Having a rude sibling or cousin is just enough to drive you nuts. When someone is constantly nasty, no matter what you say or do, it can hurt you. Sometimes, it affects you more than you like. Even if you're the strongest football player or a petite ballerina, all of us have feelings.
I wished my cousins would realise that. They walked into the house after what seemed like ages. Sakeenah and Safina were together and Rubina couldn't care less about anyone but herself. Azlan wasn't in the house... I hadn't seen him in a long time either. I was doing the dishes when Rubina marched up to me.
"So, there's a grade get together tomorrow, I heard... Sounds interesting." When I didn't reply, Rubina grabbed hold of my arm, "Are you going to this damn thing or not?"
"You don't need to know about my whereabouts and plans, Rubina. If you were just a little considerate towards the rest of us, you and your sisters, I would be happy to share more about myself but you don't deserve that."
Rubina let go of my arm, roughly and walked away. She needed to know that she couldn't have her own way all the time. She couldn't be selfish like this. I was happy in that moment. Standing up for yourself always feels good.
Tomorrow was the get-together. I was excited to be meeting up with my friends but there was something that Azlan told me that I didn't remember... Something that I needed to be wary of... That thought reminded me to ask Hamid about Petunia. I dried the last few dishes and left the kitchen to find my brother.
Hamid was reading a book about sharks in the living room. I sat down on the couch opposite him, "Hamid?"
"Yeah?" Hamid didn't look up from his book. He seemed really interested in it but he was not an avid reader. Maybe he just liked the pictures.
"I was wondering... Remember that girl that you like? Petunia, right?"
Hamid's head shot up and he stared at me with wide eyes. The colour from his face seemed to drain and he fidgeted with his hands, "What about... Her?"
"I just wanted to know if she had any family ?"
Hamid rolled his eyes, "Of course she has family. Even we-" A sad look stole over my brother's face and I instantly felt bad.
"We do have family Hamid," I walked over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder, "We have Aunty and Uncle and," I brought my voice down to a barely audible whisper, "Although their kids may give us hell sometimes, they will be there for us and we will be there for them."
Hamid smiled at me, "You're right. Allah was merciful enough to let us have a family. There are so many less fortunate kids out there... Petunia Ali. I don't know anything about her family. Sorry, sis."
"It's alright. Well, enjoy your book."
"Thanks."
I walked out of the living room and up to my bedroom. I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and dialed Raeesa.
"Hello, Raeesa Moolla speaking, how can I help you?" I guessed that Raeesa didn't bother to look at her caller ID.
"Raeesa, it's Aamirah. Petunia's surname is Ali."
"Oh wow. It could be a simple coincidence, you know."
"I don't know about that. We'll have to find out. Anyway, I'll speak to you later. I need to organise my clothes and things for tomorrow."
"Oh yes! We're meeting up tomorrow! I forgot!" Raeesa whined in my ear, her seriously high pitched squeals deafening me.
"Relax, we have the entire day to prepare," I looked at my wall clock, "Or maybe not."
"It's late, twenty past five."
"Well, we have the whole night. I'll text you. Salaams."
"Salaams." I cut the call and grinned. I was excited for tomorrow. Literally everyone was going to be at Milton Square. Besides one person...
I hadn't spoken to Azlan in a long time. I had to admit, I was worried about him. I opened my wardrobe and glanced at a black abaya that was hanging in it. It made me think of Azlan's deep, black eyes that caused his light brown hair to stand out. I missed him. I missed Azlan Jabbar. The jerk that nearly killed me on his first day at Delphia High School. The jerk that was extremely unfriendly to me and Raeesa, even his own best friend, Jared. He was the guy that hung out with Rubina at lunch break and caused me hurt feelings but...
He was also the guy that read salah and I didn't even realise it until I saw it with my own two eyes. You couldn't blame me though, right? I mean, Azlan simply came off as the 'bad boy' but he was actually a good boy. A good boy in disguise.
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Spiritual□•□ A stray firework changed the lives of Aamirah and Hamid Omar on 4th July. Aamirah's kind uncle and aunt have raised these siblings ever since. However, with four kids of their own and time-consuming careers, Ismail and Husna struggle to balance...