You are my Queen, I am your King, lets make a kingdom of happiness!

SHUMAYLL

All Iqraam said was track Iqra

it did not take me long to track her down

she seemed to be running

"She was crying!" said Iqraam as he drove towards the street

but i was closer

I parked my car infront of an old deserted building

what the hell?

My heart hammered against my ribs and i felt my blood go cold as all the unwanted thoughts entered my mind

what if's entered

i ran inside the damned building and yelled and called her but she did not answer

I heard noises, shuffling, someone walking

what the hell?

I ran up a level and another and another until i saw her hijab, her bags, all lying on the floor

Iqra was definitely here

my mind went crazy thinking of what situation could she be in

My anger rose

no way to hell was anyone going to stop me now

I heard a voice

Iqra's small whimpers

she was pleading

I ran up another level and tears brimmed my eyes

my Iqra was there, alright

but her hijab was removed, her dress was ripped and her hands were tied

"Iqra darling, If i had to leave you, I would right?" said Alex, standing infront of her

i knew that bast*** was up to no good

I growled and he turned to me

"Oh Shumayll to the rescue" he smirked

"Leave her Alex" I growled as he ran his fingers up her arm

thats it, i am ripping his arms off

I ran towards him and kicked him in the stomach with a roundhouse kick

He was down on his knees, holding his stomach

"TOUCH HER AGAIN AND I.WILL.RIP.EACH.AND.EVERY.OF.YOUR.ORGANS.OUT!" I growled out and he laughed hysterically

"Go, take her, I got what i wanted" He said, laughing away

my anger rose and i kicked him hard in the stomach again, punched him multiple times on the face before his nose began bleeding

'Shumayll!" whispered Iqra and i stopped

how could i have forgotten her!?!

I stood up and wiped my face

"You got saved!" I growled out and turned to Iqra

her head was turned to the other side and a single tear slipped my eye

i opened the ropes, tying her wrists and rubbed them

the red marks were visible and i rubbed them again, to get them lighter

She sobbed silently

I took off my hoodie and donned it on her shoulder and put the hoodie over her head

tears fell freely down her cheeks and my chest constricted

"Iqra........" I whispered and she started crying more

before i could say anything more, Iqraam ran towards us and hugged Iqra tightly

she then began crying hysterically

Iqraam soothed her, rubbed her head and whispered good things in her ears, to get to calm down- something i wanted to do but was not legal to do so

i took out my phone and called Tara

"Good Afternoon, sir," she said and i launched into telling her to ask the lawyers to prepare legal papers against Alex Regent and all the charged pressed against him will be justified by me

"Alright sir, and sir, is she fine?" asked Tara and i sighed

"If only i could say yes" I replied and then she hung up

"Shall we go home?" i asked and Iqraam nodded

He picked up Iqra like she was a little girl, in his arms and walked out of the building with his coat on her too

i opened his car door and he slid Iqra in the back seat

"Relax, Iqra, we are here" he reassured her and shut the door

"Shes shocked-" he said to me and i nodded

"We need to see a doctor ASAP" he said and i sighed

"I will be home" I said and he nodded before getting into the car and driving off

i got into mine and set off behind him

All the while, her tear stained face did not leave my mind

All i saw was red

I so desperately wanted to kill Alex

i over sped home, i am sure i would get the over speeding ticket in my office tomorrow

I parked my car and ran up to my room

i stood under the cold showers, fully dressed and tried to calm down

I wanted to scream and shout and yell and break things to let my anger out

but i controlled it

My mind pictured her, on Ruqayyah Bhabhi's henna night, the loose locks on her face and her tinted cheeks

my body immediately calmed down

"Shumayll?" called out Bhai and i sighed

"Sh-Shower" I muttered and stripped down for a good shower

after shower, i changed into sweats and tees and walked out into my room

"Are you alright?" questioned bhabhi and i nodded

"I heard about her- we are going to see her now- would most probably stay over there, for the night- take your things" said bhai and i nodded

i had enough tension on my head now

I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling

her scent lingered around my room, from the amount of time she had spent here

it was hard to forget that, it was hard to forget anything about someone you love

about someone who care for

about someone you are crazy for.........

