It's Not Finished Yet

Chapter 4

"But I didn't even know about it!" She was frustrated.

"Yeah, you don't know about anything. You just know how to talk back even though it's your fault." Her mother snapped at her.

She tried to control her tears and rushed to the terrace, her only private spot.

"It feels so suffocating. I wish I can run away from here." She broke down in tears. "Everything is my fault. Everything fucking thing. Everyone just come and take out their anger on me. And if I answered back? I'm being rude, spoiled, etc etc!"

Perks of being the smallest member of the family!

After crying her eyes out and ranting to herself, she came down and went straight to her room without interacting with anyone. Her phone vibrated indicating a new message.

'Yeah I'm fine, how are you?' Murat replied to her previous text.

With teary eyes she replied, 'I have a question.'

'What?' he raised his eyebrow while typing.

'Is there a way to stop tears? Because I can't stop them right now,' she typed down while sobbing in her corner.

'Hey hey! What happened?' he typed quickly with concern on his face.

'I just want to run away from this hell.'

'Hayat, listen to me. Don't take any such step. Tell me what happened.'

'Everyone just comes and takes out their anger on me, scolding me on things I wasn't even responsible for, and expecting me to listen quietly!
And if I answer back I'm being rude, spoiled, illiterate, and whatnot!
Am I not human?
Don't I get hurt?'
Hayat ranted her heart out sobbing quietly.

A few mins passed and there was no response. She lay down closing her eyes.

He got occupied with a client but she was all he could think about at that moment.

'I'm sorry, I'm really busy with some work right now. Don't think I'm leaving you alone in this situation,' he replied after a few mins.

'It's okay. I'm just childish anyways.'

'No, it's not like that. I get what you are feeling right now as I'm also the youngest member of my family.
It's just that sometimes we should leave them on their own. They are our elders what can we do?
One day they will realize it on their own. And then you will see, they will automatically come to you because they will know you are right in your place.
You're getting what I'm saying?'
He tried his best to console her, which worked.

'Yeah I'm getting it,' she wiped her tears, listening to his words quietly.

'Good. Now drink some water and don't even think of running away. It's a useless and not-a-very-good option.'

'Hmmm. I'm just fed up with this,' she sighed.

'I know. But the almighty is watching everything right?'

'Yep.'

'So just have faith in him. Take care of yourself. I will text you real quick okay?'

'Okay'

She put down the phone hugging her knees. "At least someone understands me," she mumbled to herself.

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Soon Ramzan came and they couldn't talk regularly like they used to, because of the change in schedule.

Ramzan is a holy month for Muslims.
Especially the nights.
You get double rewards for every single good deed you do. Plus, you need to keep a guard on yourself, try to stay away from every haram* thing, and indulge in ibadat* as much as possible.