*MY WORLD*
EPISODE 22
Khadijah's POV
My life is taking a complete new turn. I am Me and I shall always be,but the people you live with,play a great role in one's life. Since birth,I've got to know no one,except my real and closest family members. Living in a whole different place,with whole different people,in a whole different way is getting me a whole different nervousness. It will definitely take time for me to get use to the new environment and people,knowing that I'm kinda introverted. I love being the introvert type but sometimes,i feel the extroverts are more free than we are. We find it hard to talk,to misbehave....or maybe,not even misbehave but to act normally in front of people. Everything in the introvert world,needs time! And not everyone understands!
I was sitting at the back of the car and my head was turned to the window. I love looking outside during rides. The tall and short tress which seem to be moving,their green colour. The beach side,the birds flying so near. Sometimes,I just look up,to see birds flying and having fun. Sometimes I'll be looking out there and my mind will get lost thinking about home. I was in the midst of _thinking about home_ and _watching the streets_ when dad pulled over.
"We are here Minnie." Those words made my heart jump. Is it normal to feel this hella nervousness!? I gulped and got down.
Dad and I got all my things from the back of the car and dad held them all for me. Infront of us,was a massive house,bigger than ours of course!
It was all painted white. It's not as big as a mansion though,but seeing it is pleasure to the eyes. Dad ringed the gate bell,a middle aged man's head popped out.
"How may I help you Sir?" Wow! He speaks in a british accent,then why's he a gateman,or am I wrong?
"Malick,don't you recognise me anymore. It's me,Mahmud Ahmed." Am I the only who thinks my dad's name and surname are the same? Even if I'm the only one,it's still the same so it means I am right,hahaa.
"Ohh,Sir Mahmud,welcome Sir. Is this your daughter?" He was gonna let us in but had to ask that question because he saw a pretty and lovely girl who turned out to be .mOi.huh! **smirks** but hey,its not at all self promo!
"Yes,she is Khadijah,my daughter." Dad held me closer and smiled to Malick.
"She is a big girl now. Please come in you two." He requested and we did the same. The inside of the house was also painted white with two cars resting at the right side of the home,probably Aunt Hawaa and Uncle Musa's.
Malick took responsibility of my luggages and took them in as we followed behind him.
We were welcomed by a beautiful scent in a super clean and adorable looking sitting room. A girl of .kinda. my age was sitting on the milk white coloured divan. Clearly,she was not aware of our presence.
"As salaamu alaikum" dad greeted and she turned to look at us. She was clad in a black abaya with a loosed veil wrapped around her head. She passed a smile and walked towards us.
She gave dad a side hug,who was like "Zainab,you are all grown up now." Why do they all love saying this!?
"Wa alaikumus salaam uncle,how are you." Ok,now I have to say,I feel left out! They seem to be good friends you know.
Zainab is a beautiful face owner. She has this light brown colour and a kinda long face.maybe 20% longer than normal. She has large beautiful eyes and a thick eyebrow,wait,her eyebrow starts from the upper part of her nose! Damn hairy! That's why I could see her long tresses under her veil. I also have long ones😉. She has small rounded lips and a lil pointed nose. Enough now before she will realise.
"As salaamu alaikum Khadijah." She passed me a closed lip and wide smile. Did dad tell her my name and more while I was studying her beautiful face?
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MY WORLD
General Fiction"Hey Dija aren't you gonna come out of the bathroom? You've cried enough already yaar". In five minutes.... "Look Jameela,my name is Khadija,do not cut it short! It makes it look like a musician's name and also,who told you i was crying?" I said...
