ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 1.

    AMYRAH.

I was still struck again in the kitchen washing these everlasting dishes. What a great way to start my story right? But yeah it is the reality of my life.

After an hour of cleaning the entire kitchen and washing the barakah (infinite) full of dishes, I finally walked to my bedroom.

Well, the room I share with my younger sister. I slowly opened the door cause the screeching voice disturbs the princess's sleep and in the early morning I would be blessed with my parents'scoldings.

I walked towards my bed and laid on it, looking up at the dark ceiling. How I wish to have my own room! Okay, be grateful Amyrah many of them won't even have the roof on their heads.

I wasn't able to sleep as tomorrow was my dream becoming true. I will step into my dream college, for which I've pulled numerous all nighters and worked so freaking hard.

I just hope I will be able to settle in that big University. It is one of the biggest Uni in our country and the best part of it is the sports, and numerous activities they perform every year.

Just imagining about it and getting excited for tomorrow, I didn't even realised when sleep took over my senses.

I groaned in annoyance as the beeping sound was disturbing my peaceful sleep. With great effort I opened my eyes, only to see Zayna's phone was ringing.

Though she is younger than me, she already has the phone and here I am without it. I took one of the pillows and threw it in her direction and immediately shut my eyes.

I was waiting for that irritating voice to stop but it didn't get stop. Why always me? Throwing away the comforter I finally stood up from my bed and marched towards her and shut that irritating voice.

I glanced at the watch and it was still around 4 am, Why does this insane girl keep the alarm every time and I've to shut that damn thing. Who sane would keep it at 4 am?

I went back to my bed but my sleep was long gone. I stirred around the bed but wasn't able to sleep. Ughh!!

I stood up and walked towards the window, the early morning is indeed a sight to witness. Of course all I could look at are the houses and buildings but the peaceful silence and cold breeze hitting my face felt so serene.

I looked up at the sky and saw a full moon with almost no stars, how I love to gaze at the sky. I shuddered cause of the cold but it strangely felt warm.

I was bored and didn't know what to do, so I thought of drawing something, but it needs light and I couldn't on that. I walked towards the washroom and did the ablution.

Why not offer Tahajjud prayer? After spreading the prayer rug I started offering the nafl prayer.

I am not a pious person, but trying to become. I don't have that strong belief nor do I follow every sunnah.

'Ya Allah please shower your blessings upon my parents and grant them a long beautiful life. Ya rab thank you for fulfilling my dream by granting me my dream college. Please make me visible in front of my parents. Please Allah I want to feel how it is to be loved, cared for. I want them to be happy with my achievements, I want them to smile while looking at me please Allah make me visible.'

I didn't know when tears started rolling down from my eyes to my palms, so I wiped it and laid on the prayer rug curling myself a little.

Is it a crime to be a middle child?
Don't we deserve the love?