“Masha Allah” Mrs. Ibrahim said as she lifts her cup.
“I am thankful to Allah that has brought Adeela to me. During the time I was absent, she managed my company so well. She boost the company’s status” Mrs. Nuhr smiles at Adeela.
It has been a short period of time since she knew Adeela yet she trusts Adeela with her company. After all, she has proved to be competent and efficient.
“I take it that she is no longer just an employee to you” Abike Ibrahim teased.
She knows that Habibah sees Adeela as a daughter. She used to tell her how much she likes Adeela. She prefers Adeela to stay in her house with her.
“Of course, she is a daughter to me. I am thinking of teaching Adeela the ways of the company. She seems to know a few since she is always with me. Currently, I learnt that she signed a contract with an international brand. Can you imagine that she thought I will be pissed at her! I was surprised! With more international recognitions, Bel Shoes is prospering! I am excited!” Habibah praises Adeela.
She plans on teaching her a lot about the company so that in situation where she is unavailable, Adeela can manage and do well.
“I am pleased to hear that! When you are done teaching her your work, you should have a vacation” Mrs. Ibrahim suggested.
She is worried about her friend. After the death of her husband, Habibah has been working tirelessly. She made sure to never give up in her husband’s company. Her husband cherished the company. The company was at its initial stage when he died. Habibah knew her husband was so happy to start the company. His aim was to start a company in his country. Habibah picked up the company and turned it to the empire it is today. She was sure that her husband won’t be happy if she had abandon the company.
“I don’t need a vacation” Habibah dismisses the idea.
“You need to clear your head! You need to properly mourn for your husband. After his death, you didn’t let yourself mourn. You didn’t let yourself cry. All you have been doing is wallowing in self-pity, distancing yourself from everybody even your children and taking care of that company. Habibah, you need to let go, let go of your husband. Don’t continue to live your life like this. You have become a brusque. You have become nonchalant.
I remember how empty you look. You walk like there is no life in you, then suddenly you became passionate about Bel Shoes. You only started talking to me because I showed interest in Bel Shoes. You worked day and night for that company, demanding perfection.
Did you know how I am seeing you happy? When you last came to visit me, I was so happy that you started behaving yourself. I love you so much Habeebah and I want you to be happy again. Go for a vacation.” Abike looks at her friend. Habibah shed tears, being emotional at her friend’s words.
She knows that she had avoid everyone. It wasn’t intentional, all she wanted to do was to be alone. Sometimes she misses everyone but most of the time she likes being alone. It helps her to think and plan how Bel Shoes would prosper. However she know she is not totally alone, she has Allah with her. She prays to him about everything. She is devoted to him.
She cautioned herself not to mourn about her husband.
‘She does not have the time to do that. She has to focus on Bel Shoes, her husband’s dream.’ Habibah says to persuade herself. She believes that fulfilling her husband dream is the next thing.
Habibah healed and made peace with her husband’s death in the wrong way. She did it in a toxic way; by avoiding the death of her husband.
“If that is what you want, then I will go for a vacation” Habibah decides. She hates seeing her friend sad or crying. Habibah sees Abike as her sister, her best friend, her better half other than her husband.
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