CHAPTER 6

AHAD POV:

I woke up to find myself alone in my room, it's 5 am already, I came out of my bed and went to do wadu so I could pray, "Yaa Allah, the pain is unbearable, I do not know what to do with this pain I'm feeling for these years, I did try to overcome them but I can't Allah, Allah please help me out, take this pain away and give me happiness or take me away" crying in front of the Almighty Allah he found some comfrot. After praying the namaz, he went to his bedside table and took out the sticky notes, writing a note on it he took it and went out of the room, he placed the note on his parent's room door amd went to the garage to take his bike home.....

Reaching in front of his penthouse, he served for the keys in his pant pocket and unlocked the door, getting inside the house he found it cold and dark, he silently prayed to Allah to make his house lively and happy for him soon...

He went towards the gym after changing his clothes, and started exercising, after exercising for 2 hours he went to make breakfast for himself, when he heard a knock on his front door, diverting his gazed to the wall clock he saw the time, it's 7:30 am already, he exactly knew who had came his home at this time of the day, opening the door with bore expression he went to the kitchen to continue making his breakfast again "bhai Asalam Mualaikum, I'll go to sleep in your room, please do not disturb me before zuhr namaz, good night" Saying this Ashar went to his brother room to sleep, while he had his own room in his brother house he felt comfort to sleep in his brother room only.....

Making the breakfast, he kept one plate at the microwave for his brother and one for his to eat. After changing his clothes to black pants, white t-shirts, and white sneakers with his watch, he got ready to take his bike on a date....

Taking his bike out of the garage, he went to his today's destination....

Standing outside of the large building, I waited patiently for my best friend to come so that we could go together for the ride. "I'm sorry, I got late, yarrr, you know the new project I'm working on has taken more of my attention than I thought it needed." I just looked at the time and punched him on his face, "Okay, I'm sorry, now let's go, kids are waiting for us, " He said while touching the area where I punched him....

"Hammad, did you get the bags that we are going to give today to the kids?" I asked, knowing very well this idiot would have forgotten it, " ohh shoot, they are at home, I'll - I'll just go and grab it, till then you go a head" I glared at him, pointing my index finger at him, I said "thank Allah that you are my baba's favourite boy in my friend group or else I would have murdered you, you shit" I said still glaring at him annoying face.

Starting my bike, I made my way to Darul Sukoon. Going inside, I waited for the children to come out of their classes, "I'm here, my boy." Here comes my idiot friend,"you finally came, sit right here with me now, " I said, waiting patiently for the children...

Meeting them and giving them the things that they were requesting last week was all I could do to make them happy.....

I watched them doing happy dance when I saw a girl coming inside while having lots of bags in her hands. Before I could go help her, I saw a teacher going towards her, I looked away knowing it's not a good thing to watch someone secretly but I couldn't help yet want to see her again, resisting the urge to look that way, I engrossed myself with the kids. After spending some more time with them, we too took our leave to go home....

Hammed and I went to a nearby cafe to have some talk, while sipping our coffee I said, "hammed I know you still think I should not think about the past incident yet I can't help but think about how I could change everything and how I could be the one in that accident" I said restlessly thinking about it again "Ahad some things are meant to be happen, Allah has chosen everything for the human beings, we can't change anything nor can we stop, but think about everything in a better way and belive in Allah" Hammad tried to assure me, sipping my coffee again, nodding my head indicating I understand what he was telling me, we talked about our daily life...

It was already magrib namaz time when I came home, parking my bike, I went to the masjid to pray the namaz....

Finding the comfort in namaz is what every Muslim needs, and I found that after her death, after I lost her forever.....

HAYAT POV:

It was Sunday already, the birds were chirping, the day started with me cleaning my room, and listening to an audiobook, I'm not a cleanliness freak yet I don't like my things here and there...

Hearing a knock I paused my audiobook and placed my phone with hand-frees on the bed and went to open the door, seeing the smiling face of my chachi I welcomed her in my room, taking a seat next to me on the couch she whisperingly said, "it's your chachu day off and i wanted to go out with him to enjoy some quality time, will you mind it if we are late chanda?"

She has always been the one to support me, asking me before doing anything in my matter to make me comfortable, the comfort I needed from my father I unknowingly got it from chacha chachi "you do not need to ask me chachi, I actually have some plannnes today too, i'll be home late, you both please enjoy" with a smile on my face I said from my heart....

After having a little chat and breakfast, I got ready to visit the cafe and get myself some coffee to enjoy my "me time" alone....

Parking my car near Seaview side I got down from the car, it has became the most frequent place I love to visit in Karachi, the place itself held so many memories that I can never forget, sitting on the nearest seat I found, taking my book in my hand, I started reading it while having the hand-frees in my ears and the coffee in my other hand, the noise around me started to fade away as I kept reading the book under the shade to escape the sun...

Feeling some one standing beside me, I looked up to find Ashar, raising my one eyebrow I gave him my "what do you want" face, scratching the back of his head he embarissingly said "I came with my boring bhai here, and I was bored to death right there standing so I looked around to find someone I know and I found you, so I came to look for you."

I was confused about why he will look for me when we have talked only two times in my 24 years of living on this planet, "we don't know each other much for you to come up here and to me to talk!" Stating my point of view, I looked at him with a "duhh" face "I know, but we both have similar love for cars and bikes, so I wanted to know what you thought about the race offer" he said with such innocet eyes and face "I haven't thought about it till now, but i'll surely join today to watch the race" he looked at me with horror in his eye "NO!! you can not join today!" Startling me with his sudden saying, I tried to calm my scared heart down and said,"Why?"

"Well, you didn't tell me about you coming, so I did not make any arrangements for the car race," he said..."I--I just want to watch the race even if it's of bike too, i'll see the environment, and then i'll think about joining," i said calmly. "Oh. surely you can watch it, you can message me before you come so that I'll know about it in advance" he said "we don't have each others number duhh" I said looking at him weirdly, he gave a small smile and passed me his phone for me to type my number, giving it back to him i said, "i'll join by 8:30 tonight" saying that I stood up and made my way towards the car, getting a notification I looked at the message "i'll call you Miss Hayat as you give me those teacher vibes who are always giving short replies and walks away, Miss Hayat, do join us, if you wanna learn something knew about your car or racing do contact me on this number, THANK YOU"

In the evening I got myself some coffee and sat in my room couch, started searching for the best universities providing business degree, I had gone to IBA for 2 years, and it has many of my beautiful memories but I won't want to join there again after whom I have lost, I looked for sometimes and got done with Iqra University, finalising everything I collected my documents and put them together....

Coming out of the cafe, I felt my phone vibrate and looked at the message. Reading the message, I was confused, not knowing if the message was a question, command, or request "the boy you met the other day, wants to have a ride with you on your sports car, he'll be here tonight " wanting to make the boy memories beautiful I agreed "tell him I'll be there by an hour and then he can come with me"

Zeeshan and I had a lot of fun together, we talked while I was driving the car, we had a drink together and talked about the race and all....

Dropping him off at Do Darya at 10 pm again, I pulled down my side window and said, "If you wanna join me again, just give me a call, okay?" I said while ruffling his hair a little. He smiled and went away, I looked at my front while pulling up my window and saw the bikers and saw one of the man I saw last time, sitting on his Kawasaki Ninja H2 bike with the helmet on while wearing half sleeve white t-shirt and black pants looking really amazing to my eyes, bikers have always had a special place in my heart since I have read The Predator but looking at him right now I felt myself looking too much, he might have sensed my continuous gaze that he looked at my way and I idiotically hide like my windows aren't tinted black, I scolded myself for my stupidity and embarrassingly drove away...

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