I felt much better once I finished praying. Alhamdulillah, it was probably satan fuelling my anger towards Laila. I was still sitting on my praying mat(musallah) when my mother entered the room.
"Ahlam are you alright sweetie?" Mother asked.
"Sure, why wouldn't I be? " I said. Okay, It was not a lie. I was in a better mood now compared to earlier. But I couldn't tell my mom I was jealous and angry she enjoyed talking to her.
"Really? Cause you seemed off back there." She questioned.
"Am fine, mother. "
"Look honey, no need..."
"Mom, mom am fine okay? " I said smiling at her. She stood there for a while just looking at me and I kept my smile intact.
"Okay but just know that I love you so much and no one can ever replace you Ahlam. " She said hugging me. She pulled back smiling looking down at me.
"Love you too mom," I said truthfully. I guess I just needed to hear that.
"Before I forget, I wanted you to go pick up some supplies from the market." No, no, not the market. Please anywhere but there. I looked at my mother and she was waiting for a response.
"Um sure. " I forced out.
"Jazakallah honey, get dressed and then come for the list." With that she left the room.
Ya Allah, bestow me with patience InshaAllah.
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SpiritualMeet Ahlam Ahmad, the biggest hopeless romantic ever. Her biggest dream was always to get married. To finally have her happy ending when her prince charming burges in and takes her away. But unfortunately it looks like no one is interested in her. G...
