If this is murder I will never forgive them for killing my Abbu. Wherever they are, whatever they are doing, whoever they are I will find them. I let my eyes close as the previous events flash through my eyes.
~~flashback~~
It is the day before the waalima and everything is really hectic. Everyone is running around everywhere. Currently I am baking. I love baking. Right now I was making cupcakes and brownies. Alright I love eating the baking and I'm not making the desserts Aabira is.
"Ayesha," A very exhausted and out of breath Ebrah walked into the kitchen. "I looked everywhere for Iba. She was supposed to help me woth the decorations. I can't find her anywhere. Please help me look for here." She asked me with pleading eyes.
"Fine." I said and hopped off the countertop. After a few minutes of searching for her we found her in the backyard. She ahd accidentally knocked over all the rubbish so we helped her and got back inside.
The first thing I saw when I entered the house was all the decorations everywhere and my ammi in tge middle of it. She was crying and screaming. Aabira came from the kitchen to see what was happening.
"Excuse me," I heard a voice coming from the front door. I looked up to see a man in a black suit holding a piece of paper.
"Yes?" I replied. "Is Jaabir Abbas yor father." He asked me. I hesitantly replied "Yes." I really hope this isn't what I think it is.
He handed me the piece the piece of paper and what I read had changed my life forever.
My abbu is gone.
My knees couldn't hold ne up any longer. I fell down as Daaem snatched the paper out of my hand. I felt the tears sting my eyes and fall onto my cheeks. I sat emotionless waiting for someone to pinch me and tell me it's all a dream.
~~flashback ends~~
Currently I am sitting in my room. I haven't stopped crying since I found out. I took the note out from under my pillow and read it as my tears smudged the ink.
Don't grieve for me to long.
The officers said they found this note in abbus hand. Suddenly I hear a knock on the door. I put the note back under my pillow and tell whoever it is to come in.
"A...ap..." Aabira said and then gulped. "Appi." As soon as she said that she broke down and fell onto the floor. I quickly ran upto her and wrapped my arms around her. She cried into my open hair and I held onto her like she was going to disappear.
"I miss him appi." She said in a muffled voice. "I know. I miss him too Biru." I replied in between sobs.
I brought her upto my bed and wiped away her tears. I held her chin and made her look at me. Her eyes were bloodshot red and puffy. She had tear stained cheeks and was shivering badly. It looked as if she had cried more than me.
"Biru. Just don't forget him." And as soon as I said that we both started crying again. Daaem, Daamin,Ebrah and Iba walked into the room. They all hugged us. I wished that this moment would last forever and I could just get lost in this embrace.
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Today was the day. My abbu was forever leaving us. Laiba walked into the room and and told me to come downstairs. I ran upto her and gave her a hug and we both stayed like that for a few seconds before she pulled away.
"You have to be brave Ishu. You have to be strong for aunty. Come on. Meet us downstairs." She walked out of the room leaving me alone again.
I walked to my desk and took my dupatta that was resting on my chair. I walked over to my mirror and looked at myself. I looked different. I had bags under my eyes and my nose and eyes were red.
I draped the dupatta over my head and around me neck and I didn't bother to cover my hair that was showing from the back and front. I quickly put my shoes on and went downstairs.
Everyone looked miserable. Ammi looked the worst. Why wouldn't she. She lost her love.
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"Ayesha you have to eat something." Ebrah was trying to persuade me to eat something but I didn't feel like it. I felt like throwing up.
"Ammi? Aabira?" I could see she was getting frustrated.
"I know you are not hungry but at least take one bite!" She started crying and ran upto her room. Aabira went after her.
I just sat there in silence.
After a few minutes I got up and made my way to my room. I couldn't handle the silence. I prayed dhuhr and then sat on my bed.
Then Haadiya and Gabriella entered my room. They ran upto me and hugged me on each side.
"I miss uncle. He was a really funny guy." Gabriella said. I remember when abbu used to live with us and whenever Gabriella came over he would always tell us funny jokes and stories and always take us out to the movies and buy us ice cream.
"I m-miss him t-too Gabriella." I replied inbetween sobs.
I miss him too.
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EspiritualAyesha is your average 22 year old muslimah who goes to University. A muslimah who doesn't wear a hijab. All her life she has been asked the same question " Where is your hijab?" She got bullied since she was 10 by her so called sweet cousins Badia...