My noor..

Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

You are the stubborn of heart,

Else these eyes have seen a lot of people..

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Abu daud's POV :-

"Noor...this.." I didn't knew what to say.

"You like it?" She asked with a beautiful smile on her face.

There's a beautiful tortoise colored quran wrapped with a beautiful bow is placed inside the box. I don't know what my noor is trying to do?

"Noor, honestly I don't know how to read Quran." I said with an embarrassing smile.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you and you can come here as well. They teach everything about islam." She said.

"Okay, but I prefer you to teach me." I said with a smirk.

"I will whenever I get the time, even today I bunk college for you." She said with a shy smile.

"You do?" I asked amusingly, she nodded while stretching her legs as if they hurt her.

"What happened?" I asked with concerned.

"I don't know, I feel like my body is draining energy. My back and legs feels swollen." She said rubbing her thighs with her hand as if they were hurting too much.

"Let me take you to the doctor." I said getting up.

"No Daud, it's okay and I know why they are hurting." She said shortening my name, which I like honestly.

"Why?" I asked.

"I haven't took my morning medicine because I haven't eaten anything yet." She said.

"Why did you do it?" I asked sitting next to her.

"I have to give you your gift on time, medicine can wait." She said with a smile.

"You didn't need to do it noor, I was okay." I said.

"No you weren't, you weren't okay daud. You were more in pain all these years, being stranger to your religion and to your lord. How can you say you were okay?" She said looking at me.

"I gave you this quran which will make your faith stronger, it has every answer to your questions. It will guide you to the right path." She continued putting her hand on the quran and stroking gently like it was a feather, if she put more pressure it will break.

"Why are you so concern about my faith?" I asked.

"As a Muslim, I am very concerned about your faith. The weakness of your imaan will bring you nothing but meseries and the stronger imaan will put you through many hard tests but will never make you fail." She said while tears pool in her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

She shook her head with a smile while wiping her lone fallen tear.

"Can you promise me one thing?" She asked.

"About what?" I asked.

"That you'll never leave your salah, and will read this everyday even if it is one page per day. Daud, Everyone stays with us until we are in this world and after we die than buried under our graves, no one will be there to accompany us. We will be alone with our deeds and strong imaan. So you see Allah has said this world and its people will left behind but the faith, salah, and our deeds will always remain with us until the day of resurrection." She explained.

I felt understanding of her words deeply, she is worried about my akhirah (Afterlife). I am very happy today, honestly from the bottom of my heart. Now I know that Allah is the only way to gain her love and if I need to do that.. Than I will.

"Okay, I promise." I said.

"Pinky promise?" She asked, I chuckled and locked the Pinky promise.

"Noor.. What is your favorite verse from the quran?" I asked, she smile.

"For a Muslim there is nothing particularly favorite in the quran, the whole quran is favorite book. But there is surah rehman which is so beautifully written that if you read it with its meaning than you'll fall in love with islam and there is an aayat (verse) which is also beautiful and strong. Let me show you.." She said while taking the quran from me and opened it.

"Here it is," She said and placed the half quran on my lap and half on her, so that we both can see the verse clearly than she read out the verse fir me.

"What does it mean?" I asked.

"It says, you (oh! Prophet) cannot grant guidance to whom you please. It is Allah Who guides those whom He will.He knows best who are amenable to guidance." She said with a smile on her face.

"Do you think he will guide me?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"He will Inshallah, I will pray to him but you have to have sabr." She said.

That I don't have, but I'll try for her.

Shahnoor's POV :-

After we left the Islamic center, daud said we'll go to his favorite restaurant for breakfast. But he doesn't know about my next plan. After sometime, according to my plan mr. Moiz called him and said he needs to get to his office cause some emergency has came up. Daud Apologized to me and said we'll have breakfast some other day. Now he is taking me to my home.

"First I'll drop you at your place than will go to my office." He said irritatingly.

"Its okay, don't ruin your mood." I said, he sighed heavily before nodding.

"Here we are." He said while pulling the car 2 house away from mine.

I removed my seat belt and was about to walk out when he called me.

"Noor," He said, I look at him.

"Thank you for today." He said with a smile.

"Well, you shouldn't be thanking me instead thank Allah." I said, he nodded.

"Allah hafiz." He said, I look at him with shock but soon a smile broke on my face.

"Allah hafiz." I said and got out of the car.

He waved me, so I did than he drove off. Than according to my plan after 10 minutes of wait Mr. Moiz came in his car. He waved at me and I smile. I open the passenger seat and settled in.

"Assalamu alaikum." I greeted.

"Walaikum assalam, so did he went?" He asked.

"Yes, he did. Now lets get to his house, we don't have much time." I said.

