Thought it was Khayr✅

Chapter 58: Departure (FIN)

A/n: I'm saaaaaad😭😭😭😭
Guys, this is the last chapter 😭😭😭 I've thought about ways i could prolong this story... I know i was eager to finish it at some point, but now that the end is here i don't want to🥺 I'm going to miss these characters so much! I intended to post the final parts of this story on the 26th of this month because that's the day this book will be clocking one year since i started posting it, but I'm going to be super busy around that time and i want to fulfill the promise i made to myself of completing this story this June.... So, finally, here is it🤧🥺

Song of the Chapter: Heroine by IVE

Khayr's POV

Sabira came out of the dining room direction, holding a pastel themed cake with a beautiful flowery decoration on top and two number candles. A one and an eighth. Today's my birthday and I don't even know it. See what I was saying about my brain and dates right? I mean, who ever forgets thier birthday date?!

My dad was standing in the parlor, holding Adeel in his arms. Abideen was standing beside him with Yaya Abdallah and they all watched me get buried with confetti's entertainingly. Hanee who was in her father's arms was busy clapping excitedly. I've never seen her so excited before. She's always been a quiet child.

"Happy Birthday!!!" Everyone chorused, clapping. Huda, Sakina, Sabira, Hafeez, Mama. I was too shocked that I didn't even know how to react. What a wonderful surprise this is? I've never been so pleasantly surprised in my life. I'm so happy.

I'm so happy.

Now everything makes sense. The way Sabira and Sakina cleverly negotiated with me to go to the anniversary event and everything which followed after. They were planning a birthday for me. My own birthday which I personally forgot. I've always been like this; forgetting my birthday. I only celebrated a couple of times when I was young. My mom somehow noticed my disinterest and stopped putting efforts in organizing birthdays for me. God knows that I miss her so much.

Even while I was in a relationship with Hameed, I only remember when he surprises me with a gift. I mean, usually i would know that this is my birthday month, but I'll never pay attention to the dates, talkless of been keen on that particular day.

I don't know if anyone prepared a gift for me for now, but this golden moment alone is so far the loveliest gift I've ever gotten. I'm really really moved. I've turned eighteen today, Alhamdulillah.

Huda helped me put the funny cone cap which everyone else was wearing. The caps were all customized with the writing "you are loved". I felt so precious that I was moved to unshed tears. I cannot cry on this jovial night. I can't do anything which will clean the current smiles on thier face.

"Blow the candles and make a wish, c'mon" Sabira ushered me, a wide smile blossoming on her face

I grinned and closed my eyes for a few seconds before blowing out the candles.
I only ask Allah to bless me with more happier moments like this in my life. With Allah's guidance, I will live better, love, laugh and be happy. For me, for my Lord and for my family.

"Yay!!" Another applaud broke out again. Sabira handed the cake to Huda and enveloped me into a warm hug.

"I love you so much, okay? Don't let anything or anyone ever make you feel worthless in life." She tells me sweetly, and I nod in response. She releases me and leaves. Mama hugs me next. She felt so warm, reminding me of how having a mother feels like. How I wish I was able to hug my mother like this. I can only fantasize.

"Allah yayi miki albarka, ya kareki daga munanan mutane, yabaki rayuwa mai kyau, yayo ki yar aljanna kinji Ummuna(may Allah bless your life...may Allah protect you from wicked people, May Allah grant you a wonderful life, and may Allah make you a daughter of paradise you hear that my lovely child)?" Mama patted my back as I hugged her back. She follows behind Sabira, asking us to come to the dining room and eat.