Muina's POV
Muina:but I apologized
Malik:no,if we leave you are going to cry and since you are going to cry,we ain't leaving.
Doc3: right
Muina: what do you want from me?(I broke down)
Malik:we want you to be happy and not sulk on depression
Muina: for what,am going to die anyways.
Malik: that's wrong.You were given three years Max,yet here you are,alive.Allah knows best dear,tell me your dreams.
Muina:my dreams?
Malik:yes.what are your heart desires
Muina:well I have two.One is to have a husband for my own and two is to become a mother.I have always wanted a daughter (this is reminiscent of my dreams 😢,I don't even know if I will make it to it)
Doc3: maybe Allah wants you to achieve those dreams before you go
Muina:nah,am just lucky
Malik:then you are lucky for a reason, Allah knows why you are still here.Dont forget that he loves you .
Muina: I know
Malik:then why do you loose faith? I was never upset with you,I just want you to open up,you got your heart broken by a man who doesn't deserve you,yet you are here crying while he is enjoying his life? Come on muina,you deserve so much more.We are about to go,if you dare cry ,we will come back,is that clear?
(I noded)
Doc1:get some rest(they left,I couldn't help but cry.Few minutes later,they rushed in with students mattresses and laid them on the floor)
Muina: but
Malik:shush,we talk ,you don't listen,so bear the consequences.(they laid down.I now spent the night with four men.That night I had a nightmare about farouk.Malik woke me up)
Malik:are you okay?
Muina: Please hold me (I cried.He held me as I cried onto his shoulders)
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A dieing lover
Short Story(This story is influenced by my current condition as I am predicted 5 years on Earth 😢) A short story about muina (my namesake) who is terminally ill and has less time to live.She finds love in farouk who is shocked to find about her current situat...