"Okay, don't worry. I kept all the ingredients ready in the kitchen. You just have to go and start baking." He said. I and Mr. Moiz had planned a breakfast surprise for him. I know I don't know how to cook but I once had baked a cake and alhamdulillah it turned out tasty that's why I decided to bake a cake for his birthday as well. This was all my plan and Mr. Moiz is helping me.

"Jazakallah Mr. Moiz." I said with a smile.

"I should be the one thanking you, Lala was never this happy. Nowadays he stays normal without arguing or barking on others." He said and I chuckle.

"Is he that arrogant?" I asked, Mr. Moiz shake his head.

"No, time has made him like that. I wanted him to change and I tried many times but it didn't worked." He said looking forward.

"Where is his parents?" I asked.

"They both were very rich with their millionaire backgrounds, Lala was happened to be a mistake..." Mr. Moiz continued in a dull voice.

"A mistake?" I asked.

"Yeah, Its their mistake. You know that one night stand something.. That's the way lala happened. Both of his parents regretted when lala's mother got pregnant, they were not even married. So they decided to divide their responsibility, lala lived with his mother for five years but she didn't took care of him as a mother instead she hired a nanny for him and after five years Lala came to his father according to the contract, I was lala's father's personal secretary back than. Lala's father didn't loved or took care of him either instead he use to bring new women everyday at his house neglecting his responsibility towards lala. That's why lala became heartless or I say he still have heart but cold one. Since you came in his life, the coldness is melting slowly. I saw how lively he became in just few days and whenever he comes home after meeting you, a smile is formed on his lips." Mr. Moiz said.

And here I was thinking that I am the only one with lots of problems in my life. Both Shahzaib bhai and Daud has faced many things in life, even wealth didn't play a role to fulfill their loneliness. May Allah have mercy on them. After 15 minutes drive we reached his house.

His house is simple yet beautiful with mister of sky blue, white and grey color. I quickly removed my niqab and put it on the sofa. I was wearing blue faded jeans with flare sleeves knee length top.

"The kitchen is that way, you have 1 and half hour until than I'll go to office and keep lala busy. Okay?" Mr. Moiz said.

"Okay and please Mr. Moiz give a call before you two come here, so that I'll keep ready everything on the table." I said.

"If you need anything than the maid is in kitchen, you can ask her help and here take this in case you need to buy anything." He said while giving me some money.

I took it while thanking him, than he left. I went in the kitchen where a maid is waiting for me. She greeted with a smile, so did I. Than we both start the cake.

Farah's POV :-

"I have packed everything, actually everything was as it from the time of wedding. I haven't unpacked the luggage yet." I said to azam.

"Than that's a good thing, you don't need to bring anything that Shahzaib has bought." Azam said.

"I know, I am only going to take the things that my parents gave me in my wedding, there is two bag of clothes with some foot wear and jewelries." I said looking at the luggages which are kept in wardrobe.

"Good thing, Farah the furniture of our house has almost completed as well. You will going love it, everything is of yours liking." Azam said on a happy tone.

What's so good about it, it is still made with money of the man I am going to betray. I am such a selfish woman, I hate myself. I regret not telling shahno about azam before this marriage, maybe that time we could have done something. Something which couldn't be this selfish.

'I am sorry Shahzaib.' Tears flowed down my cheeks as I remembered his loving nature, dominant yet gentle.

"Farah, you listening or not?" Azam's voice broke my thoughts of my husband.

"Ye-yeah, I am listening." I said wiping my tears.

"So, what will we do first thing when we will shift to our house?" He asked.

"I don't know, what you think?" I said.

"I know I'll going to kiss you crazily, taking all your breath away." He said, my face heat up.

How can he say such thing so openly, and he can't kiss as Shahzaib said that one shouldn't touch any opposite gender until they are married. If they do such thing than it is call zina(Unlawful touch) which is one of the biggest sin in islam.

"But azam, I wanted to marry you first than we'll do this after marriage." I said but with nervousness.

"Of Course, we'll do that but we have already kissed before twice than what's the problem now?" He asked.

"Azam, I have learned that it is a sin to touch opposite gender without marriage and I don't want to commit anymore sin." I said.

"And where did you have this from? That stupid beast of yours taught you this right?" He said making me loose myself.

"Azam, I told you not to call him that. He is a nice person, he never taught

me anything wrong. What wrong did he do to you?" I said getting frustrated of him bad mouthing about Shahzaib.

"Why are you getting irritated just because of him? I am telling you Farah, I am feeling that you are changing." He said in a rage voice.

I don't think what to say on this, what should I say? How am I feeling? Am I really changing? Than why? Having no words to protest? I think I am just being guilty. I sighed in tiredness.

"Azam, I am sorry. Maybe I am being guilty for betraying everyone." I said softly.

