14 March 2022
DO EVERYTHING WITH A GOOD HEART AND EXPECT NOTHING IN RETURN, AND YOU'LL NEVER BE DISAPPOINTED.
Khadijah...Khadijah please help me, forgive me, I know I've treated you bad but please forgive me. Please talk to your mother, she's not listening to me, she turned her back to me. Please help me, I'm burning.... I'm burning. Help...me..my..daughter.
Just then,i woke up from the nightmare.
"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi raji'un."
"Khadee what's wrong? What happen." Maryam asked while tapping me.
"It's abba, abba is burning. My father is burning. Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi raji'un." I'm already crying.
"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi raji'un. Khadee it's a dream. It's not true, please." Maryam said.
"I saw him holding my dress, he was crying and asking me for forgiveness. My father is burning." I said.
"He's not Insha Allah, he just need your prayers." Maryam said.
"Please calm down, I think you forgot to recite your daily supplications right? And also before you go to bed. Now sit up and do them." Maryam said.
"I... I forgot." I said.
"Now get up, Perform ablution and pray, pray for him." Maryam said trying to help me stand up.
She helped me to the toilet and waited for me, I took my long hijab and sprayed the praying mat.
I prolonged my sujood, I prayed for my father, I prayed for him and I prayed for my mother also. I prayed for myself and my siblings. I missed him so much.
"Now you can go back to sleep Insha Allah nothing will happen again. Put your mind at rest. Okay?" Maryam said.
I nodded my head as a sign of Okay. I dust off the bed again, recite du'a and in no time I zoomed off.
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"Umma, I dreamt about abba today," I told my mom.
"Khadijah, I dream about him every single day." She answered.
"Umma I'm scared. I think he's in danger," I said.
"Whatever he is in, I pray he finds his way out. And please don't talk about him to me again." Umma commanded.
"Why umma? He's your husband." I said.
"He's not more my HUSBAND! Remember. Khadijah, your father divorced me. Abubakar divorce me." She blurted out angryly.
"Sorry umma, I didn't mean to make you angry. Please forgive me." I said feeling a sharp pain in my heart.
"It's okay, I didn't mean to shout at you. Sorry." Umma said.
"No no please umma, I'm the one to say sorry. I'm so soryy umma, Insha Allah you'll find someone better than him." I said.
"Hmm... Ameen." She said.
"So how's your studies? I hope it's moving well." Umma asked.
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KHADIJAH✔️
General FictionKHADIJAH ✔️ Khadijah is a beautiful young lady, brilliant and obedient. Patience is her motto. Her father is a man of greed, he knows no one but himself. Food and clothing were never a thing he provided to his family. He married many wives and had c...
