You are Mine Ch. 7
I didn’t see Aisha for few days.when I saw Nivin I asked him about her.he told me that she got sick.her ammi is not allowing her to get off from bed.I wanted to see her.
“I want to see Aisha” I said before thinking once
“okey I will take u to her” Nivin said.
I went with Nivin.Nivin told Aisha’ s ammi that we r working together. when I entered her room she was sleeping.her hair was scattered on pillow. .it was dark black thick hair..I realised that she wasn’t wearing head scarf.Nivin took a scarf and a band from her closet.he sat beside her and made a bun.she woke up and sat on bed.Nivin wrapped the scarf around her head. i was wondering.Nivin is a hindu and Aisha is a Muslim but he cares for her belief.
she looked at me with uncomfortable. .coz I saw her without wearing a hijab.
“hai” I spoke
“assalamualaikum” lol what a dumb**s me
“walaikumaslam” I replied to her salam.
“take a seat Zayn” Nivin said.he was sitting beside Aisha.
“how do u feel now?” I asked with concern
“I feel better. .but u know ammi is not understanding me.she is insisting me to take more rest”
“yeah..every mum is their children’s doctor. ”
“Aisha. ..sasi called me today”
“what he said?”
“we have a photo shoot in Bangalore. we both are the photographers.”
“how many days for it?”
“okey. .we will go and tell sasi that Nivin will accompany us..I mean me.
I nodded at her..why she wants Nivin to come with her? we r going for our work..whatever I brushed off thw thoughts.
after few minutes I left.Nivin still stayed with her.I was really surprised about their relationship. .it was pure and honest one I have ever seen in mh life. not only Aisha and Nivin’s but also their families. .both family shared a beautiful bond between them.
you know how can I write about Aisha and Nivin’s passion for each other and their caring towards each other’s religion. .
I have a friend named Nitesh.we are best friends. we used to mention each other kamine/kamini.we insult each other(don’t take it as negative. .it is our love) but we share everything to each other.if we didn’t talk for one day I really start to missing him and he also.and u know he cares about my belief. he is a hindu and I am a Muslim. if I talked to him without praying my salah (namaz) he scolds me and told me to go and do ur prayers and come to me after that.
I love him so much.this story is dedicated to u my kamina.