"Don't be, once we get settled than we will apologize to your parents together and I am sure they will forgive us." Azam said, It was shocking for me. I

"Really azam? We'll come back? Will my parents forgive us than?" I asked.

"Slow down babe, and yeah they will. Now I'll talk to you later." He said.

"Okay, bye." I said.

"Bye, love you." He said and ended the call.

'I am telling you Farah, I am feeling that you are changing.' Azam's voice ranged in my ear.

I closed my eyes and took deep breath. I want to talk to someone, I want to share my meseries with someone. But I don't know who to talk to. I can't share with ammi, nor I can share with shahno. Uhh! Why everything needed to be so messed up.

I took my phone and the second I know that I am dialing shahno's number, after so many rings she finally picked up.

"Assalamu alaikum." She said.

"Walaikum assalam shahno, are you busy?" I asked cause it's her college time.

"A little farah, what happen?" She asked.

"Nothing just wanna talk to you." I said.

"Is something happened farah?" She asked as concerned laced in her voice,

My heart clenched as tears formed in my eyes.

"No-nothing happened, I just felt sad." I said.

"About what?" She asked.

"About Shahzaib, he is very alone. No one took care of him nor love him. Everyone just love cause of his money, until this day I have observed how they used his gentle and caring personality. They don't even wait for him at the breakfast or dinner, he eat alone. Everyone just being selfish to him." I said honestly about his family and including myself.

"Than why are you saying it to me farah? And why is he alone? When you are with him, you are his wife. Its a wife's duty to fulfill the loneliness of her husband, its your duty to wait for him at breakfast or dinner. It will make him happy that no one cares for him but his wife does. You are his pride, honor, strength, dignity and most of all his companion, his other half. How can he be alone when you are with him?" She said, making my guilt worse.

My sister who is not even married yet, but she knows perfect duty of a wife. Whoever the person she will marry, will be very lucky.

"Shahno, I.."

"Ma'am, the cake is ready." I heard someone said behind shahno.

"Okay, I'll see." Shahno said to that person.

"Are you baking shahno?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's actually one of my friend's birthday and I am trying to give him surprise." She said in a happy tone.

"Him?" I asked.

"Umm..yeah him, it's Abu daud. He is just a friend nothing else." She said quickly.

"Okay but be careful, and did you talk to akib?" I asked.

"Yes, we talked yesterday." She said, her voice turned into dull one.

"Don't be said shahno, everything will be okay." I said.

"I don't know Farah, I am trying to forget him but it's getting harder by seconds." Her voice on the verge of crying.

"Please shahno, don't cry over someone who doesn't worth your tears." I said.

"You are right." She said.

We talked for a while than someone called her, so we hung up. So that's it, I am already done packing everything.

Shahnoor's POV :-

"It looks good ma'am." The maid who's name happen to be Charlotte said looking at the vanilla cake.

"Thank you." I said with a smile.

"let's place everything on table." I said, she nodded.

We kept the other dishes that obviously Charlotte has made, I just made the cake. I thank Allah even for that, just hoping that daud like this.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Assalamu alaikum." I said.

"Walaikum assalam, moiz here. We are on the way." He said.

"Okay, I am done as well. Everything is ready." I said.

"Okay, we are at the entrance of the house now." He said.

"Who are you talking?" I heard daud asking.

"Okay Mr. Moiz, I will be ending the call." I said and ended up.

"Are they here?" Charlotte asked with a huge smile.

"Yes, go call everyone." I said, she nodded.

Soon after many of his bodyguards, maids presented in the open dining area which is connected to the hall

We here the door opening and just than Abu daud enter in the hall.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" Everyone shouted while clapping.

He looked bewildered by this stunt we pull, than his eyes met mine. I grin looking at him and walk forward towards him.

"Happy birthday daud." I said looking in his eyes.

"Are you trying to give me heart attack?" He asked with a smile on his face that reach to his eyes.

"No, I am just trying to make your birthday memorable." I said clasping my hands together.

"Don't make it this memorable that I find it hard to stay away from you fir even a second." He said in a very soft voice.

"I am glad you like my surprise your highness." I said holding the sides of my top than bowing down, he chuckle at my gesture so did everyone.

"Let's cut the cake." I chirped holding his arm with my both hands while taking him towards the dining table.

"You brought a cake too?" He asked.

"No~ no~ I have made this cake with my precious hand for you, not everyone get this opportunity to eat my cake you know?" I said trying to make him happy with my over acting.

"Oh, I shall eat it whole." he said with a huge smile.

"Now shall we?" I said Giving him the knife.

"Everyone let's sing the song. Happy birthday to you~" We all sang it together than he cut the cake.

"Don't you know how to cut the cake? You have cut it in a wrong way. You should cut it from here, I have written your name with so much effort." I said getting mad and pointing towards the cake.

"I am sorry, let me give you the piece." He said holding my hand.