Zainab was having dinner with her Dad, Mum, and 3 siblings.
"Khadija pass me the mayonnaise please." Zainab said to her 12 year old sister.
"Ok." Khadija said and gave her sister her request. They continued eating in silence until their Dad wiped his mouth with a serviette and spoke.
"I'm going to your Aunt's house in kinkinau. Who's coming with me?" His eyes darted round the table.
"I'm cool." Yaya Ameer their 18 year old brother said.
"No, thank you." Zainab said and headed to her room.
"Till you come back Baba." Khadija said and followed her sister.
"Baba ka gaishe su." (Baba greet them). Abdullah said and picked his iPad.
Their Dad now turned to their Mother.
"Since the kids are not going then I'm also not coming with." She shrugged. "Send my regards. She then left to her room.
Yaya Ameer and Abdullah laughed."Women." Their Dad muttered shaking his head. He picked his car keys and left.
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Zainab was reading a book in wattpad, Acceptance (I just love this book u should all check it out.) When her phone beeped. It was from Isma'il.Isma'il: hey babe, how are you?
Zainab was a little shocked. Did he just called her babe?
Zainab: hi, I've been doing great. Hope you're too.
Isma'il: good to hear. Hope you enjoyed your ice cream too.
Zainab: 😃 yes I did.
Isma'il: so Zainab I've been meaning to tell you something.
OMG he's going to confess. Zainab thought. Her heart was dancing skelewu while her stomach was dancing shoki.
Zainab: carry on 😊
Isma'il: I want us to be friends Zainab 🙏 please.
Zainab felt like she was splashed with cold water. She checked his text again and again just to confirm if he wrote "friend"or "girlfriend".
Zainab: sure. No prob bye gotta go, I've something to do.
Isma'il: ok, bye love.
Zainab sat on her bed and cried her eyes out. She felt foolish. Khadija went over to her and Zainab poured all her previous chats with her now so called new friend. She felt like a midget.
"Maybe he didn't mean this that he doesn't like you or anything. He may be taking things slow step by step." Khadija said and brought her sister to an embrace.
That didn't change anything. Zainab cried more on her sister's shoulder.
"Yi hakuri. (Sorry). Take this, wipe your tears and blow your nose. I will call Jamila." Khadija said handing Zainab a tissue. She took it and did as she was told but the tears kept flowing.
"Yeah that's what I told her too but she won't listen so I thought she would listen to you." Khadija said into the phone.
"Give her the phone. Jamila instructed. Khadija gave Zainab the phone and sat beside he patting her on the back.
"Zainab, I'm sure Isma'il didn't mean that you can't date him or whatever you think." Jamila said gently. "Khadija is right maybe he's taking things slowly. Ok?"
Zainab sniffed. "But I really like him not as a friend but something much more than that." She hiccupped.
"But there's nothing wrong in being friends Zainab. Just pray and soon he will ask you to be his girlfriend." Jamila said. "And even if he'll say you're a low class we'll take him down in a peg or two."
Zainab smiled and then she started crying again. Jamila kept saying soothing words to her friend before she hanged up. Zainab changed into her nighties and lied on her bed crying. Khadija went over to her.
"Are you okay?" She asked worried.
"Yes I am just go and sleep I'll be fine." Zainab said.
"Okay." Khadija said and went to the other side of the bed.
Zainab cried herself to sleep that night.
