It's Muslim Love

Chapter Eighteen: Whats happening??

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Fatima's POV

Today was the last full day of our stay in Paris. Tomorrow we were to be back on the airplane, heading home. It's been a great two weeks. There were some issues getting along with one another though. I mean Wudu has been a mess, Jannatul has been avoiding seeing him or Khalid, Khalid is always so bitter towards Wudu, now Zain is starting to get aggravated by it. But besides that, everything was going smoothly.

"So everyone just wants today to be a relaxing day." Zain walks into our room and says.

"Oh, okay, can we just go for a walk than?" I ask.

"Sure, get dressed, I'll tell the rest." Zain says than leaves.

I brush my hair, than put it up in a bun and put on my hijab. I wore a blue and purple floral hijab with a white skirt and blue long sleeve shirt. I put on a pair of brown sandals and walked out the door.

"Hey Fatima!" Talia says as I walk down the hall.

"Hey, where's Jannatul?" I ask.

"I think she already went down with your mom."

"Oh, okay." I started to feel horrible.

"Are you ok?" She asks me.

I hold my stomach and stop in my tracks to get ahold of myself. I felt dizzy, and quite nauseous. I took a deep breath, "umm.. Yeah I'm fine. Feeling a little sick thats all."

She gave me a worried expression. "You look really sick, and tired."

"Just come on, let's meet up with everyone else."

We walk down to the lobby to find everyone waiting for us. I walk up to Zain as Talia goes to my mom and Jannatul. Wudu was also with my mom, and dad who came a week ago. Khalid and Yaseen were together talking to Zain's mom and dad.

"Fatima you don't look to good." Zain says to me.

"I'm just feeling a bit sick, but I'm fine. Let's go."

We all come out of the hotel and start walking. It was always so busy. Crowded with people and shops.

After a while of walking and looking at beautiful buildings and monuments I got a horrible feeling. "Zain.." I say softly.

"Yeah baby? What's wrong?"

I take a look at everyone. They were finally getting along, having a lot of fun. I can't ruin this.

"Zain.. I feel.." I start to feel sweaty. "I need to go back to the hotel."

"Are you alright? Come on, let's go." He puts his arms around me hands me some water.

"You guys have fun, Fatima isn't feeling well, we'll be back at the hotel." Zain says out loud.

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After coming back to the hotel I lay down and get some sleep while Zain decides to pack everything since we'll be leaving tomorrow morning.

"You awake?" I hear Zain call softly.

I sit up and look around. I still felt so dizzy. And suddenly I got a nasty feeling in my throat and through instinct I ran to the bathroom and start to vomit in the sink.