I cry for help, do you hear me?

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

 

I and Ammu Hamza had finally come back from our journey to get some water and Alhamdulillah we had got a lot of water and I knew mother would be proud.  I knocked on the brown, broken door and as it creaked open I heard yelling from behind the door "Mama, Mumu is here" and I instantly knew it was Jasmine. I came through the door and then behind me Uncle came in and Jasmine came racing towards my direction and put her small hands over my waist. I knelt down and picked her up and gave her loads of kisses, "Aha, stop it Mumu" Jasmine said whilst giggling. I gave her one last kiss and let her go.

 

I tried to pick up the huge bottle by myself but couldn't do it, and that's when Uncle offered to help and me and Uncle put the huge yellow bottle on the kitchen counter "Well son, that was one hell of a journey" Ammu said whilst out of breath, "Yes, Ammu it has been a long day but a good one" I said whilst giggling and then mother interrupted in "Well thank you so much brother and my lovely son for bringing so much, so why don't you two go and sit down and I will bring some food over" mother said sweetly. I sat on the dirty mattress, next to Ammu and I look to my left and see my beautiful sister Jasmine on the floor, lying down colouring in her school text book. Then mother came over with a bowl that had bread in, 2 cups of water and some rice mother had cooked. I and Ammu munched in.

 

The sun blazing through our cracked windows and the birds tweeting.  The family sitting together in one room, gossiping about the past, our childhoods, and making fun of each other when we were little, to me it feels special and I absolutely enjoy it. I and Ammu were sitting down on the mattress whilst mother was in the kitchen and Jasmine was reading dad's poetry, and I and Ammu cracking jokes of when dad was young, mother and father falling in love.

"Muhammad, did you know what your father would do to get your mothers attention outside?" he asked me, whilst smacking me on the back lightly laughing out loud.

 

 "What did father do Uncle?" I replied whilst looking over at mother, as she was laughing.

 

"Well your father would throw his scarf at her every time, you know why?" he said humorously.

 

I replied amusingly "Why?"

 

Ammu couldn't even finish off his sentence, because he was laughing so much but then I got why he would do it so I started cracking up myself. 

 

"I get it Ammu... he would do it so mother would come up to him and give it back, he made it look like it was done by accident, that it flew away in it?" I said whilst putting my hands on my stomach, as it was hurting of too much laughter.

 

Ammu nodded his head whilst laughing "Yes, you got it, oh goodness me". Then mother came behind me and pulled both of our ears "Well I found it romantic" but then she busted out laughing, she knew she couldn't keep her laughter in.

 "Mother, I want to go outside and play?" Jasmine asked politely and smiled.

"Yes, habibi, go ahead" mother said happily.

As Jasmine ran along outside to play, the conversation between I, mother and Uncle continued all over again.

"Muhammad, you want to know more?" he said humorously. I looked at Uncle, and giggled holding his hand and putting my arm around mother "Carry on, Ammu" I said agreeably.