"Aww it smells so good. I'm going crazy because of it" Tahir said entering his home and locking the door.
"Asalam Alaikum" he said out loud, taking his shoes off and putting his keys on the table.
A smiling Hooriya walks out of the kitchen, "Tahir" she says looking at him and runs to hug him.
Tahir hugs her back smiling. He pulls back and kisses her head. "Azizam" he says.
"I cooked your favorite, biryani." She says giggling.
"Alhamdulillah." She tells him to get fresh while she brings him a plate.
When she comes back from the kitchen, a plate of biryani in her hands, he's already seated.
She puts it in front of him, and also Brings some Afghani Yogurt. "Allah. This looks so good. Azizam." Tahir says looking at the food with appreciation. He knows she's made it with love.
He puts a spoonful in his mouth.
It was so good.
Hooriya smile grows looking at the Satisfaction on Tahir face. He gets up and grabs her hand and places kisses, while Hooriya giggles pulling her hands back and hugs him.
She came from her room and changed into Dazy solid bottom front shirt & skirt, which was long and covered her. Her hair was left open today, with light makeup on. Wearing the necklace, her brother gave her a gift. She was holding her books; on her shoulder she had her white purse.
"Jigaram I am leaving for university, I'm getting late.!" She says she gives him a kiss on his cheek.
While he was still eating. He stood up, taking out his wallet, giving her some money. "No, I don't need it." She speaks.
"Take it." His tone changes. She nods, taking the money from him. Every day he gives her around 200-500 dollars. Sometimes she doesn't even need it, but still, he gives it to her.
He won't allow her to work. He thinks she should only focus on her studies. He gives her everything.
He loves her so much.
"Take care."
After taking the bus, she arrived at the campus.
Meeting with her friend, she went straight to class.
An hour passed in class, she felt uncomfortable as she sensed someone looking at her. Finally, having the courage, she turns and looks that way.
Only to find Kiaan staring at her. He only smirked when he found her glancing his way.
She turns back around feeling uneasy. She hates that guy so much; he's been making her uncomfortable for a year now. He did ask her out and she rejected him politely.
But instead, he took it to his ego.
She ignores him, just after a few minutes the class comes to an end.
Aliyah and Hooriya slowly walk out of class. "Hooriya you're so beautiful. Especially your eyelashes, they're so long. You're literally so perfect." Hooriya smiles shaking her head.
"Aliyah thank you for the compliment. But I'm so far from perfect. Please I have my own flaws you don't know. And look at you girl." Aliyah smiles.
"My brother" Hooriya started. Just then Aliyah's cheeks were red.
So, Hooriya started teasing her. "My brother definitely likes you back." Aliyah slightly hit her shoulder.
"Just that he's so attractive. Your brother and sister are so blessed with beauty and character everything." Indeed. Both brother and sister were attractive, especially Tahir's dark hair and long eyelashes.
It was the third time Aliyah and Tahir met each other through Hooriya.
And Aliyah couldn't get him out of her mind.
She laughs shaking her head. 'Alhamdulillah. But not everything.' Hooriya thought to herself. She was referring to her parents.
Her mood was lightly off.
—-
"Osman" he was all dressed up and was exiting his house and was walking up to his car when he heard his name.
He pauses and looks up to see her.
"My son." Nina walks up to him. Osman's stepmother.
"Where are you? You're so busy. I, as your mother, have to make an appointment to meet with you." She says annoyed.
"What do you want?" He says while putting his hand in his pocket pants.
She fake laughs "won't you invite me in first?" "I don't have time." She nods.
"I found someone for you to marry." She says sounding excited.
Osman chuckles. "This is the last time; you will ever mention this topic in front of me." She gulps seeing him so Serious.
"Come—on I just. This marriage will benefit our company" she stops.
"Why do you have anyone else?!" He nods.
"I do." He says looking at the watch on his wrist.
Sudden anger develops in her.
Just like that he drove away.
As he was getting closer to the university car park, he was feeling happy. Today he did not have any classes it was his off day, so Instead he just came to see her.
He parks his car. Walking into the campus, looking for her. He did memorize her class schedule.
As he walks into the campus, everyone just walks away letting him pass. No one messes with him.
Or he just simply destroys them.
