"Salim can you come pick us to the general hospital?" Layla called Salim. She paused "we are at the lake mall, can you make it?". "Sure okay". She hung up. "He said we should wait for him that he is close by".
"Okay". I said coldly, we sat in a garden impatiently waiting for him. Minutes passed and he appeared at the drive in whilst we hastily made our way to him and hopped in the car.
"Who are you meeting at the hospital?" Salim asked.
"Ammi called us to meet her there". I responded.
"Is she okay? What is wrong with her?" He asked.
"We don't know, but pretty said she sounds fine, so we hope she is". Layla stated while I pressed my eyes close and murmured prayers.
We parked at the hospital and I dialed Ammi's number after we fled into the hospital. "We are here, where are you?" I asked.
"3rd floor, room 32". She said. We headed to the elevator and strolled to the 3rd passage of rooms from 30, we met with Ammi seated on a bench with a lady beside her.
"Ammi Subhanallah what happened?". I said hugging her.
"I was trying to drive out of the lot, when a woman had a convulsion beside my car and collapsed. I had no choice but to bring her here without informing you, I didn't mean to startle you two, ana asif habibtees.I'm sorry habibtees". She said.
"Ammi don't worry, how is the woman?" I asked.
"She is fine now, this is her sister". Ammi said referring to the woman beside her. The woman looked like in her early 30s.
"Sallam". Layla and I said in unison.
"Wa'alaikumus sallam(peace be upon you too), we are really grateful for your mom's help, may Allah reward her, if not for her I wouldn't know how to held my sister, thank you so much". The woman thanked.
"MashaAllah, the woman's family is already here, so we can go now". Ammi stood up.
"But my nephew said he will like to thank you, can you wait? He will just be out of the room". The woman said to Ammi.
Ammi shook her head "He don't need to thank me, all thanks to the almighty and may Allah grant her quick shifa(recovery)". Ammi prayed whilst she hugged Ammi and we waved at her. "Who brought you here, is it a cab?" Ammi asked.
"No Salim brought us, we left him parking, he must be downstairs". I said and we met him downstairs.
"Ammi are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes I'm fine habibi, I helped brought a patient". She answered.
"Ohh! MashaAllah, may Allah grant All the sick shifa". He prayed.
"Ameen". We chorused. We headed to the car, parked our bags from Salim's car and parted with him, telling us he will come pick us in the night.
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I jumped on my bed "I don't even know if I will be able to go out tonight, I'm sooo tired!". I whimpered.
"Shush missy! We are going, like it or not".
"Missy? Is that my new nickname?" I teased.
"Ohh yeah! If you like it". She grinned.
"No! I'm okay". We prayed our missed 'Asr', prayed 'Maghrib' and waited for the last one 'Isha'.
"I'm really starving, can't we eat before going". Layla said after entering the room to dress up.
"Layla patience, you won't resist to watch us eating pizza and your stomach is already full". I said.
She whined "Ohkay!".
"I really don't even know how you packed all the clothes at the mall, cause I can't even remember throwing it there".
"Don't worry, got you covered". She beamed. We dropped the bags of clothes we bought on the bed. "Pretty this will look nice on you". She said holding a brown embroidered gown.
"Uhhg! Let me check, there is one Abaya that I chose".
"The black one? Ohh no! you are not wearing black tonight". She said holding the bag away from me.
"Layla!". I groaned.
"Yeah pretty! Now go and wear this one". She said handing me the brown gown with same colored veil.
"Alright but I'm choosing for you too". I said standing.
"No! I'm not into your 'Batman' gang". She said and I glared at her. I dressed up, and sprayed my perfume, while layla did the same, we sat waiting for Salim because it was past 8pm. Minutes later Layla's phone rang and we bade Ammi and Abba bye and headed out to see Yusuf (Layla's younger brother) in the front seat.
"Surprise!" He said grinning with his dimple.
"Uhhg! This is Ladies night out not some small children's outing". Layla said rolling her eyes.
"Hey! Missy, I'm a man okay!" He said (she probably got the 'missy' from him) I thought.
"Look who is talking". She sneered and he pulled his tongue out at her and I laughed at that because they looked so much alike. We hopped in and Salim started driving.
"So, ladies where do you want us to go?" Salim asked.
"I really want to go on an adventure, maybe Paris, China, or Dubai". She said pressing her phone.
"You mustn't be serious". He shook his head and glanced at us through the rearview mirror "I will pick up my friend Khalil, he will join us". He said and place his phone on his ears.
"Okay". Layla said still pressing her phone.
He later hung up "Well, he said he won't make it, that his mother was admitted to the hospital". He said.
He drove to a fancy restaurant and we all entered, it was really cool as we headed to a table near the window and occupied it. The waiter came and we all ordered different food. We finished eating and we were all chatting when layla patted my shoulder and pointed at some couples in the other side of the restaurant which was separated from ours with glass.
"That looks like Sadiq". She whispered.
"I don't think so, Sadiq is still in Turkey". I said looking at them, but their back was at us.
"Lets go and see". She dragged me up.
"Where are you two going?" Salim asked.
"Uhmm! Restroom". She answered and dragged me to the couples, as we were going closer, my heart started flipping, we get to their front and my mouth was suddenly agape.
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