As Ouahib arrives in town , carrying the weight of a family that has weathered hardships, including parental separation, and the lingering echoes of a once vibrant home, he embarks on a new beginning, yearning for a different chapter.
In contrast...
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"Hayee Allah!" Ammi screams running into me, who was getting ready for another proposal. (Oh my god!)
She told me that some very special family is coming to see me and being honest, I'm sick of it. On top of that this guy is the one, she had told me, she had liked for me, when Ishaq came to ask for my hand. Or better said his mother, because he wasn't interested.
I've been waiting for him, for whole eight months. No trance of him, not a single living proof of him, and yet I'm still waiting.
Why? I don't know myself. I pray for his safety and wellbeing after every prayer. Sometimes, it gets too much and I start crying. I've prayed countless times, for a sign from Allah, if I should wait or not, but nonetheless I'm still waiting.
With him, my peace is gone. I can't help it but, worry about him. After all, he decided to disappear on a random day after all the finals and here I'm still thinking about him. Hoping he would eventually show up some day, come and finally ask for my hand in marriage.
What is this? A fairytale, that you're waiting for your Prince charming to come and take you with him, far away from all the university stress and all?
Sighing, I grabbed my hijab and wrapped it, lazily. "Girl, are you planning to scare them off?" She asked looking at my face, which screamed "I'm in no mood for this.".
"Ammi, please just tell them, that I'm sick or something, I'm really not feeling well!" I plead with her but she gave me a look, which made me shut it and wear my slippers.
"Guys, they're here! I've already served them the refreshments, come on, fast!" Now Aapi came running into my room.
Allah what is with them? I'm the one they're here to see and these two are going crazy.
I don't know, but I don't feel so excited, like last time. The time, I thought that Ouahib had come to propose. That day I had felt so much that I couldn't even tell what I was feeling.
Today and since Ammi mentioned this special family nothing than, peace enveloped me. I don't know if it's a sign, but I'm feeling nothing but comfort and ease.
Is it related to the proposal? Or is it the Tahajjud prayer of yesterday, where I prayed for a final relief from this waiting?
The answer to my prayer is sitting downstairs and here I'm thinking about him. Maybe we aren't destined to be together. Maybe it's just a silly crush and I'm the one who interpreted too much from his acts.
But what about his friend? That letter, which stated that Ouahib has, or better said, had feelings for me and the intention of marrying me?
Was it some silly joke? Was it meant to just play with my feelings?
Allah, I can't do this anymore! Please let this guy be the right one and these complicated feelings go away.
"Chalo!" Ammi and Aapi nudged me in unison, dragging me out of my bedroom. (Let's go!)
