Her Concealed Life

chapter 1

Naira' s pov.

I was sitting in a bed witnessing Zayan (My husband) and some other men lifting the coffin of my mother . Where she laid lifeless . Her freezed body stiffening more with time .

It's just before some time that I gave her last bath of her life . In Islam, a daughter is supposed to give last bath to her mom after her death and a son is supposed to give last bath to his father after his death.

I don't know what right I had on the lady whose being taken to be burried now. She was my life . She was the one whom I loved throughout my life . She was the one I trusted throughout my life . We had the best mother -daughter relationship.

FLASHBACK

"Mom, I have an extra class today so I'll be late . Please don't worry if I am not at home by 3 pm" I said as I packed my bag.

"Yes habibti (my beloved) I will not worry " mom said and I went towards her to hug her before I leave to my university.

I was done with my breakfast, my bags were packed and only thing I had to do was , put on my sandals and leave for university. I was about to leave . When mom said .

" By the way Naira , here you go , you might require extra dirhams ( Name of UAE currency ) ,in case your planning to have a shawarma (traditional food of UAE . It's a kind of stuffed chicken roll with an Arabic touch of flavours) ". Mom said and I looked at her with wide eyes . Like seriously? How did she even know that I was planning to bunk classes and go out for lunch . Even if she knew that ,how does she know I'll have shawarma and not anything else ? Or is it like it's written on my face that I was going to bunk today ?

"Mom....... I........ I actually " I stammered .

"Naira , what are you trying to tell ?" Mom asked .

"Mom why will I eat shawarma? "I asked immediately without a second thought .

" Habibti !!! I think you forgot all the values that I thought you " mom said as she folded her hands on her chest .

"What values Mom?" I asked .

"Haven't I thought you that being honest in your life is very difficult but being honest is as much important as it is difficult? " mom asked and I looked down ashamed. Mom was right she always thought me . How important it was to be honest because honesty can cause you trouble for a while but a lie will cause you trouble for life time and it will also trouble you after your death , as you'll be answerable to your creator for it .

"Mom I....... I am sorry . I was planning to bunk but how do you know about my plans ?" I asked mom making a puppy face .

"I am your mom habibti . I know things about you which you would have never known about yourself" . Mom said.

"So that means you don't mind me going out with friends " I asked hoping to hear yes from mom .

"To hear a yes from me ,you should have taken my permission before planning the bunk but now I am thinking to say a no " mom said .

"Mom please please say yes " I said.

"First tell me where are you going ? " mom asked.

"We were planning to go to Al Ibrahim restaurant " I replied.

"Ok , you need to be back before maghrib (sunset) and don't you ever dare to hide things from me like you were trying to do today " mom said with disappointment in her eyes . It hurt me very badly cause it's obvious for mom to be disappointed . She gave me all freedom, she was my friend more then mom and yet I was here hiding things from her .