𝐈𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐫-𝐞-𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪

𝐌𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫-𝐞-𝐦𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 (5)

༺An Era of Love༻

᪥بے بس اِتنے ہیں تیرے عشق میں᪥
᪥ترس سے جاتے ہیں گفتگو کیلۓ ۔۔۔᪥

᪥Beybas itney hain tere ishq main᪥
᪥Taras se jaatey hain guftugu ke liye᪥

Third person pov

Very next day the king sent a message to Naina's mother asking her to come to the palace. After receiving the letter , her mother directly went their . Naina was extremely tensed that why her mother was called . Is she the one at mistake??

The conversation between the parents of both the lovers was pretty calm and comfortable. Her mother was hesitant at first but hearing the beautiful thoughts of their king make her relief . How The king and the queen elaborated her that we all are equal was exceptional.

The beauty of Islamic culture was making the atmosphere sparkling.

.............

Her mother went home and told her everything. To say she was shocked was understatement. She was something beyond shock . She was not processing what her mother was saying. Her mind was not be able to grasp the situation.

Her heart wants to say yes but her mind was constantly reminding her one thing that she is not one of them . She can't be . She is different from them . They are the rulers and they rule on them .

How can they!!!

Her mind was hazed . Totally....

..............

After two days , she was coming back from her university when a horse rider blocked her way . She looked up only to get the double look .
Saahir was riding the horse . His face was hidden under the veil of his turban but Naina can clearly recognise his deep eyes .
The eyes which held some emotion for her .
He wanted to have a talk her . He came to her and asked her to have a talk with him .

As soon as they were away from the eyes of people.

"Nain listen . Mujhe baat karni hai" Saahir said hurriedly seeing her reluctance in having a talk with him.
(Naina listen . I want to talk to you)

"Mujhe koi baat nhi karni . Aur han mera jawab na han . And yes don't call me that" Naina said avoiding an eye contact with him . She was scared about the fact that he will get angry .
(I don't want to talk to you. And yes my answer is no)

"Why??"

"Hum dono ke status main fark hai . Ap ne badshah ka ohda sambhalna hai . Apko biwi koi aisi honi chahiye jo malka ka ohda puri tarah se sambhal sakey na koi main . Aur apko kya lagta hai aik hijabi malka ban sakti hai?" Naina said looking directly into his eyes .

(Our status has a major difference . You are going to be king . Your wife should be some one eligible for the position of queen not me . And what do you think about a Hijabi queen??)

Naina was not thinking about the response she got from him . He literally started to laugh on him .

Naina pov

"Humein nhi pta tha hone wali malka ka dimagh itna chotuuu sa hai" i narrowed my eyes at him listening to his words .
Why is he not being serious??
( I didn't knew soon to be queen has such a tiny brain)

All of a sudden, he came forward and stand in front of me . We have a really small distance between us and this proximity was causing my heart to beat . I am gonna have a stroke literally.

"Listen clearly and answer to my question. Okie" i nodded at him still feeling my body shivering. I have never been close to any male except my father who died some years ago.

"You are a Muslim?"
"Yes"
"I am a Muslim?"
"Yes"
"Its a Islamic state?"
"Yes"

"Chalo teen baar yes ho gya . Shadi Mubarak" he said playfully but i glared at him .
Can anyone believe he is a prince?
(Done with yes three times . Happy marriage)

"Okie serious now"
"Hmmm"

"Naina . You are a Muslim , so am i. We all are equal in our religion. No one is superior to other so how can you think i am superior to you . And remember True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. I have seen the love in your eyes" he said and his words took my heart .

He was right .
No one is superior.

"Prophet (PBUH) said that Allah says all humans are equal to each other. He created you from one man and one female, then distributed you into tribes and nations. No-Arab has superiority over a non-Arab and no white has superiority over a black."

"And yes about being a Hijabi queen will be a beautiful representation of our religion. And yes words remain same with or without your veil . You remain the same . Your soul remain the same so what's the difference" his words were like a melody, reliving me to some great extent.
How can i be so stupid??

I looked at him and at that time I accepted what my heart was saying.

He is the one for you and you are the one for him.

"Think . Perform Istikhara  and then answer me"he said turned his heels towards his horse .
I keep on staring at his back .

"Ruko"suddenly i stopped him in his track .
(Stop)

"Mera chehra nhi dekho gey?" I asked him . I was shocked he didn't even asked to saw my face before marriage. Its his right and he can ask about it.
(Will you not see my face?)

He smiled looking at me .

"Mohabbat apki rooh se hai . Chehre ka husn dekh kar kya karun ga . Deewana to apki seerat ka hun soorat ka nhi" his words were just making me crazy for him and his love again and again.
(I love your soul . Your facial beauty is of no worth to me . I am crazy about your inner beauty not about outer one)

How can someone be so pure?

(Istikharah is a word which means asking Allah to help one make a choice, meaning choosing the best of two things where one needs to choose one of them.)

Aslamulaikum peeps

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