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I was filled in flowers and someone took me in his hands he had broad shoulders and his brown hair and I couldn't see him because of sunlight it appeared to be a light shadow when I was about to embrace my hands to his Face and a similar  voice arises!

(Astagfirulla I said because each time we think of a non Mahram in our thinking or i any haram  ways  our sins our increasing)

"What are you doing amira ummi shouted at me"

I woke up from my dream i was so embarrassed and mom said
"Why are you not still up people are coming to see Aisha  today they said they are on their way!

Aisha  is my sister just 2 years older me   
And I am youngest in the family and I have a brother called Mohammed a year older than me .
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I changed my dress into a long Kurt and leggings i adjusted myself in front of mirror and went downstairs

"Amira open the door the guest arrived " Aisha told  to me
 
I opened the door and there was a two boys and I gussed one of them was in 20s and other in 30s and a small girl and a woman  who was their mother

I lowered my gaze as soon after I was awaken from my dream and those two boys was already fixed their gaze on down as they had a sixth sense that a woman was about to come

"Assalamu alaikum you are welcome home please do enter " my mother welcome them an made an eye talk to me asking why did't i invited them  inside
She  always use an eye language to me when guest arrive
    
I was coming from kitchen and had tray of cups in my hand that was the only thing I remembered i was hit by a man this man had a similar face to the man I had in my dream he was having a hazel eyes and that a wavy type of brown hair I lowered by gaze and he to also did it
  
"Kadeeeja what have you done!"Mohammed  mocked me.
It was my second name first name was given by mom and second was my grandmother's name Mohammed always call my second name at times like this To my  surprise even though I spilled cofee over him he was calm and patient .usually i always was little bit uncarefull in things like this and whenever I spilled something they would shout at me I was really surprised to see a man in London had this kind of sabr
   

  And soft voice said "I am sorry I did' t watch my way"
Wait Warhh he to had a similar voice too yea I remembered he was a famous not in  our school and he even might did' t know that I really existed he was always on the stage when during prize days and whenever he can to stage everybody would say woooo is it Ahmed he is gorgeous he is so handsome and things like that .
I always did my own bussiness because i knew  he was never going to look at a normal girl like me
And only thing I was kened into him was whenever a girl passes him he used lower his gaze and that to him I coul9 believe my eyes

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