Rayyana's POV
Everyone stood around quietly whispering to each other, Maha's mom and Maha stood in the corner talking amongst themselves. It was a little suspicious what Maha's mom did in the office, Sabha told me all about it and she was right, it was weird.
But apparently, no one else thought so. I focused back to the Quran page that I was reading, I finished and closed It sighing. I pulled out a Tasbi and I prayed silently on it.
Sabha was beside me doing the same, she still hadn't shed a tear and everyone was whispering about that. No one had witnessed her crying yesterday so they must be thinking that Sabha hadn't cried at all.
None of them know her I suppose.
There weren't a lot of people, only some friends of Maha's and her moms who had gotten to know Mr. Ali for a while. A women came up to Sabha wearing a short black dress. "What are you wearing?" She scrunched her nose and looked up and down of Sabha's Kurta.
"What do you mean?" Sabha asked her, Maha ran up to the girl and grabbed her shoulder "Stop Skylar." This girl Skylar looked Sabha up and down one more time before leaving. Maha looked at Sabha apologetically "Sorry, Skylar is a bit...Wacky."
I always hated that word..Wacky. What is that? Why does that exist? Sounds like something a grandma would say, not a adult like Maha.
"Keep your friends away from me." Sabha glared at Maha before walking away. "She hasn't shed a tear through the funeral, people are talking about it." I realized she was talking to me, I got defensive over what she said and felt the sudden need to protect Sabha.
"She did actually, she cried hard for her dad yesterday." Maha must have noticed my tone because she started shaking her head and waved her hands around "No! God I didn't mean it like that!"
Then, she sighed and sat down on the floor, I looked around to see what she was doing but then I too crouched down next to her.
It was awkward standing beside her while she was on the ground. I heard soft sobs and realized she was crying, oh ALLAH did I do that? I hate it when I made people cry.
"I'm trying Rayyana... I am. I was young and dumb, but now I realize my mistake. I shouldn't have treated Sabha like that I know and I'm sorry. I'm trying to be a good daughter, I know he's not my dad and I don't claim him as my dad but..."
She trailed off crying harder now.
I felt sort of bad for her, she was extremely young but she had caused Sabha to be insecure for the rest of her life. But it wasn't her fault that Mr. Ali and her mom had met and gotten married, I don't know what happened to her real dad but something tells me that she need's a dad. But to get a dad, she had to get through Sabha.
In the end she not no one, no dad, and no Sabha. I touched her shoulder making her look at me, then I pulled her in for a hug.
She silently cried into my shoulder and I sat there crouched holding her. She doesn't deserve this.
"Tell you what." She pulls away, sniffling and wiping her nose. "What?" I looked at Sabha who was glumly sitting down with Amir who was trying hard to put a smile on her face.
"I'll help you and Sabha become best friends again." Maha's eyes lit up "Really?" I smiled at her and nodded. Beside, Sabha can't just have me as a friend she's in Canada she needs at least two.
"No way." Sabha grunted leaning into her sofa. Amir and Sabha had chosen a small little house. It was 2 floors and looked small from the outside but when you come inside, oh boy! But I have to admit, the penthouse is still my favourite.
