Kaabs POV
"Bhai... bh.... bhai."
"Huh? what?" I said slowly coming out of my slumber. It was Haadiya. In a flash I was beside her.
"What happened... you want me to call the doc?" I asked all in a hurry.
"N-no water." I quickly poured some water into a cup and handed it to her.
"JazakAllah." She said after drinking it all. He voice was still a bit rough. And she was stuttering a bit.
I walked out of the ward and went to the mens bathroom. I washed my face and popped a gum into my mouth.
Before entering back the doc called me.
"Good news. Your sister can be discharged today morning. You just need to fill some forms." She said and smiled and walked off after handing me the papers. I walked back into her room and set the papers down.
"I'm taking you home today." I said with a huge smile etched on my face.
She smiled aswell and then we both peacefully prayed.
While the nurse was changing Haadiya back into the her clothes I took the chance and asked the doc the question that was bugging me.
"Umm excuse me doctor."
"Yes?"
"Actually I had a question."
"Yes yes go on."
"My sister Haadiya is stuttering quite a bit. Is there something to be concerned about or is this normal."
"Oh it's totally normal. You dont need to worry about anything. It happens."
I felt relieved and moved to the waiting area.10 mins had passed when Haadiya came and I carefully seated her in the car.
A/n
My jam Maher zain just came on... yasssss 😂😂😂😂👌👌👌👌When we arrived home Haadiya went into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
I also went into my room and changed into some fresh clothes.
When she came out of the shower and was all brightened up. I redid her bandage on her head and applied the cream.
Ssss. It stung her so I applied it slowly.
I recalled last night and decided to clear things out.
"Hey, Haadiya... what happened last night?" I asked softly. She hesitated
"It was C-Cemal" she then told me everything that happened.
What does he think of himself. How dare he come so close to Haadiya. I was raging with anger and wanted to detach his head from his body but the truth was we didn't even know where he lived. He just came and left.
The atmosphere had become very tense so I decided to lighten it up with some humour.
"Yaar yeh itna vela aadmi hai. Aur koi kaam hi nahi hai eska. Pata nahi kaha sai tapak jata hai aur kaha bhoot ki tarha chup jata hai."
Translation-
He has so much free time don't you think. Don't know where he drops in from and then hides away like a ghost.There was a beat of silence before.
"Hahahahahaha!!!!!!"
1 week later
It's been one week since that incident and Alhumdullilah Haadiya is much better.
There is exactly one week till the rukhsati and as the days go by I get more nervous and nervous.
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SpiritualAyesha 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...