Naureen
We exited the McDonald's with our stomachs full and smiles on our faces.
It was great, spending time with Saif. I enjoyed our little football match. I played football after a long time.
The food was good too. It made me happy seeing Saif's smiling face, when he ate his favourite chicken burger.
Mr. Hamid told us to wait near the car when he headed inside again. He was back with three ice creams in his hands, struggling not to let them fall, walking as slow as he can, while balancing the ice creams in his hands. It isnt that hard to hold three ice creams but the way he was walking was hilarious, which let out my chuckle. My face flushed when he noticed me doing it, and I turned my head to either side, pretending I didn't see anything and he looked down a bit embarrassed. He handed two ice creams to Saif and Saif passed one of it to me.
Saif did a little happy dance noticing the ice cream as it was one of his favourite chocolate chip, which made me giggle at him. Mr. Hamid to grinned at Saif's reaction.
We were enjoying our ice creams when I felt someone's gaze on me. I turned to see but there was no one to be seen. I ignored the thought and finished my ice cream.
Mr. Hamid insisted on dropping me home and I agreed to it as it was getting to late and it'll be hard for me to find cab at this hour.
On reaching home I waved them goodbye with one of my best smiles put up on the face.
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Hamid
We dropped Miss Naureen and headed back home. Saif went straight to bed as he was tired after playing.
Today I saw Saif playing football after a long time. Football is one of his favourite game. But after Razia's death he didn't even touched the ball. I thought he'd never do. But today I was happy seeing him play and it was all possible because of Miss Naureen.
Miss. Naureen. Allah (SWT) has sent her in our lives like a hope of light, when we were surrounded by darkness.
They say, some people enter our life for a reason.
When I saw her today, playing with Saif, a different feeling ignited inside me. For a moment I thought she resembled Razia.
Suddenly Bilal's words started replaying in my mind.
Saif needs someone to take care of him.
Children need mother at this stage of life.
Why does her name comes in my head, whenever my thoughts wonder around Bilal's words?
My night went sleepless, when the thoughts accommodated my brain.
What am I even thinking of?
How can I betray my love?
"But there isn't anything about betraying in this. Saif needs a mother. Think about his happiness. You have to do this for him" said my inner voice.
Saif's happiness is Razia's peace
And now Saif's happiness lies with
Naureen
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