If He Only Knew 💕

Chapter 4

"You won't believe how handsome both the boys are, especially the older one. If everything goes well, I would be so jealous of you Appii seriously.." Humaira chirped and I glared at her, this girl has no filter at all. "How many times I have to tell you Humaira, jealousy is a bad trait.. You never get jealous of anyone.. Allah doesn't like that.." I said shaking my head lightly at her and entering the kitchen, where my mother was ready with a tray of tea cups in her hand.. "Oh ho Appi I was just joking, you take everything so seriously.." I sighed inwardly.

"Masha Allah you look very pretty dear, now hold this tray and walk inside the drawing room and I don't have to tell you this I know, but still be at your best behavior.. Both of you.." Ammi shoved the tray in my hand and I struggled to balance it. It's not like I don't know the household work. I belong to a brown family then what do you expect. I am quite a great cook and a fine housemaker but today the reason of my nervousness was entirely different. "Come on let's get going.." Humaira gave me a light push and I moved keeping my eyes fixed to the ground..

I entered inside, eyes still fixed on floor when the chatters quiet down and I felt everyone's eyes on me, my hands started shivering. Oh!! Please Zoya don't drop the tray.. Come on be cool.. "Just leave the tray on the table dear and come sit with us.." the voice that I recognized was of Begum Sahiba said politely at me and I turned around to look at my mother. She nodded with her eyes and I placed the tray and quietly went to sit beside her and in between the very pretty girl, same age of Humaira.. "Masha Allah, she is so pretty Mom.." the girl mused and I blushed forcing my eyes back on the floor.

"There is no doubt in that, that is why I felt a immediate liking for her, when I saw her the first time.." Begum Sahiba said making me smile warmly. Well she herself is a nice lady, that's why she find everyone around her to be good. "Zoya this is my youngest daughter Najma, That's my younger Son Ayaan.." I smiled at Najma and then look in front to see Ayaan sitting with a warm smile, that I hesitantly returned back.. "And right there, is My oldest son Asad Ahmad Khan.." My gaze fell on him and I gasped inwardly. No doubt he is a fine piece of art created by Allah.. I have never stared a man longer than necessary with unholy thoughts. Cause I always wanted to keep my feelings sacred for my husband only. Nothing is better than Halal love. And I was planning to stick to that. But today first time in my life, my eyes lingered on a man for more than necessary time period..

He didn't look up to acknowledge me and a weird feeling settled inside me. "Yeah Mom, Brother is seriously lucky, if she said yes. I liked you Zoya Bhabi.." Ayaan chirped and my face flushed. Astagfirullah he shouldn't be teasing me like that. But the boy look sweet, I felt a brotherly vibe from him. But my mind was still on the fact that the boy who has came here to see me has not even acknowledge my presence.

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I was literally getting bored right now. When are we going to go back home, I was busy in my phone chatting with my friends ignoring everyone's presence around me. "Rashid if you don't mind, Can the kids meet alone for some time, it's their life afterall they might have few questions for each other.." Mom questioned Mr. Farooqui and I panicked, I do not want to spend a single minute alone with this unknown girl. So before he could reply, I cut in "That's not necessary, I really do not have any questions for her.." And then my eyes met with her, who was looking at me a bit confused. I immediately broke our contact and focused back on my phone.

She wasn't even my type. Ya Allah!! What I am getting myself into. I mean just look at her, she was quite a lot modest and she wears a head scarf like seriously. How conservative she could be? I am going to be her husband, shouldn't she be coming here without that? What if she is bald or what? How would we know? And about what should I discuss her in private? Anything not even matters when I know, she was going to be wife. If Mom has chosen her, then I am not going to contradict. I am doing all this for her. I am ready to bear her just for my Mom. But apart from that there will be no relation in between us.

"But what if Zoya wants to talk to you? You both should have a word.." My Mother tried again and before I could dismiss her, another voice beat me into it. "I don't want to meet a Na mehram Alone, I hope you all understand.." her voice was so soft and melodious but her words lighted up the fury in me. What the hell does she think of herself, denying my presence like I am some Satan, who can't be alone with her. I bet she has already accepted the marriage once she got to know the name of his groom. So why doing the formalities of meet and greet. Clever one.

"Oh I am so sorry dear, I didn't think of it that way. But if you both are okay with this then let's just move forward. So Rashid you already know how much I want Zoya to be my daughter in law. Now I am here for your answer.." My Mother asked Mr. Farooqui, who exchanged a quick look with his wife and then smiled at my Mom. "Begum Sahiba, I have known your family for years. And I am sure, no one can take care of our daughter like you. So there is no chance that I am saying no to you.." He smiled at her and soon her wife was serving sweet to all of us exchanging pleasantries while I realized, how badly stuck I was with a girl I didn't know and don't even liked a bit for Allah knows how long.

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So Sorry gyz for making you people wait so long. I was busy with my other two stories and couldn't get much time and focus. But since I have finished writing one of them. Here I am with a new update. please don't forget to vote and comment. And I will try my best to give you gyz a regular update.. Happy reading ❤❤❤