اسلام عليكم ورحمةالله وبركاته ۔
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Imaan's POV :
Alhamdulillah I did good in paper. Ya Rabbi I love u.
"Imaan come down quickly & have lunch" mamma said on the top of her lungs. Without further delay I went downstairs. "How was your day sweetie" mama asked.
"It was good. Mamma we've to go for a trip cum educational tour because teacher is happy by our performance."
"Okay dear I'll talk to your father regarding this". She said .
After having my lunch I decided to take rest as I was tired. I started thinking about my parents. I love them. May Allah bless them always. Ameen.
_________ F L A S H B A C K __________
'Getting late for a meeting, need to run', Baba said, as he slung his coat over the shoulder, and bounded out of the house. As he drove away, I came running down the stairs two at a time. 'Wait, wait', I said, but he had already left.
My mouth crumpled like used wrapping paper. "Baba forgot to give me a goodbye kiss", I whispered in a voice that trembled under the weight of my hurt. I called him, "you left without giving me a kiss baba", I said accusingly. "I am sorry habibty", he said, his voice contrite. "It is okay", I said trying to be all grown up as I cut the call.
I gulped down my breakfast morosely, wore my shoes, picked up my school bag and started to walk out of the door, my shoulders slumped. As I climbed down the steps, the car glided to a stop outside the house. Baba got out of the car. I ran to him, my whole face lit up like a glowing bulb.
"I am sorry I forgot", baba said, as he picked me up and hugged me. I said nothing. My jaw ached from smiling.
Fifteen years later, no one would remember baba was late for a meeting, but I as a little girl would never ever forget that my father drove all the way back home just to kiss me goodbye!
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I love you and miss you a lot baba (father) please come soon. I was in tears now.
My father loved me a lot. He treated me as a princess. He is my protective shield. I just madly love my father. I've no male as my friend except baba. I'm just blessed because of my lovely parents.
Ya Rabbi keep my parents safe always and protect them from evil eyes. And While praying for my parents I fell asleep.
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"Imaan wake up binti, its salah time" mamma said with a smile.
"Oh mamma." I said while stretching my arms.
"Yes Imaan wake up, make wadu and I forgot to tell you, I talked to your father he agreed for your trip on one condition". She said.
"What is that mamma?" I asked with an impish smile.
"He wants you to take care of yourself" she said with a concern.
" Haha insha'Allah mamma sure I'll take care of myself" mamma nodded and hugged me. Then I got up to do wadu and offer Salah .
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"Imaan you can't believe, my parents allowed me to go for a trip" yelled Haya from the other side of phone.
"C'mon I knew it and my parents also allowed me for that" I hedged.
We both said Alhamdulillah in unison.
"So are you ready for tomorrow, I'm so excited". Haya said.
"Yeah same here". I muttered.
We had a lil conversation and then we ended the call. I started doing my stuffs and after that I helped mama.
In the college :
"So students are you ready". Said the principal.
"Yes sir" said students in excitement.
"Good. I want you all to be seated in your respective buses" students obeyed their principal.
While Imaan was heading towards her bus she felt a grip on her waist.
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