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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Aaliyah scared the hell out of me, today. She wasn't picking up her phone and she hadn't dropped a message since she dropped one in the morning, that she reached the university.
I called her at least a hundred times, before I called her Baba and he told me that he's still at work, but he'll call their house helper.
After a few minutes he called back and informed me that their helper told him that she's at home.
I was already on my way to her university but then changed the route to her house.
Parking my car in a haste, I ran towards the front door, desperate to see her, and be sure that she's okay.
After ringing the bell, countless times finally Aunty Khadija opened and told me that she just woke her up and that she's in her room.
I ran up the stairs and my heart felt at peace when I saw her and engulfed her in a tight hug, calming myself down and ensuring that she's okay.
I don't know what would have happened to me, if I wouldn't have found her at her university or at home.
I would have surely gone mad, while searching! Alhamdulilah she is safe and sound.
After feeding her a soup, she was hesitant about at first, I cleaned up the mess I had created in the kitchen.
Khadija Aunty had offered to clean it up, but I denied. I was the one who made the mess, in a hurry, and I was the one to clean it up.
Although she had to help me with finding the ingredients, as I didn't find them easily.
Going up, I fetched the prayer mat of Haider, as I saw her having only one in her room.
Spreading them and wearing a thobe of her brother, I waited for her.
She was soon out of the bathroom and we prayed the asr prayer.
"Everything has piled up at the office, that I don't get anytime to rest!" I found myself complaining to Aaliyah, after we were done with our salah, dua and dhikr.
"Lay here." She ordered and patted her lap.
I looked at her, to see her smiling and I took that as a confirmation and lay my head on her lap.
She started massaging my head and it felt too damn good.
"Thank you, Liyati!" I expressed my gratitude as I relaxed and she kept massaging my head.
"Your curls are so soft, what's the secret? How much I ever try, mine are always so dry!" She complained, after playing with my curly hair.
I chuckled and realised that I haven't seen her hair yet. "Lately I just use shampoo, as I have less time, to get ready. Otherwise I use conditioner and some other Moroccan home made remedies, Yemma forces me to apply on my hair." I replied honestly.