I feel at peace because of her,

she guided me to Islam without even knowing

and i know for one thing, that Allah (S.W.T) will not let anything bad happen to her again

I got up and decided to pray Nafil prayer

Ammi used to say that whenever you are sad or in doubt, pray to Allah, for Allah is the most merciful and the all knower

so i prayed

after prayers, i changed into jeans and shirt, before taking my phone and car keys and heading outside

I got into my Range Rover and drove towards the Ibrahim mansion

everyone from my family were there

literally everyone

I walked inside the house without much hassle and headed straight to her room

I knocked the door and Bhabhi opened it

"Oh Shumayll's here" she announced and every head turned to me

"Uhh hi?" i said, rubbing my neck awkwardly and Fati aunt chuckled

"Count on him to make things funny" muttered ammi and i grinned

"Hows Iqra?" i asked them and Fati aunt sighed deeply

"She is sleeping, the doctor said she was fine, just some scratches, here and there but she is fine-" replied Fati aunt and i nodded

Iqra's room was sorta like mine

divided into two- although mine had sections, hers didn't

She had a bedroom and a living room, where we all were currently seated

I took a seat beside Iqraam and he smiled at me

"I am glad you made it" he whispered and i smiled at him

"Always bro" i answered back and he smiled and shook his head

"Crazy fella" he muttered and i chuckled

We set there for minutes before Ibrahim Uncle said we head downstairs and let her rest

I was the last to leave because both my bhabhi's decided to stay with Iqra

I halted at the door and turned to Huma bhabhi

i rubbed my neck and coughed

"Yeah?" she asked, oblivious of everything around her

"Uh- can i talk to her, when- umm...... she wakes up?" i asked her and she smirked

"Sure" said Ruqayyah bhabhi and i nodded smiling at them

"jazak Allah khair" i said and walked out of her room, shutting the door behind her

I played about with my phone until i recieved the message from bhabhi

"Uh I will be back" i muttered to Shaheer bhai before running upstairs to her room

"No messing around, if she cries, i will kick you out of here" said Huma bahbhi and i nodded

"As salaam" I said as i entered her living room

Iqra set there, watching 'Looney Tunes"

"Hey" I said again as i set infront of her

She gave me a small smile before going back to her cartoon

"Iqra" I said with an edgy voice

*Silence*

"Iqra-" I warmed and she gave no reaction

"Iqraar Saafawat Ibrahim! Turn to me this instant!" I growled and she slowly turned to me

using her full name seems to get a reaction out of her

"Hmm?" she merely spoke

"Iqra, whatever happened-" i say but she cuts my sentence off with hers

"-Has happened, please leave" was all she said before turning back to the TV

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair

I stood up, dusted my jeans and stared at her

I bend down and grabbed the remote from beside her

"Wh-" she began and i held a hand up

I switched the damned TV off and placed the remote in my pocket

She stood up to leave but i pushed her back on the sofa

"Sit there and listen to me!" I growled out and she sinked into her seat

I pulled the footrest directly infront of her and set down, my knees hitting the sofa end, trapped her legs in between

I bent down to her level and smiled

"Now listen, Fluffy, I don't care what that bast**d did, or what he wants or whatever-" I stated and she flinched at the profanity

"-But all I know is that YOU.ARE.MINE- I will not have anyone change that for me-" I said, clearly stating the fact

her eyes went wide and she immediately turned around to see the bhabhi's

at this point i did not care

i love her and there is nothing anyone can do about that!

"Shumayll, Keep that voice of yours low! and we cannot be sure if we are meant for each other or not!" she whispered harshly and i sighed

"Fine....." i muttered

"Iqra are you alright?" I merely but whispered to her and for the first time, she met my eyes

her hazel brown eyes contained so much

her eyes started getting glassy and soon a single tear escaped down her cheeks

"Iqra-" I muttered, feeling helpless coz i cannot wipe away her tears

"I- I feel.......wiffy" she whispered below my hearing

"You feel what?" i asked her, softly

"shumayll- i- How?" she muttered, looking away

"Because I love you for you and love, well, love is love-" i replied, not really putting my feelings into words

it was a hard thing to do

her tears fell silent and i set there, watching her cry

my heart did s beat kinda thing, when her perfect face went pink

my Iqra was not thin or skinny like other girls

she was tanned, build and chubby

that was my Iqra

"I should leave" I muttered and she sighed

"Okay"

"Wanna do a disney marathon?" i asked her and she looked up to me, surprised

I winked at her and she chuckled

"Which one?" she asked me

"You pick- after 8- you, me and the kids" I said and she laughed

"Fine" she said

I grinned, happy that i made her laugh

"Oh and Fluffy?" i called out to her

"Yeah?" she replied

"I want my old Fluffy back, this ones boring, my chubby and bubbly Fluffy is better" I winked and she stared at me before bursting into fits of laughter

"Only you" she muttered, before laughing again

I strode out of her room, winking at my surprised bhabhi's and shut the door behind me

I jogged downstairs and everyone was in a deep thought kinda mood

"Lets go eat McDonalds"

i turned around and saw Iqra standing at the middle of the stairs

everyone turned to the stairs and Iqra grinned sheepishly

"Please?" she said and Iqraam was the first to break the ice, with his laughter

he stood up and tackled his sister in a huge bear hug

"Only you can make a food comment!" said Ibrahim uncle and everyone nodded, smiling at her

My old Iqra is back!