ESHMA

Chapter 23

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The sun has popped out welcoming the birds, reflecting it rays, I tap the send button after contemplating on sending the massage, I read it for the hundredth times before putting the phone in DND, I keep it in the side drawer, before walking out to my room balcony

Feeling the fresh breeze of morning that really helps in calming me down, I sit in the chair facing the direction of the gardening, were the birds and butterflies flies freely, swing from one plant to another, I remove my scarf and let my hair dance with the rhythm of the wind, I send invitation message to his sister which makes me to remember some memories

FLASHBACK

"Mind you I'm also going to graduate" I stated with a pout
"Yeah but you still have a year and half" he replied in a teasing way
"I'm not going to invite you to my party" I said
"I'm the one hosting the party, so I need no invitation to attend" he said
"No you will not come" I muttered
"Okay..okay I'm not come"he urge shrugging his shoulder
"Yeah since you making fun of me, you're not allowed to come"I added folding my arms around my chest, he burst into laughter
"I'm I a clown or something else" I ask masking a poker face
"No babe you're not" he replied trying as much as possible to stop laughing

END OF FLASHBACK

I burst into tears after remembering our conversation few weeks before destiny called out

"Ya Rabbi..."I started but get choke with my tears, I carried my heart out, how I wish he was here, who I wish he's gonna attend my party, I missed him, I missed every single thing about him, why why why I cried out venting on my precious bed, I don't know how I end up in my room and I care less, why did you live me alone, why did you have to go without saying a proper good bye, why don't you tell me you're not going to come back, why..just why, I spout, breaking out into more pools of tears, if tears will make a river my room will have turn to one, if tears can finish my eyes will be dry with no drop of tears, I cried for what seems like forever

I clean up the tears with my hand, I help my self to the toilet, perform ablution and pray a Nafil, and pray for him, pray for my late grandparents and any Muslim ummah that pass away.

I get my phone to check if she reply and yeah she did, reading the content before replying the message

"Okay Eshma I will try and come over In shaa Allah, I know if Yaya was alive he would be the happiest person, but Allah loves him more that why he take him"

"Sure, he has been looking forward for a day like this... but he is no more💔😭, I pray he is in better place, he have a great plan for it...not knowing he's not going to witness the day"

I fling the phone away, I don't even care if it breaks, I cried out loud, why don't you wait a little longer before going, Astagfirullah, I utter after realizing that I'm questioning my lord, but I can't help it, I just can't , I just wish I'm dreaming and I will wake up seeing his smiling face, I know this can never be a dream it the reality dream never last for this long or a prank, he will walk up and be like
"Hey babe this is just a prank and I'm really sorry, but..
This is just the reality, I curl my self into a ball and continue crying, I don't know how long I cried. 

"She's still in her room, I don't even think she had breakfast" I heard faint voices out side my room, and within few minutes my door swung open, I already know who is it because of the scent, the side of my bed dip, it's Adda Aleeyna

"Ya kasul ushi, inta as-sa'a itnatay ashar wa-inta lesa nayim, kull shay tamam(Hey sleepyhead wake up it past twelve and you're still sleep, are you okay)" she blurted in one breath, pulling up the duvet