Nazmeera groaned hearing the alarm and she stretched her hand out hitting the button until she switched it off.She sat up,squinting her eyes at the bright light flooding through the open curtains.

"Hamzaaa why are the curtains open?" She waited for an answer and then through her sleepiness she realized her mistake.

Her eyes pooled with tears and Nazmeera shook her head,blinking them away.Even so many miles away he was still on her mind.Nazmeera got off the bed and made her way to the bathroom splashing water over her face.Her lifeless eyes shone back at her and the dark circles under them made her look as if she'd aged by a couple of years.

Nazmeera exited the bathroom and quickly changed into a black skirt which she paired with a red top and red heels.She applied enough makeup to hide the dark circles.She made a cup of coffee which she quickly sipped and then grabbed her CV file and bag.

She had an interview scheduled for a job.The only reason that she had been able to afford the apartment she stayed in was because if her savings and her income that she'd gotten from working.The apartment was in a good area and Nazmeera would be able to take a cab to the office building until she got her own car.

Nazmeera stepped out into the what was supposed to be hot weather of Canada and looked around to see if there were any cabs around.Thanking Allah when she saw one nearby she walked towards it and got in.

"Where to Miss?"

"Hosseni group of Industries on..."

The cab driver turned and smiled at her,"No worries I know where it is."

Nazmeera smiled back well she tried to and the man begun driving.Nazmeera laid her head back and closed her eyes.Her mind wondering to the very people she did not want it to.

She wondered how the twins were.Were they troubling Aamanah into oblivion and was Hamza helping or trying to without losing his mind.Were they happy?

Of course they are you gone.

Nazmeera's eyes snapped open at her consciousness hitting her and she bit her lip trying to hold back her tears.

"Miss we are here." Nazmeera opened her eyes and she looked out the window at the tall building.

"How much would it be?" He told her the price and Nazmeera took out ten extra giving it to the surprised man who thanked her and drove off.

Nazmeera walked into the building and went straight to the receptionist desk.

"Good morning how can I help you?" The woman smiled brightly at Nazmeera and she hoped her smile was that bright when she returned it.

"Good morning.I'm here for the job interview by Mr.Khaleel."

The woman smiled,pointing towards a set of lifts,"You can go through those up to the 30th floor.There'll be someone to guide you there."

"Thank you." Nazmeera walked in the direction of the lifts and pressed the button waiting for it to appear.Nazmeera entered the lift and soon she was on the 30th floor.

"Good morning,I'm here for an interview." The receptionist looked up smiling and gestured to the sitting area where a few women and men sat.

"Morning.Please take a seat." Nazmeera sat down,her leg bounching up and down due to nervousness.She kept on repeating Surah Yaseen in her head until her name was called.

Nazmeera took a deep breath and walked towards the office door,gathering her strength and reciting Bismillah she knocked on the door.

"Come in." Nazmeera pushed the door open and stepped.

"Good morning." She greeted and she came face to face with a young man,perhaps her age or a few years older.He looked up and smiled at her,Nazmeera returned it.

"Good morning.Please take a seat." Nazmeera sat down and held out her CV.

"I'm Khaleel Othmaan and you are?"

"Nazmeera Ibrahim." Nazmeera twiddled her tumbs as Khaleel read through her CV.When he finally put it down Nazmeera looked at him.

"Can you tell me on what bases did you leave your previous job?"

Nazmeera took a deep breath before replying,"I quit due to the fact that I had to move."

"But you could have requested to be moved to the branch here so why quit?" Khaleel raised an eyebrow at the woman in front of him.

Nazmeera locked her jaw,"I have a personal reason and that's why I had to quit the company as a whole." Khaleel nodded though unsurely before questioning Nazmeera who answered each one tactfully.

"Well Mrs.Nazmeera would your husband have any problem if you worked late hours or will you be cutting them short?"

Nazmeera clinched her hands into fists,"My husband and I are seperated so my working hours won't be compromised. "

Khaleel leaned forward,"But you are stated as Mrs on your CV any intention of divorce which may prove as a hindrance to your job?"

Nazmeera felt tears well up and she looked down blinking them away.Khaleel realized this and handed her a tissue which Nazmeera took and wiped a few tears.

"No we just separated." Her whisper made Khaleel know there was more but it was non of his business so he just nodded his head.

"Okay then.This will be all.You should be notified if you have got the position." Nazmeera nodded standing up and she forced a smile.

"Thank you for this interview." Khaleel nodded and Nazmeera swung the door open only to come face to face with another male holding onto an older man's arm.

"I'm sorry." Nazmeera moved to the side and the older man smiled.

"Jazakallah." The younger man was looking down and even when they walked forward he still never let go off the older man's arm.

Nazmeera smiled as she closed the door awed by the fact that Khaleel stood up to hug them and give the whom she now figured out was blind young man a chair.

Thousands of miles away in Zunran the apartment that was usually lit with life was so silent that an outsider may have assumed that someone might have died.

No one in the apartment had anything to say yet someone had to break the silence.

"She left without telling us anything.She didn't even tell Ihsaan anything nor did she tell Zeenat anything.She just left." Abi Jameel said in a quiet,almost dejected voice.

"It's all my fault.If I hadn't fought with Aamanah this would never have happened." Hamza tugged on his hair and Aamanah rubbed his shoulder soothingly.

"It's both of our faults.I should have told you what she had been doing but..."

"No Nazmeera would have never left because of what Hamza said." They looked at Ummi Jameel who kept her gaze on her husband,"There must be a heavier reason something that you'll even don't know about.I know her,I know her heart and even if she blamed herself for the fight she would have stayed quiet."

Aamanah and Hamza looked at one another thinking before Aamanah thought of something and rushed to the room where she grabbed the baby monitor.She replayed the timing from when Nazmeera entered her took up until they heard the children.Aamanah gasped seeing what happened and she rushed out the room.

"I'm the reason she left." They all looked at Aamanah shocked and she handed Hamza the monitor replaying the whole timing while Ummi and Abi Jameel watched.

"She probably came to the room and heard what I told Hamza.Ya Allah." Aamanah fell onto the couch and Hamza reached out to comfort her.He held her body as she cried.

Ummi Jameel looked at her husband who looked as if the ground had been snatched from beneath his feet.She knew she had to handle the situation and she only knew one way to do such.

"We can't cry now when everything's been said and done.Right now we can only hope and wish that Allah keeps her happy and safe wherever she is.Perhaps she wasn't in Hamza's taqdeer after all." Hamza felt his heart break when ummi Jameel said that but somewhere deep down he knew what she said was the truth.He just hoped he had at least one last meeting with her.
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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatulahi Wa Barakatu

Once again Eid Mubarak

Secondly there will be three flashback chapters before the book begins properly.

Anyone recognized our favourite Hosseni brother 😁😁😁😁😁😁 oh well I may have stolen amalkhan807 character for my chapter p.s. she's aware of it

So this is half I don't know when the other one will be here please be patient.I hope you guys liked it

Other then that enjoy Eid day halaaly and try to eat a lot on my behalf.To those who have one more fast please rmemeber me and the Ummah in your duas.

Take care

Fi Amanillah