Behind You

hen preparing food as today Aunt, uncle and my soon-to-be husband are coming, to be honest, I'm nervous, I don't know what he will think of me. I kept the things I

** “Sis Farah!” I heard Yasmin calling my name, followed by a knock on the door. “Come in” she sat down chuckling “What happened Yasmin, why are you shouting my name?” “They're here, I saw Jawad he's so handsome, just wait till you meet him, I'm so happy” she squirms. “Let's go mom said you should come down” I place my scarf gently on my head and held Yasmin's hands, nervousness crept inside me. Aunt Khadija and her husband were seated on the 3 sitter couch, while whom I assumed as Jawad is sitting on the 2 sitter, his head down pressing his on phone. “Assalamu Alaikum aunt” “Assalamu Alaikum uncle” I greeted them. “Wa Alaikum Salam my daughter you look beautiful, how are you” she held my hands. “I'm fine aunt Thank you ” We exchange greetings with uncle too. I sat down on the one sitter chair. The urge to glance at him increases. I lift up my head slowly and my eyes meet with a cold dark eyes, staring right back at me. I quickly averted my eyes looking elsewhere. feeling my heart beat just by his gaze. We were sited at the dining eating while the families we're chatting. All the while I couldn't bring my eyes to look at jawad, he'sJawad quite too, until mom decided to break his silence. “How's Netherland jawad?” “Fine ma'am” he answered masha Allah he has a sweet voice. “He's taking over the company” aunt khadija blurted out. What? Will he be my new boss? Yasmin touched my arm and mouthed 'are you okay' it was then that I realised I didn't eat much. “Sorry” I muttered without being noticed. After eating the families gave us time to to know more about each other. I lead us towards the direction of the balcony, Jawad tailing behind me. We sat down on a bench quite only the sound of birds chirping could be heard. Nervousness is killing me and he's also not saying anything, he just kept looking at his watch. I decided to break the silence. “Salam, I'm Farah” I croak a smile. I'm not sure if it's the right thing to say. “I'm jawad” he sa