Meant To Be His

CHAPTER 11: Dare

2 WEEKS LATER

She was walking down the streets, admiring the beauty created by Almighty Allah, with shattered heart, hopeful eyes, she was hoping every thing to fade away. The pain she had gone through, the loneliness she had felt every night. The emptiness in her heart was increasing day by day, hour by hour. She wanted someone to love her fully accepting her flaws, accepting the way she was. She wanted someone to hold her and say soothing words like her parents and will never leave her alone like they did. She just wants this misery to get end.

Although she knew that they are in better place now, but still the emptiness in her heart was never ceasing. She was depressed, looking at the sky praying in her head to her only one that is Allah. She wants to love and trust someone. She wants a partner. Tears started to stream down her cheeks. No one is seeing her wet face, her hiccups in this hustle bustle of life. No one cared like they promise that they would till end.

Winds became a tissue for her wet face. She loose herself and sat on a rock. Rubbing her foot Back and forth on sand. She was admiring the beauty which her God created. Sand was aimlessly sticking to her foot. She let out tired sigh.

"Breathe. It's just a bad day, not a bad life." She said to herself and let out an emotionless chuckle. Really, her life was not bad, she was living a secure life but wanted love in her life to fill that vacant place in her heart.

"Will someone be able to love an orphan, a loner?" questioning herself, she shook her head. Sad smile curved her lips downward. But then a thought came to her mind.

"Whether someone love me or not my Allah loves me. He does not burden a soul beyond that it can bear." last line brought smile to her face. She knew Allah is seeing everything and He would never leave her alone.

Yes, she was talking to herself. Sometimes it's necessary to do this self exercise. Talking to yourself isn't that bad, is it? Someone might think of you as a maniac but who cares. This world is insensitive. The people here only think about themselves. They are self centered.

Indeed she was sad, depressed, but she didn't lose hope. Her faith on Allah (God) was stronger than anything. She knew that HE was listening everything, and would give her reward of patience.

In Surah Al Zumar they say:
"Only those who are patient shall receive their reward in full, without reckoning.''

Her tears were dried leaving a black stain on her face, her mascara was all over her face. She rose to her feet and dusted sand. She stood there for few minutes and then bid her bye to her secret hiding place. The place where she could hide herself from the world and think in peace.

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"Back to Earth!" Ainah shook her hand in front of Huria's face who was lost in her dreamland. They were sitting in cafeteria of uni. She didn't tell anything to Ainah about last night. Her eyes are little swollen but she made an excuse of sleepless nights.

"What?" She raised my brow in a questioning way. Ainah was telling her parents drastic story to Huria but she was in her world. She heard half of the story but lost the track later on.

Ainah's parents were getting divorced and it was affecting their children. Her father was a shot tempered man, and he slapped his wife when she gave money to her youngest son without consulting him. This turned out to be a mess. Her mother told him that she could not stay with an abusive husband and she would like to die rather than staying with him. They'll sign divorce papers in court after a week.

"Dear Ma'am, will you please leave your dream land and come to reality. Here I'm blabbering about my parents and you are lost somewhere else. I know you don't have any interest in my family matters but still you forced me to tell you, and when I'm telling you each and everything you are lost." Ainah made an annoying face and folded her arms in need of an answer.