At the cooperate meet day
Zayn's family was also at Azaan's house as they decided to go to the meet together, it was evening and everyone started getting ready, Zayn and Azaan was in the study, aima and Rafia already started getting ready together, as Ayzal was praying magrib namaz in jiya's room while jiya was curling her hair, maaz who was preparing was instructing security staff and everything necessary. As the night started wearing on, Azaan and Zayn walked out of their room with their wives, looking stunning in those western dresses, they sat down on the couch waiting on their kids to be ready.
After a while jiya walked out wearing a long ivory dress its fabric was smooth and fluid, gliding down in soft folds. A square neckline lent it a touch of vintage poise, while subtle side ruching shaped the waist with effortless elegance. The long sleeves balanced modesty with refinement, and the skirt fell in a gentle A-line. She walked towards everyone and spoke "Ayzal is also coming she is praying Isha then we can leave... But where is maaz?" Rafia spoke "he is still getting ready, that boy sometimes act too stubborn" jiya chuckled and spoke "don't worry, I'll go and get him out" as jiya walked towards maaz room and knocked on the door as he let her come in, jiya walked inside and saw her brother, brushing his hair, looking effortlessly charming and handsome in sleek all-black ensemble,his coat was sharply tailored, structured at the shoulders, and perfectly fitted through the waist. Beneath it, a black dress shirt lay unbuttoned at the top. His trousers matched in tone and precision, tailored straight with a clean, polished finish. Maaz noticed jiya and made a mocking annoyed face "ewww you are not looking good" jiya rolled her eyes knowing he is just being a brother and spoke "and you are looking like a monkey in a suit" maaz gasped dramatically and spoke "how dare you to say world's finest man a monkey, ouch!! I'm deeply hurt" maaz couldn't help and chuckled at his own act as well as jiya, as she spoke "enough with this drama and let's go before mom comes her on her own, everyone is ready" maaz hummed, he hesitate but spoke sheepishly "ammm.. is she ready too?" Jiya understood what he meant by she but she decided to tease, she shrugged her shoulders and spoke "who she? Mom? Of course she is ready" maaz rolled his eyes and spoke "c'mon don't be like this I know that you know I'm talking about Ayzal" jiya nudge his shoulder and spoke while walking out of his room "I don't know, come out and see on your own"
Meanwhile Ayzal finished her prayer, she walked towards the mirror and looked at her wearing cream white hijab neatly wrapped around her face draping over her shoulders covering her hair. Over this, a long outer garment cascaded, a flowing river of light, beneath, a pristine white layer peeked, offering a glimpse of purity and grace. A matching white purse hung at the side. She faintly smiled contently, she looked at her wrist watch and saw it was time to leave, she walked out of the room towards the living room, but just then she saw jiya was leaving maaz room and maaz followed her from behind, just then maaz caught ayzal's gaze, jiya already entered the living room meanwhile, maaz and Ayzal held eye contact for a few seconds but then Ayzal broke the eye contact and walked away as she entered she living gained a disapproving gaze from her father because she knows he didn't like the style she dress he wants her to wear western dress in these events.
Maaz POV
I exit my room when I saw Ayzal I held eye contact with her, I know she is gonna slay tonight and it was the most horrible fact for me, because I know uncle Zayn was looking for a suitable man for her, and what if he finds him tonight what if she says yes to anyone else for Ayzal, I was too engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn't realise when she broke the eye contact and left.
We walked out of our mansion our parents were sitting in mercedes maybach gls 600
While me jiya and Ayzal sit in another Mercedes AMG GT 63 s, our cars left towards the venue followed by 2 G wagons for security.
After a while we reached venue, everyone gets out of the car and we entered the venue, I started meeting every guest with professional smile which was being hard to maintain because my gaze was continuously driving towards someone else special. I saw Ayzal meeting everyone, with a small smile hugging the girls but not even shaking hand with any man like every other girl.
Ayzal POV
I was greeting everyone with my dad and mom as I felt strange stares at me, I looked at the gaze direction I saw a man walking towards us with a old man and old woman who was looking like a couple, as they reached near us, my father and the old man hugged each other, but I still feel that man's gaze on me which was making me uncomfortable but I decided not to look towards him as my mother hugged another woman and the old man spoke "after a long time! it's so nice to meet you Zayn and I guess this must be your daughter Ayzal" he spoke gesturing his hand towards me, I smiled and spoke "Assalamu walikum, yes I'm Ayzal, it's so nice to meet you" the old man laughed as my father introduced them to me "this is Mr Zaid, and his wife Rubina, and his one and only son Bilal, not to mention but he got such a brilliant son" I looked towards Bilal who was continuously staring at me, he extended his hand and said gently but their is a lingering on something else which I wasn't sure to mention "nice to meet you Ayzal" I nodded slightly but didn't shake his hand and spoke firmly "nice to meet you too". As the conversation goes on between my family and Mr zaid's family I stayed silent to not catch unwanted attention, but when I feel Bilal's stares still lingering on me, I shot him a glare which probably made me look away, but between the conversation I can still acknowledge his brief glance, I decided to leave the place but Mr zaid spoke to me "so dear child, have you married anyone or are you engaged" I felt uncomfortable but sudden question but I answered honestly "no I'm still single, I'm too focused on my career right now" Mr Zaid nodded and spoke "it's good but girls look even better when they are married" at his words I understand why he was being so concerned about my marriage but before I could speak anything Ms Rubina spoke "well we are also looking at a nice suitable wife for our Bilal" I forced a smile at her words, i didn't say anything and turned around abruptly and mistakenly, my shoulder hit the tray of drinks and the drink fell on my sleeve and left a strain, I gasped and earned a disapproving glare of my father, I pressed my lips in a thin and spoke "I'll be back in a while" as I turned to the waiter with apologetic look and spoke "I'm so sorry sir" the waiter, dismissed the matter with a kind smile, as I started walking towards the bathroom, just when maaz came towards me running and stopped my way, I took a step back and spoke "What's your problem now" he looked at the strain on my sleeve and asked "who did this?" I rolled my eyes before I could speak, a manly voice disturbed us from behind me made me flinched and jumped as I turned around abruptly and it was Bilal as he spoke "let me take towards the bathroom, Ayzal" I shook my head immediately and spoke with a smile but my tone was dismissing"no it's fine, enjoy the party" as he left I heard maaz voice, he sounds annoyed "What's with this guy huh? Why he is so concerned about you" I looked at him as he standing right beside me, and spoke "he is just like you, always annoying" he chuckled and spoke "at least I'm handsome besides you are my buttercup nothing to him" his words make me furious as I pointed my finger towards him and spoke in a low yet angry voice "don't you ever dare to address me as your anything, you hear me, otherwise I'll break every single teeth" within the waiting for his answer, I left towards the bathroom, I walked inside the room that leads towards the bathroom, I started washing my sleeve, rubbing the strain and luckily after a good two try the strain removed, I took my bag and walked in the room, my eyebrows furrowed as I saw Bilal entering the room, I didn't say anything or reacted in any way, and I made my way to the door, I was about to leave when a hand snacked around my waist and pulled me back with a jerk and I gasped loudly in the air.
"Sometimes the heart breaks not to destroy you, but to open a place where light and love can finally enter." 💔✨
Love you honeybees
So so so sorry my dear honeybees, I should have published the chapter yesterday but I'm having so much in my plate these days, because my work is in pending after this umrah trip and the weather in Saudia was so good that my body is not accepting my own country's air 😭😭😭. I can't even speak I'm too sick.