Hooriya and her friend Aliyah were chatting as they were slowly walking. "Hoor" she heard his voice calling her name.
She smiles and turns around. Her eyes meet his, 'his Eyes might not be the color of the ocean, but I drown in them every time.' She thought and blushed, looking down.
He walks near them. Aliyah looks at him, he's all fresh and dressed up looking extremely handsome. But not hotter than Tahir.
And now Aliyah blushes at her thoughts.
"Mr. özçivit how are you doing?!" Aliyah says smirking while putting a hand on Hooriya's shoulder.
Then finally his dark orbs move away from hers to Aliyah.
He nods, not saying anything.
"Well, as you see. She's with me. You can't steal her." Aliyah says, taking Hooriya hand and tries to walk away. When Osman blocks her way.
Just glaring at her. Aliyah laughs "I—I was just joking; you can have her." Not to mention Aliyah was already scared.
"Here have her." She gently pushes Hooriya to him.
She lands on his chest.
And she runs in the cafeteria.
His eyes soften and he steps forward looking at her.
"How are you hoor?" "I'm good alhamdulillah." She replies smiling at him.
"You came again? You don't have class today." She looks around.
Before he could reply again. She says, "let's go there in the Corner." As she notices Kiaan the creepy guy staring at them.
As they reach there. "Why? You bought me here? Are you going to give me kisses?!" Osman jokes.
If anyone else hears him, talk like that. They would pass out.
She shakes her head looking at him with love. "Do you want to go out for lunch?!" Not once have they gone out together.
She shakes her head. Fearing what if her brother finds them.
"Hoor." She looks at him. "If you want, I can talk to your brother about us. I'm serious about us." She shakes her head Quickly.
"No. No. Not now. But I will tell you when okay?!" He nods. "But I don't want you stress, even if your brother finds us together at least he knows about us.!" "I know." She says holding his Hand.
"Why do you have to be so—-mean. When you're talking to others, especially Aliyah?" She questions him changing the topic.
She leaves his hand and looks at him "Angry man." She jokes.
He leans down to her "I'm your angry man." "Yes, my angry man." He placed a kiss on her nose.
She gasps while he Lean back and act like he didn't do anything.
"Let's go" he takes her to an empty classroom and closes the door. He sits down next to her; he looks at her.
"Don't look at me like this, you can't go out with me like to a restaurant or for a coffee romantic date. So, this is it here" he points to the classroom.
He holds her hand.
"Your always in my mind and in my heart and I never forget you." He pauses.
"Do I tell you how beautiful you are." He reaches and touches her cheek. She is all red and looks down.
She puts her head on his chest. "Stop talking." She whispered.
He laughs and kisses the top of her head.
She looks at him "um. Do you understand Farsi?" He shrugs she nods "good. Because I want to say 'Zindagi az tu, marg az man Rahaati az tu, narahaati az man. Khushi az tu, Ghaam az man. Hama chiz az tu, wale tu az man."
Her heartbeat increasing hoping he didn't understand it.
"Life is yours, death is mine. Peace is yours; stress is mine. Happiness is yours; sorrow is mine. Everything is yours, but you're mine." He translates the poem.
Her eyes widen, she leans back looking at him.
"How? I mean you know Farsi? And the poem?!"
"You don't want to know." "Tell me please how?" So, he tells her "Back then when I was stalking you, I was trying to learn about you. Then I found out you love poetry especially when it's in Farsi or Arabic."
She looks away at getting up. "I need to leave, or I will Miss the bus.!"
"Hooriya" she hears her name being called out loud.
Just then the door bursts open. Aliyah enters looking at them awkwardly. "Sorry —um—-you just missed the bus. It left 1 minute ago."
"Oh no. Osman" Hooriya pouts with a sad face looking at him. "And no, you can't drop me." She points at him.
"Aliyah" "yes" she looks at Osman. "Can you drop her?" She nods "yes I can, and good thing I brought a car today."
She walks to Aliyah "are you sure?" Aliyah nods, smiling.
She looks back at Osman "alright then I'm leaving with her." "I will give you guys a minute" Aliyah smirks leaving.
She said "take care of yourself."
He answered with a smile "you are (myself), take care of me." She walks to him and hugs him tight.