OUR JOURNEY TO FREEDOM

Chapter 24: my purest serendipity

Sometimes what we see isn't actually the reality on ground. Just because someone is accused of felony doesn't really mean that they committed crimes. There are so much sugarcoated stories out there but always remember to investigate and find evidence, otherwise you'll accuse people wrongly and lose relationships that would have made your life worthwhile. "O you who have believed, if there comes to you a disobedient one with information, investigate, lest you harm a people out of ignorance and become, over what you have done regretful" (Quran 49 : 6 ).

In high spirits, Uthman could not wait to see his Rayan, he fidgeted in his seat nervously. With every tick of the clock he peered out the window, in hopes of spotting his not so little niece. He wished he could just go out there and embrace her before she'd even notice him. He smiled sheepishly at himself, why so much eagerness Uthman, he took a deep breath as if patting himself on the back to calm his nerves

Patience, Uthman, patience. It's not as if anyone is going to stop you from meeting her, she'll be here before you know it so just relax. She might have been away for sometime but trust me, she can't forget you, not her amazing uncle.

I hope so Hayat, I hope so...

Ray sprinted over the edge of the fence when Nafisa informed her about her mom's visit. Without listening to the complete details , like a possessed athlete she run towards the lounge room shouting a fat Thank you.

This girl won't listen will she...
The others made their way back to the shelter...

Seeing Uthman, startled her, she didn't expect him here. Why did it take him so long to read true his sister's lies. With folded hands and an unfriendly face, she matched to her mom's side of the sofa and made herself comfortable.

For someone who had a great relationship with Uthman, this attitude was definitely expected...Hayat nudged her and asked why she wouldn't even greet them.

She muttered a low Salaam and avoided looking across her.

Hayat excused herself  saying she needed to use the restroom.

Uthman walked over to her filled with guilt. How is my firecracker doing. How is life treating you habibty, your absence has filled my heart with so much sorrow... I don't even know how to start this but your uncle will fight for you, I promise okay...

Why did it take you so long to find me? Do you know how much I have cried and how I don't want to have anything to do with writing because you have been absent and that has left me feeling like a sewer rat, running for her life like she had no one to talk to. I am afraid of the canvas, I don't know how it feels to grace it with paint or how to write a heartfelt poem. Everything goes back to the memories we had... I just couldn't bring myself to tell my friends why I wouldn't go to the writing club. It's because I don't know how to anymore and the person who made it a beautiful hub isn't even close enough to notice me...

I am sorry Ray, I know you're upset but please forgive me. Asmy told me you fell off the tree and lost your memory, I was very angry she couldn't even take proper care of you , I was fed with so much lies and I promise to make it up to you. She is going to pay okay!

She will pay! That I know , even Allah will not let her get away with her crimes , that kamal you always complained about, he molested me, it got so bad that I had to escape, I didn't allow him touch me in that way, i just couldn't help it! She blackmailed me into keeping mute, I would have told you ..you know

Uthman's eyes suddenly darkened with fury, with a fist full of muscular energy, he just couldn't believe his ears... He lost his speech, how could she? He wondered