****Amal's P.O.V****
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I opened my eyes but quickly close them back due to the ray of sunlight which coming through the window that wasn't completely covered completely shining directly on my face.
Geez! why didn't I close the window completely last night. I'm still sleepy, I slept late last night as always.
I usually have nightmares but in what seems like a week I haven't had any till yesterday.
I sluggishly searched for my phone using my hands with my eyes still closed.
Yeah! I found it near my pillow. Slowly, I opened my eyes adjusting to the light before checking the time on my phone.
Oh My Allah! I'm late again.
I have a lecture at 10:00am and it's already 9:20am. The lecturer closes the door at 10:01am. Okay maybe I am exaggerating but he closes the door as soon as he enters the hall. He said it is disrespectful to go into the lecture hall after the lecturer. I quickly rushed to the toilet, took a quick shower and did my morning routine.
I didn't even know what to wear so I decided on my black crop top and skinny jeans with a black jilbab. I combed my hair applied powder with lip gloss and wrapped a beige veil. I picked my phone, bag and car key before dashing out of the room and headed to the main parlour.
Abba(my dad), Ummah(my stepmom)and Haifa(my stepsister) where all seated in the parlour watching some kind of TV show which I didn't care about.
"Assalamu Alaikum" I said my salam gaining their attention.
"Wa'alaikumus Salam" they answered in unison.
"Abba ina kwana, Ummah Ina kwana" I greeted them both.
"Lafiya" they answered.
"How was your night?" Abba asked smiling.
Horrible I wanted to say but instead just faked a smile and said "lafiya"(fine)
"Ophs I'm late I have to go I said picking an apple from the center table before dashing out.
I drove in a hurry that I almost got into an accident but was fast enough to stop the car. Kids nowadays are very lazy and have no patience to even check for any coming car before crossing the street.
"Hhhmm"I heaved a sigh of relief seeing the hall door still opened indicating that our lecturer hasn't arrived yet.
I spotted Aisha at the third row so I went knowing that she would reserve a seat next to her for me.
"Hey" I said as I sat down next to a very happy Aisha.
"Hi, I've missed you a lot" she said and I rolled my eyes.
"Yesterday evening was when you last saw me but you've missed me already," I said smiling.
"Aww, seems like someone's head is already swelling" she teased.
"Eww, what an insult "I said feigning hurt which I was too bad at that made us both burst in laughter lowly before we were interrupted by our annoying lecturer's voice.
"Hello everyone" he said with his fake saint voice keeping some books and test papers on the desk. Oh I've forgotten he is giving us our papers today.
"I'm really scared I hope we all have above 20"said Aisha looking nervous.
"20?,I'll thank lord if I have up to 15"I said nervously too.
"Classrep, come and collect the papers and share them," Mr. Lukman said making me look at him in horror but Aisha was wise enough to knock me back to my senses.
I collected the papers, shared them and came back. I handed Aisha hers before folding mine but Aisha was yet to stop me.
"No, you won't fold it you must open it."she said.
Seeing no joke in her face I heaved a sigh of defeat before opening it and I was shocked, I really felt like crying.
Oh Allah no it can't be. How?!
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Amal
SpiritualA journey of a lady who has lost her mother in the way, who at a point felt like the world is against her and felt like giving up. But to every human their is a period of test in their lives and just as her world was crumbling, she was brought back...
