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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ𝒰𝓉𝒽𝓂𝒶𝓃  ࿐ྂ

            A WEEK HAS PASSED and I'm still at Madinah. I will be staying here for a while until all the essential and major parts of the museum project are complete. 

" Very good. I will oversee this report again next Monday. If there's any new adjustment or addition please inform me later on. You may go now," I say while looking at my PA's report and dismissed him. He nods and leaves my room.

I threw my head back against a chair, resting my head. I take a deep breath a few times. It's been a long week, many schedules are catching up to me, slowly eating my time. I didn't have much free time to roam around the city lately. My days are mostly occupied at the office, sometimes I would visit the site too. Not to forget, long hours and hours of prep talk in meetings.

Coffee at the table, I grabbed and with bismillah, I drink it. I slowly arise from my chair and make my way toward the big windows across my room. The view of Madinah falls before my eyes, I could catch the sight of the Prophet's Mosque from here. Looking down the road, the atmosphere on the streets is the same as always. Lively, crowds of people carry out their daily routines.

I find it weird that my eyes are exploring the street. Anticipating to look for something, for someone. There is no other person in my mind, it's always the same figure, the same face, and the same voice. I still remember her, all too well. She's been lingering in my mind lately, she was there and always there, at the corner of my mind. 

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It was after Fajr that I choose to roam the city today. Mainly because the air is fresher and balmier than in the afternoon or at night. The people were not as crowded as before, which is good because I like the serenity that this blessed hour gives me. It's time to unclog my mind from the tiresome troubles that keep me up.

I slowly make my way to the street. I'm walking, aimlessly not knowing where to go. Weird isn't it? I know this place my whole life but there's nowhere to go for now, so I'll let my body make one step ahead for me. 

An idea came to my mind. Ah, perhaps I should take a detour around the construction site. 

White banners shield its view from the crowd's eye. There have been some building frames created and iron poles were patched up. The site is still progressing quite well. I know it will take time to finish it but trust the process, and insyaAllah the result would be splendid. 

Slowly, I drifted away from that place. I found myself in somewhat a familiar place, with green trees everywhere I look, and benches scattered everywhere. A park. More precisely, it's the park where I sat down and I... 

I met her. Lost and panic. 

My eyes are staring exactly at the spot where we met and talked. I tug my hands in my white thobe. My lips curled up into a smile, and memories of her rewinding themselves in my mind. It was not foggy, but instead clear as crystal, just like the recording of that day. 

" Oh no no no... What am I supposed to do? Emir, I hope that you can find me. Huhu Ya Allah please help me, help this servant of yours..."  

Her expression was so worried that I accidentally let out a small laugh. Of course, she didn't saw it that day. 

" Is it alright? I don't want to trouble you, during my stay here you've helped me a lot," 

This made me smile, my lips curled together in a grin. Back to the street again. Oddly enough, I found an interesting destination to go next.