Bound By Heart #1intheheartseries

ThIrTeEn

Tisha's POV

"Yip yipp yipppp!", Aqsa pumped out her arms as we exited the hospital's entrance.

I was in my 7th month of pregnancy so you can imagine how uneasy it was to drag myself trying to keep up with her pace.

"Slow down will you???"

She whirled around,"No! Seriously Tish. Two months! How'd we survive that long in a hospital???!"

"Hey I was the patient. All you had to do was make my life a living hell."

She snorted,"Yeah right. Making you take your drugs was wickedness. If you aren't even concerned about your health, I'm not bothered. But you see that baby in there? Nothing is happening to her. Nothing except happiness and good health. So get your behind into the car and let's movvveeeee!"

I rolled my eyes as she helped me get into her car.

She got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the hospital's parking lot.
Halfway into our journey, she made me connect her phone's Bluetooth with the car's and sang along to whatever weird Harris J. playlist she asked me to find.

She really seemed relieved to leave the four white walls of the hospital.
She had dark circles under her eyes.
Poor Aq.
She was an angel in disguise.

I'd be six feet beneath the Earth if she hadn't been in my life.

I knew depression would set in, but I didn't know it would be soon.
I had attempted committing suicide one night after the surgery was operated on my eyes.

My life's situ came crashing down on me and she wasn't there to calm me down.
I got hyper and the only thing my mind screamed was to ease myself of the pain etched deep in my heart.

I pulled out the drip on my hand, picked up my combo of drugs, headed to the bathroom and locked the door.

I swallowed every single piece of capsule and waited for a while before a blinding pain and nausea hit me hard. I screamed as I fell to the floor.

The last thing I saw were the cold tiled walls of the bathroom before I slipped into another coma.

According to Aqsa, my scream was heard by the patient next room so I was rescued not long after I fell unconscious.

Her bloodshot red eyes and swollen face told me just how much she was scared for my life when I opened my eyes two weeks after.

I woke up to her voice reciting the Qur'an and was moved to tears when all I could see were tears gushing from her eyes from fear and love of the words of the Holy Book.

She hadn't realized I was awake yet, so I allowed her to finish because I felt a soothing sensation from the recitation.

Fortunately, I understood Arabic too so the words seemed to connect with me directly.

"...لَا يُكَلِّفُ اللَّهُ نَفْسًا إِلَّا وُسْعَهَا..."
“...Allah does not burden a soul beyond that which it can bear...” (2:286), she trailed off.

My body shook at those words.
I felt ashamed when the realization of what I had tried to do hit me.
I didn't consider the life growing in me.

I had forgotten that no misfortune ever befalls anyone except by permission of Allah. And whoever has faith in Allah - He will guide his heart. For He alone knew why everything was so messed up in my life.

And for that, I asked for forgiveness from my Lord.
I resolved to be a better friend.
And mother.

As soon as she realized I was awake, she screamed out of joy and bowed on the floor in Sujood, muttering series of "Alhamdulillah".