𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧

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☾ T H R E E ⭒

Cyra couldn't help the relief that washed over her face as soon as she spotted her kids getting off the camel's with the help of their teacher.

She rushed towards the youngest first, enveloping her in a hug.

"Thank God you are back safe, jaan" Barakah giggled at her mother's words.

[Dear]

"Of course I would be back safe and sound ummi" she replied in her cute voice. Cyra offered her a kiss before thanking the teacher, who had just helped another student off the camel.

[Mum]

"Thank you for your care, madame"

"You're very welcome Mrs Muhammad. Barakah was a star today" the teacher said looking down at Barakah who now stood behind her mother, shy of the compliment being thrown over her. "she didn't hesitate to ask questions which I think is terrific. I always say to my students, if you ever have a question, don't be afraid to ask. Otherwise you'll just be left in the dark" Miss Khatun said with enthusiasm, a cheery smile on her face.

"I'm glad to hear that. Shukran" they both bid farewell to each other as Cyra walked towards her eldest. Shahzad skipped the remaining distance, enveloping his mother in kisses. He enjoyed his day dearly but couldn't wait to get back home and rest, not to mention, the sun in Meskin was always present and shined down upon them like a jewel illuminated by the sky.

[Thank you]

"Salaam ummi. Today me and Barakah went to Id-reem and saw all sorts of materials" Shahzad exclaimed elated to have been somewhere other than his hometown. He began naming all sorts of materials which he had inquired about during his visit, his fingers held down in remembrance of each one.

[Peace]

"There was cotton, there was polyester, there was silk..."

Cyra listened on half heartedly, giving an encouraging nod or a 'hmm' here and there. Barakah could sense something was off about her mother's attitude, but payed no mind to it, as just like her brother, she was also busy wondering about what she'd seen in Id-reem.  Although young, she had an interest in other worldly items such as these fabrics, which were imported to and from Meskin thanks to the Kings alliances with other nations.

Soon the small family reached home. 

The kids immediately went to their rooms and changed their clothes into something a lot more thin and comfortable. The weather was hotter than the morning, encouraging the kids to drink two whole glasses of water.

"Slowly kids. And say Bismillah" their mother chastised seeing her children drink water so carelessly as it cascaded down their chins and into their kameez.

[In the name of God]

[Shirt]

They stood back up, now much more refreshed than before. "I'm sure today was tiring. I want you two to both go and have a nap okay? And then we can do something fun!"

Both the kids leaped up in joy despite the adventure from the day, seemingly okay with having a nap. Not to mention their mother made sure they rose from their slumber in time for their trip, otherwise her kids would be upset they were not present to see the well known Id-reem.

Gosh, she couldn't believe her kids were growing up so fast, being able to identify what they did at school and then reporting back to their mother was the most rewarding feeling Cyra experienced.

Meanwhile, in King Sulayman' castle, Cyra's husband, Mirza, was having a meeting with the King and his highest ranking soldier.

"Good afternoon your majesty" Yusuf, the most trusted soldier greeted the King, his right hand automatically shielded across his chest, whilst simultaneously coming down to bow before his king. Mirza stood silently behind his highness as he watched on and observed silently.