EMERGENCY COUPLES

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*EMERGENCY COUPLES*
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*BY AMA* 🌹

This is a strange chapter, i don't know if uh would find it interesting, it combines of many people's POV, so dnt knw if uh would like it, if not just skip it and wait for a new update.  Luv uh more

"Sorrowful moments"

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*NA'IM*

I have been feeling so stressful and something like wore out but managed to go to the office in dat situation.
Resting on my swivel desk my phone started vibrating, i managed pulling it from my pocket and cleared my throat to make my voice sounds energetic.
"hey love how far" 
Something just chucked my throat
"are uh free" ohh my God, i may be free now but may be not
"yess i am"
"can uh please come over, i can't drive myself home" Zubaina am going to die, but my heart apologize and kept the words in
"wat? Wat happened, on my way"  i said trying not to sobbed
I pulled my key from the table and head to the parking lot.
I can feel it something itching me since the nightmare i have, i dreamt of people surrounding me with white clothes, wen i asked one of them where i was, he couldn't speak my language rather speaked in Arabic saying
"fas judu lillahi wa'ab budun" he finalized and prostrated. I tried as much to speak to them but all in vain so i joined them and bow to Allah subhanahu wata'ala. So since i waked up from my slumber i have been sweating and having some headache, trying to figure out the main plot in my dream.

Zubaina was sitting on a bench where i spotted her without looking at her face, i parked so close to her and there we head to her home.

After dropping her i went straight to my home with my messy mind thinking of Zubaina and the translation of my dream.
All i could remember was seeing a car coming towards me, i tried so much to get out of the road but off no use.

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*ZUBAINA*

It was already asr and umma wasn't home yet, i walked down stairs rubbing my eyes

"Jaquèline" i called softly my hands on my shabby eyes
"yess ma'am" she answered rushing to were she heard my voice

"Jaquèline where is mom" i asked making it clear because she hardly understands English upon all the years she spent with us
"sher went out madame" with that her accent "comment çava,madame? (are uh okay madam)" she asked realizing my situation
"c'est bon (it's okay), est-ce gué lke vous dit oú elle guin? (did she tell uh were she's going?) " 
"non madame(no madam)"
I can see how her face changed which she never lies to me,
"Jaquèline"  i warned
"dis la vérité(am telling the truth)

I was so worried and ran up for my phone, i dialed Na'ims number but switched off, i toasted the phone on the scattered bed i wokeup on and head to ease myself
"Zubaina, zubaina"  umma called out of worries
"na'ammmmmm" i answered and ran down
"umma lafiya, wat's wrong?" 
"i was called by Naim's mom he got into an accident, get your veil and meet me in the car" she said on a serious note

I couldn't move an inch from my spot, is like my stomach was filled with some crystal stones the heavy one's, i managed and sat flat on the floor
"Zubaina wat are uh doing get ur veil and let's go"
I found myself leaking drawing my veil from the wardrobe.
"Zubaina mana" umma alerted and I hurriedly grab my phone and banged out.
"umma how's he's condition"?
"he's better now, but still in a coma, don't worry he will be alright insha Allah" she calmed me down putting her free hand on mine

And there he is, laying on the bed "Ya Allah"  make his condition a better one
I slid the door and walked motionless in the middle of the gigantic room, the room was elegantly beautiful as its a VIP but dat didn't bothered me, my vision was already blurred by the tears dat were swimming in the brim of my eyes, the oxygen that was stucked on his nose made me shut my eyes and dat made my imprisoned tears sheer freedom. I sat on the bed side and whispered some dua's out of tears, putting my right hand on the site of his dislocated leg
"la ba'as sa dahurun insha Allah" the supplication we made upon visiting a sick person

He was breathing hardly from the oxygen pipe, his lashes lay beautifully on his attractive face, the smile ya subhanallah.
I sat with my dried tears for about an hour before i lazily took my phone that has been ringing for some minutes
'the mighty King ♔ ' was written in bold
"hello am sorry i won't be able to come tomorrow" i introverted and switch off the phone completely
"I can't talk to uh in my situation, am sorry"i mumbled

"Zubaina, let's go home" umma alerted more of whispering or something like signing with her fingers or watever, i lazily drew my legs down to the glass door and disappeared giving him another look.

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