???"Umm..