AUTISM WAS NOT MY CHOICE (Editing)

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Episode 6;Time travel

It's been 12 long years after the Ibrahim's found out hidaya is an autistic patient. Her sister and mother stood by her throughout but there was no affection from her father.

Hidaya is very quiet, she only speaks when she is forced too. She is very beautiful and smart but doesn't associate with anyone, she prefers to be left alone. She has been on treatment ever since her parents found out she was autistic. So the disease is not progressing and Alhamdulilah she is really trying in her studies just that she is a very slow learner and with the help of her mother and sister she is coping though her father and some of his relatives still believes she is mad they don't even associate with her so that she doesn't turn their children mad, they just fail to understand the difference between mentally unstable and autistic

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"Neehal neehal!!" I called out to my daughter who is with her sister upstairs

"Na'am mommy I am coming" she answered before storming out of their room to go meet her mom

"What are you doing inside the room?i have been calling out for you since"she asked

"We are just playing games on our tablet i and hidaya"she said

"Okay, you people should get ready and come downstairs we are visiting your aunty,hauwa" I informed her

"Ok are we going with hidaya, you know how aunty hauwa is,And inna Mairo is with her you know how the two are just go alone I will stay with her at home" she said looking sad

"Shut up don't say bad things about your elders and we are all going together, no one will say anything bad about my daughters and don't worry I can handle it ,Or you don't trust your mommy again" I asked her

"Ok mommy, we will get dressed and come right away just give some minutes" she said a little bit happy now, she hates it when they taunt her sister

"Ok dear, you people should wear native please and help hidaya do her scarf like the one you did for her last week when we were going out" I said smiling

"Ok mommy, I will be right back in a jiffy" she said and off she ran to the room

"Hidaya keep your tablet let us go and get dressed we are going out" she said tapping her

She just ignored me and continued playing

"Hidaya am I not talking to you, keep it and stand up now" I said starting to get mad at her, that's the only language she understands

"She got startled and stood up, what did you say I should do adda"she said sounding scared

"Take this dress and wear it we going out then should come let me do your scarf for you"

She just gave her a nod and moved to the bathroom to wear her cloth, the two got dressed in no time and went to there mommy's room to inform her that they are ready

"You girls look so beautiful, Masha Allah. Allah ya raya min ku"she prayed patting their head

Neehal muttered an Ameen and brought her tablet up for pictures

Soon enough the driver took them to their aunty's house, the house was a bit full because this is her first child and it took her few years before she gave birth to this bouncing baby boy. The door was wide open already and we moved in, we sat in the parlor before the househelp told us to go in

We moved into the bedroom and we met some of Ibrahim's relatives. We exchanged pleasantries and I sat with my two daughters behind me. I gave hauwa the small gift I got for her.

We were seated gisting with aunty ladi, the oldest cousin of Ibrahim, I just overheard inna mairo (hauwa's mother) and a friend of hers speaking about hidaya

"Hajiya mairo wanga er Che mahaukaciya( hajiya mairo is that the mad girl?)"she said in her sokoto tongue

"Yes oo. She is the one, I don't know why she is looking ok today, probably her mother threatened her or so" she said smiling

"Maybe" she said mockingly And gave her a disgusting look before she looked away

"What happened your expression has changed?"Aunty ladi asked

"Nothing" I replied as I wiped the tears that was threatening to fall

"Come let us go to the parlor, Neehal and hidaya let's go"she said dragging my hand

"We moved to the parlor and I could not handle my tears, I cried freely as she hugged me"

"Hajjorh I know how it feels, it is not easy to be hearing offensive words about your daughter but insha Allah, Allah ze saka muku. This is life you don't know what God has installed for you. We plan, Allah plans and he is the best of planners and sooner or later your daughter will be fine insha Allah, you are a good person and you have been trying your best to help your daughter recover Kuma insha Allah your hard work won't go for waste" she said I and kept quiet again before she continued

"As you know, there is no sickness that Allah sent down to this world that does not have a cure, you will surely find a cure for her,never should you loose fate, talk more of you are trying both Islamic drugs and hospital drugs. Your daughter has recovered insha Allah. Hajjorh you are a strong woman and I know you can endure all this, it is a matter of time, you are finding it hard because ibro is not supporting you, but I am here insha Allah. Anytime you need help i am just a call away" she said all these soothing words parting my shoulders as I was still crying

"Aunty ladi it is not easy Walahi, nobody wants to associate with my kids, it is also affecting Neehal. I am just been strong for my kids but deep down it pains me alot' I said as I cried more

Few minutes later, we have finished our crying section and I decided to leave before any drama happens again, I bid every one good bye and my driver took us back home, we had dinner and I put my kids to sleep, I prayed some nawfils before I joined them. Today was not easy but thanks to Allah, it was ok Alhamdulilah

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