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Rahma shook her head, sighing deeply as she looked away, covering her face with both hands. "You can't do this to her Ameerah" She muttered, looking up after a while, "Think of how she feels. They have been apart for ten years now. Do you think it's easy for her to just testify against her son?"
Ameerah gulped, looking away.
"Did you two even tell her about it?" Rahma glanced at Mubarak, seeing as Ameerah doesn't plan on saying anything more.
Mubarak glanced at Ameerah with a frown etched on his face as he shook his head. "Not yet. But she's arriving later today. Ameerah asked her to come. We'd explain the situation to her tomorrow"
Rahma rubbed her hand over her face, "Did you guys really think this through? I mean..." She stuttered, looking for the right words to use, her eyes darting around the room. Her shoulder slumped eventually, and with eyes that cloud she stared at Ameerah, "What if Tahir is really innocent?"
"His mother was there Rahma!" Ameerah pointed out. She doesn't get why Rahma keeps thinking otherwise. Did Tahir brainwash her from the lunch or what?
"She could be mistaken..."
"Why are you defending him?!" Ameerah finally yelled, glaring at Rahma who simply watched her calmly, then sighed.
"I'm not defending him Ameerah, I'm just pointing out possibilities here. There's a chance that his mother is mistaken, that he really is innocent and that you're blaming the wrong person. But your anger blinds you from seeing the truth. Why are you so adamant on blaming Tahir? It could be anyone. Why don't you think of how he feels? Or how his mother feels at least?" Rahma's voice rose slightly out of frustration. She didn't mean to do it; she was simply too confused while looking at the issue from another angle that she was paranoid by how stubborn Ameerah is being.
Instead of the yelling she expected to get from Ameerah, the girl simply watched her with eyes filled with tears. "Why are you so adamant on blaming Maria? The killer could be anyone" She simply asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rahma was taken aback. That was not the response she expected to get from Ameerah. "Because I know her" She replied, through gritted teeth.
Ameerah smiled bitterly. "Know her?" She chuckled lightly. "Just like you know her; I know Tahir too" Her voice broke. She looked up, blinking back the tears that formed in her eyes but it kept streaming down.
"Ameerah..." Mubarak started, but she shook her head to stop him.
She glanced at Rahma. "I know you don't understand what I'm going through. No one does. You're probably wondering why I can't let go of the issue, right?" She raised a brow. "Did you ever think about how I feel?"
Truth be told, no. If Rahma was being sincere with herself then she'd admit that she didn't think about how Ameerah is feeling right from the beginning. She considered Tahir the victim, because she believes that he had been wrongfully accused. And because of that, she was reminded of how she felt when she was wrongfully accused.
