Chapter 01

Black booted feets were stomping on the wet grey roads of Bayburt City. A male figure, wearing black coat and black jeans, tucked the Quran in his hands, close to his chest. He was sweating, scared, anxious, continuously looking back as if he was being chased by someone.

He was wearing white knitted prayer cap, heading towards the Masjid. He gulped down a lump in his mouth and bit his lower lip.

As he was anxiously climbing up the stairs, someone ran through his shoulder making him stumble upon his feet, the Holy Book fell from his hands.

“Astaghfirullah, Nauzubillah. Ya Azrael! Watch where you're going brother”. Raza spoke as he bumped into Azrael, fixing his prayer cap. His tone was always sarcastic, he always blamed others for any mishap.

Azrael quickly carried the Holy Quran and kissed it, he was avoiding eye contact with raza, knowing him very well he would ask him weird questions and make him uncomfortable.

“Sorry brother raza, my bad”.

“Aah its okay are you-”

Before Raza could say anything Azrael ran up, avoiding any further conversations with him. Raza called him out but he ignored, clenched his jaw and rolled his eyes.

Raza was as annoying as the chilling weather. Azrael walked up to the small room where everyone was sitting on the carpet, waiting for their new scholar.

A word was spread that starting this October, a high qualified female Islamic Scholar will be teaching to the students in this Masjid. Surprisingly they allowed both male and females in one room.

The room was divided by a small wooden wall to maintain modesty. The girls were sitting in the front row and boys at the back after the partition. Azrael jogged to the end corner of the room.

“Assalamualaikum everyone!” a male voice spoke as he entered the room, the chattering of students went quiet.

“I hope everyone is doing good by the will of Allah Almighty, I am here to announce that your new teacher has arrived and will start off her sessions from this date. Welcome Ms. Hayat Hussain”, the man who was their previous lecturer announced as she entered the room.

Azrael

It was as if an angel walked inside. The wooden partition made it hard for me to look so I scooted over the wall and saw her. Just her white gown. She was glowing in her white gown, white hijab and a white veil, covering her face from sinful eyes.

My eyes.

She started speaking but God forbid me, I didn't listen a word. All I knew was her voice ringing like a sweet melody in my ears. I gulped and blinked. I looked at my surroundings if anyone was looking at me but they all were so hypnotised by her.

Oh how the girls are so lucky to see her close. I barely even saw her but I could feel her aura, wrapping around me. She is wealthy and beautiful. I just know she has money and is extremely beautiful, I am sure other women are jealous of her.

The lecture started and she recited Surah Fatiha (Quran Verse). I closed my eyes to listen to her recitation. It was so mesmerising. Then she continued her lecture and I didn't pay attention to anything she said.

I wanted to see her, chase her down, make her mine and then kill her. By that, I remembered Ms. Zohra in my basement. I hope she didn't wake up, I injected her nicely though. I hope that Senan bitch didn't try to get in my house, he was always so curious about my business.

Can't he just act like a dumbass neighbor who only smiles in the morning when I am going to work.

“Az?” a voice made me break my thoughts as I looked in the direction. “Pay attention!”, baras said as I heard Ms. Hayat asking us our names. My heart started to pound as the guy from our line said his name means that my turn will be very soon. I gulped and stared at the Quran in my hands. “Baras” he said and then its my turn.

Fuck.

I couldn't speak. “Who is it? Next?” Hayat said. Damn her sweet voice. Baras glared at me.

“Az-azrael”

“Sorry?”

“Azrael”.

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