Chapter 8: Throwback 🏋🏻‍♀️

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Noah's pov

" I love this mint ice cream!" Her beautiful, cute mouth carved into a smile as she took another spoon of the ultimate tastiest mint chocolate ice cream in the world.

" Ewww, how can you like it? It's obviously taste like a toothpaste." I teased getting a quite death angle glare from her emerald lucid eyes.

" Lately, I always feel like time is flying so fast. Do you know why?" She asked me. I shooked my head and waited for her answer.

" It's because I'm getting old and death is calling me." She said while tracing her hand on the window.

Yeah, Aisya was diagnosed having a breast cancer stage 4. Fun fact is she inherit the cancer from her grandmother.

" Don't say like that. We'll find the cure." I said, trying to give some of my non existed strength to her.

I can't cry! I'm a man!

" Hahaha, just kidding. Oh yeah, can you help me give this letter for Ariel?" Aisya asked.

" Yeah, sure. Who's Ariel?" She stared at me with her beautiful cute, foxy eyes.

" My girl best friend! You never meet her cause you always busy with your work, coconut head..." She rubbed her hand together. Maybe she's too cold.

" Really? Good, I don't want to know any more girls than you. Enough you with me." I said.

" Eeee, you're cringe...." She laughed.

" Be safe." She said when I strode out from the hospital room. I nodded at her and proceed my journey.

Three months had been passed and finally, my precious fiancé out from the hospital. I'm so happy but due to my work, I can't meet her in the next five months.

" Take care, hun." That's the last word I said before I flew to Palestine.

Of course helping from that 🇮🇱🚽

How bout you?

Are you helping them now?

Do you know what happens to Sheikh Jarrah?

To all the children there?

To all the women there?

To Masjidil Aqsa?

To Christian who lives there?

Do you know that US keeps their stupid news about 🇮🇱🚽under attack even it's actually not?

Palestine is the Palestinians land. Allah forbids the Jews to enter Palestine after they against what Allah told them to do.

Even in Quran, you can check in Surah Al Imran, Surah Al Isra' and Surah Al-baqarah

They think they're prowess person, and their logic are dunya logical.

As a Muslim, we should use akhirah logical which means every single things is possible if you trust Allah even it's actually impossible.

Remember if Allah not give you right now, He'll give you one day at the moment you really need it. You don't know what happen in future and you can't predict it. Or Allah will give you in Jannah, insyaallah.

So fellas, trust Allah. No one can help you except Allah SWT

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" What the heck you're doing? Reverie over something? Earth now!" Uttered Dahlia, pinching Ameera's cheek, she pouted when Ameera only placed a short smile.

" Baking?" Ameera awkwardly smiled.

" Huh, baking? Does it really looks like baking?" She pointed the bowl. There was nothing inside. Just an aluminum bowl with a face reflected.

" I'm about to bake, duhh. But now I'm not." Ameera said. She put back the bowl inside the cabinet and strode to the backyard where her friends are waiting.

Danish and Danial were playing Roblox. You know... Release some unwelcome tension and stress.
Gabriel and Amelia were having some urgent meeting with the anesthesias department so they might not come to her house.

" Hey, holidays is around the corner. Do you guys want to visit my country?" Danial said in joy.

" What is holiday?" - Ameera

" Do we ever have a holiday?" - Dahlia

" Is that a magic word?" - Danish

The triplets looked dumbfounded in front of Danial made him scratched his head lightly.

" OWHH, COME ON EVERYONE. DON'T BE LIKE THIS PLEASE! I MISS MALAYSIA YOU KNOW!" Danial shrieks. He wiped his dramatic tears but none of them react so he just scooped his face annoyedly.

" Listen sweetie, there is no such a holiday for a doctor. One minute late might be reason you save or kill a patient." Ameera lectured.

" Yes ma'am..." Danial huffed. He took his rolling massage and rolled his neck.

" What about we go hiking?" Dahlia planned.

" I hate bugs." Danish said.

" I'm scared with bears." Danial uttered.

" We don't get any chance to go, Dell... The president signed us to be in VVIP charge next week." Said Ameera while showed the triplets braincells her iPad. There was an email from Mr David to Ameera and her gangs that they will be in charge for next week. Means, there will be no holidays or even rest days for them.

" Owh great! Am I really sign up for trouble?" Dahlia screwed. She definitely needs to think about her babies now. Her ex husband will come for a tournament next week and she doesn't want the twins to meet them at all cost. She's being hiding from her ex for six months now.

" Bella or Arsel can take care of them, Dell. Don't worry. If you want, I can ask Sophia about it and Safiyyah will have some friends to play." Ameera said.

" Nahh, isokeyy Ari. Isabella already texted me that she wants to play with the twins after the news about my ex." Dahlia showed the chat between her and Isabella. Seems like the childhood friend is really excited to see the naughty zealous twins again.

" Alright. Let's go back to work now." Said Danish and everyone started to clean up their things.

Ringg ringg

Ariel pick up her phone without glancing at the number's owner.

" Hello? What? Alright, I come now." Ariel scooped her face, defend the tears from not coming out.

" What happen girl?" Dahlia asked.

" Let's go to hospital now. Kajja!"

Okay here me out💋 I really like cliffhanger so yeah 😼👍

Let's just wait until author chan has more scenarios 💀 don't forget to hype up the comments section and vote so I will feel motivated to continue this story 💃🩰

Stay safe and healthy everyone 🤩

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 22, 2023 ⏰

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