Friday 20th April 2020
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I have seen the hospital soo much in the past few days I feel like I live here now, but... it is what it is.
Naana got discharged yesterday morning so you're definitely wondering what I'm doing at a hospital I'm here to see my cousin Fasiya who had gotten hospitalised yesterday night for she had a heart attack and is in a medically induced coma.
I honestly feel for her, if I was in her shoes I would be in the same bed. For context, remember the accident I witnessed when I got discharged a few days back. I remember thinking the woman was familiar, well she's Fasiyas co-wife - she didn't know her husband had a wife and a son- whom I met at the airport with her -Fasiya-husband. I was a little surprised and confused as to why he was together with a woman and child but I thought nothing of it.
That was until I saw met them at a cold stone at 9pm and he told me it's not what I think which sounded very suspicious which made me start doubting him. Then a a month ago I remember Fasiya telling me and Asma that she thinks her husband is cheating on her to which I voiced out what I witnessed and Asma encouraged her to do her research well and then confront him to avoid any sort of problem in their marriage if it -him cheating- turns out to not be true. Then on Monday she called and told us she is going to confront him and we wished her luck and the best. Only for me to hear from her husband that she's hospitalised which left me shocked. It is what it is tho
I knocked and went into the room saying my Salam which was answered by the occupants -Asma, Fasiyas mother and sister, Zainab. After we finished with the greetings I asked her mum how she's doing to which she replied "better than when we brought her, Alhamdulillah" then I let my eyes travel to her, she looks so... frail. Not like her normal self which honestly made me feel like hitting her excuse of a husband with a metal rod till he looses consciousness then... I can honestly think of a lot of ways to end him if it wasn't haram. After spending almost an hour with them just talking about how unfair her husband is to her I decided it's time to leave
" I have to go run a few errands. May Allah grant her quick shifa" to which they all replied Ameen to
"What way are you going? If you can drop Zainab at home"
"I'm going to the airport. She can come along and I'll drop her off" I really don't mind I added in my head
" you're not going the same way. Thank you tho, May Allah bless you"
"Ameen. I'll take my leave now" As I made for the door Asmas question stopped me
"Who are you picking from the airport?" Wow, I don't even know who I'm picking up. Mentally facepalmed myself
"I don't even know. Naana just said to get to the airport and I'll knos who I'm picking up when I see them"
"Oh okay, I'll come over tomorrow"
"See you then, bye"
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An hour later and I'm at the airport.Looking around because I don't know who I'm picking up I look and feel lost. And I don't like feeling lost... I mean, who does? Anyway I brought my phone out of the pockets in my dress and called my Naana to ask about who I'm picking up, before I can even tap on the screen I feel myself falling backwards -which came to a halt when I landed of someone's broad chest- and held in a tight embrace accompanied by a very familiar scent I have associated with one person ... Ifdal. I didn't know she was coming at all talk less of today.
"Let her go, she probably can't breathe" God, how much I missed this voice.
"Oh sorry I'm just excited to see you" Ifdal vocalized with a teary laugh which made my eyes water and already standing on my feet I enveloped her in a not so tight hug. I missed my best girl so bad.
"I missed you so much chopsticks" chopsticks is a name that stuck to her since we were kids because of how thin and skinny she was. She hates the name too but its funny how mad it makes her
"I'll let it slide just this one time. Because I haven't seen you for so long" she said as she pulled out of the hug. she's just a dramatic human it hasn't been that long
"If you're done hoarding her, then excuse us" trust Kawthar to be more dramatic. Then I'm enveloped in another tight hug.
"Can't.... Breathe... let go" I managed to squeeze out. She loosened her grip a little bit making is easier for me to breathe. Trust me when I say Kawthar is strong, Kauthar is strong.
"Be happy I even missed your big butt, nonsense" o forgot to add dramatic too
"I missed your big butt too"I really really missed my cousins. She then released me and looked me from jeans to toe scrutinizing me then she finally said
"I'll take you this your fit. I like it" in all seriousness which caused all of us to erupt in laughter. that was when I noticed Junaid
"Hi babe, missed me?" Trust Junaid to be flirty
"I missed you, no cap. Did you?"
" I did miss you, so much" then the next thing I knew I was being hugged by favorite person. And I didn't even know when the water works started.
Before y'all get confused I can hug him because he is my mahram. How? You ask. Well he's my milk sibling and is older. Than me with 3 months. His mom who's my mom's sister breast fed me when I was a baby so that makes us milk siblings. And it's was planned out my them so we- the cousins- can have extra protection and a stronger bond.
"You're seriously crying" he said letting out a low chuckle.
"No I'm not you moron" I said in between tears
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. You still love me" he said pulling me back slightly to see my face
"You wish, let's get you all home"
" finally." Ifdal and kawthar said at the same time
"Also, Hauwaa is at home" screams were heard as people gave us looks. And all of us scrambled in the car after Junaid put all the luggages in the trunk of my car.
Junaid rode passenger while the girls took the backseat
"How's Doha, I missed that place so bad"I asked no one in particular
"Doha is just Doha to be sincere. Gran renovated the palace interior, again" Ifdal said
"Isn't this the second she did this year?" Junaid asked
"It is and it's not even Eid yet, I'm pretty sure she's going to re model again, she never gets tired" I amswerd and Ifdal giggled which caused all of us to laugh. I love my cousins *crying emoji*
We finally reached home after making a few stops where they were received warmly by Naana-their aunt- and then I took them to their respective rooms- Junaid in the boys side and the girls in our side- Ifdal insisted on sharing a room with me and Kai that is in the room opposite mine. I hope everything goes well, I really do.
Salam
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