Planned By Him(an islamic love story)

chapter 1

Note: Its still unedited so there might be places where i write a different name for the lead character i.e, hamsa for hasna.

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"Hey why are you still here?" Ellie said moving towards me

"Yeah! You do not belong here!" Brad yelled beside Ellie.

"Why did you change?"

"You were so good back then........but you had to do it to me" brad growled.

"Remove that stupid cloth off your face and be as you were before" george said. I started stepping backwards as more and more students started to surround me but I did not utter a single word. My back hit the wall and I was trapped. I saw a hand coming to snatch my scarf and I started screaming.
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"Hey, are you okay?"the boy sitting next to me said. I realised I was in a plane. I was breathing so fast and was covered with sweat.

I nodded slowly.

"Here" he said handing me a glass of water. I took it with shaky hands.
I took a sip of the water before noticing all eyes on me. When I looked around, everybody went back to themselves. It was so quiet.

The boy next to me smiled at the airhostess. She smiled back at us. I let out a small smile. She walked away after asking if we needed anything else.

"What did I do?" I asked the boy next to me.

"You were sleeping and then suddenly started screaming and sweating."
He replied. "Was it a nightmare?"he asked

I shook my head. "Sort of. It happened last week. It is like a bad memory coming back everytime I sleep" I told him.

He just nodded and went back to his book.

He then looked up at me.
"By the way I'm Neil Adams." He said.
"Hasna Farookh." I introduced myself.

We chatted for some minutes before he went back to his book and I started looking out of the window.

The plane landed after 2 hours and we got off the plane. He asked for my phone number before we parted outside the airport.

"Which school are you going to? "He asked.
"Milton high. When are you going back to Cali?"I asked.

"In a month."
I nodded.

"Okay then. Keep in touch."he said.
I nodded before waving goodbye. I smiled when I realised I made a new friend.

Head's up for a fresh start!

I got into a taxi and headed to Mrs Simon's house. She was my aunts friend. She had agreed to let me stay at her house till I find a job so I can share an apartment with someone.

It was a small house but it was beautiful. I knocked on the door. It was opened by a lady in her mid-forties.
"Oh hello dear! You must be......oops I forgot your name!"

"Hasna" I chuckled. She was cute.

"What a beautiful name!"she gushed "what does it mean?"

"It means..'Beautiful' " I replied before laughing with her.

"Come on in." She addressed me inside the house.

I carried my luggage to a room she took me to.

"I will call you for dinner. And don't forget you have school tomorrow." M
she said. I nodded before closing the door.

I may seem quiet and shy but thats who I really am. What I was before was just because my emotions were turned into a brick because of my parents. They did not care about me and they once told it straight to my face that they do not care what I do. I was young and it hurt me. I cried and cried but then my hurt and sorrow turned hard. I did not have any kind of emotions. I did not grieve when my parents died. And now I have turned back to myself. Now I remember my parents. Even though they were careless, they were the only family I had. My brother was sent to the orphanage when he was born because my parents did not have enough money to raise him. He was adopted by a Christian family. I had seen him only once in my life and I hope to see him again. I remember when I was 5 and I went with my parents to see him and his best friend. He was a muslim too. I dont remember his name but I remember my brothers name is Asif. Asif Farookh. I really wish to see him. I remember his and his friends face sharply. I dont know how but its easy for me to recognise them. I wish I see him here. The orphanage does not know where the family went after 7 years. They say they shifted to New york.

I really need to find the lost part of my family.

I look at the mirror and realized how healthy I have become. I removed my hijab to reaveal my silky brown hair tied in a braid. I stared back at the hazel eyes before me. My full lips which were so pale were slight red now. I guess the new me is really beautiful Mashallah.

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I sighed and sat on my bed and looked at my room. My door suddenly flew open and the next thing I know I had 2 little boys giggling over me.
"Hellow buthiful" one of them said.
"Its "hello beautiful" Fred" the other one said in a pure british accent.

"Hey leave her alone you guys!" Mrs simon gushed. They got off me.

"Mom she's so pretty. I wanna marry her!" The boy with blue eyes and tan skin said. My eyes went wide.

"Dont worry dear he's just--"

"I would love to marry such a cutie pie" I cut off Mrs simons. I do not like to disappoint little kids.

To my surprise he winked at me but it was hard for him as it turned into a blink. I laughed along with Mrs Simons.

"Buth I wanna marry her thoo" the other one said pouting.

"No, then I will have to share my wife with you"the first one said.

"Aww your kids are so cute Mrs simon"I looked at both of them.
"I know. And please call me Dina". I nodded and we headed to the kitchen.

The boys told me their names. The one with blue eyes was George and the other one with a lisp was Fred. They had gotten their names from the harry potter movie twins. They kept fighting for me all the time during dinner. I helped Dina with the dishes and went back to my room. Tomorrow would be my first day at school.

I am excitous- excited and nervous.

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