He woke up after sleeping for nearly an hour. It was time for Zuhr prayer already. "I'll be back my love." He whispered as he cupped her face and kissed her forehead delicately. He headed to the mosque and performed ablution before offering his prayer. He stayed back for some minutes to do some dkirs and nawaafils before going to the waiting room. He met Maama crying profusely whilst Maami tried to console her, tears brimming in her own eyes and he's heart skipped a beat. What had happened to his wife?"Maami what happened? Is Zainab okay?" Maami looked down, her lips trembling."Say something please." He urged. "I think you should go see the doctor Ismail." Maami finally said and he obliged. He dragged his heavy legs to the doctor's office and knocked on the door. He opened the door when he heard a "come in.""Mr Ismail." He offered his hand for a hanshake. "Please, take a seat." He gestured to the two chairs in front of his large oak desk. Ismail sat down and prepared himself for
Everything happens to us for a reason whether we are aware of it or not. We might think of many impossible ways to try and change it and make it 'unhappen' but well...we are not God. We can't turn back the hands of the clock.After the doctor informed them about the loss of Zainab's second child, she has been moved to a room in a female ward. Visitors were not allowed in yet. The doctor is running a test to ensure that she's safe and healthy without any complications. The doctor also explained her injuries. She had obtained a fractured rib, a broken leg and a concussion because her head had badly hit the steering wheel.The news has now spread like a wild fire. His wife was in an accident and she lost her second child. Ismail had to switch off his phone after answering eight calls. He went to the hospital mosque, where he offered two units of rakaats and vehemently prayed for his wife's health.Zainab would be beyo
It was a miracle that Ismail arrived at the hospital in one piece. All he kept hearing when he was driving like a mad person was "your wife just had an accident. Your wife just had an accident." His wife. His Zainab. Zainab!He quickly walked to the waiting room, just in time to see his in-laws waiting there already. He weakly exchanged pleasantries with them. His own parents and Afrah soon came after. Maheerah was clutching her grandmother's skirt, her eyes brimming with her tears. They all refused to answer her unending questions. Where is her mommy?"Ismail you're supposed to pray for her." Ameer said as he patted his shoulder. Ismail looked at him with bloodshot eyes. He wasn't even aware that he was crying. He sucked in a deep breath before facing his brother in-law."You don't understand how I'm feeling Ameer. She can't leave me. I need her. I need her more than ever. My life will have no meaning if she leave
"What? Innalillahi wainna ilaihi rajiun. Is she okay? Were you contacted?" She threw one question after another."I'm... driving. I'm on my way home." And he hang up. She squeezed her phone in her hand as she muttered several duas under her breath. What should she do? Should she just sit down and wait for his arrival? Should she tell someone? Who would she tell? Ya Allah! How did the day turn out from better to worse? After thirty minutes of pacing to and fro, the bedroom door creaked open, revealing a distraught Ismail. She immediately rushed to him."Ismail how did this happen? Who are the kidnappers? Did they contact you?"He sighed as he sat on an armchair, his hands holding his head."The kidnapper called me. He threatened that if we don't get her married to him in the next 48 hours he would do some unspeakable things to her. He's her ex. He's obsessed with her.""Ya salaam!
"Umm Maheerah." He attempted to help her but she held up her hand as she regained her balance. Stubborn tears stung her eyes but she pushed them back, biting unto her lower lip as it quivers."So now I'm Umm Maheerah huh?" She taunts and he looked at her amusedly and she seethed. Does all these sound like a joke to him or something? Well, he must be deranged!"So enlighten me dear husband. When did you plan on telling me about the new love of your life. Just some hours ago we both exchanged 'I love yous' and now you're doing the same with someone else? This is unbelievable!""Amor you need to calm down. Just let me ...""Don't call me amor anymore and don't you dare tell me to calm down. I don't deserve that title cus it's already reserved for someone else right? I can't believe you Ismail! I really can't. After all those years, after everything we have been through. After all the ups and downs. Afte
"Mommy!" A four year old girl barged into a room, her pigtails bouncing up and down."Maheerah, what did I tell you about barging into our room?" Zainab scolded."Mommy am shorry. It's Uncle Abdullah. He refushed to let me watch SpongeBob!"Ismail walked over to Maheerah and scooped her into his arms placing her on his shoulders as she giggled."How about we go out for some ice cream?" He said and she nodded giggling more.He dropped her down and she ran out of the room with full vigour."Maheerah be careful!" Zainab called out."She would be fine." Ismail assured her as he sat behind her snaking his arms round her waist and she shivered.After all those years he still has an effect on her."You've spoiled this girl rotten!" She said rolling her eyes."And she's still my