EMERGENCY COUPLES

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*EMERGENCY COUPLES*
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*BY AMA* 🌹

If only you could see the tears
In the world you left behind
If only you could heal my heart
Just one more time

Even wen i close my eyes
There's an image of your face
And once again i come to realise
your the lost i cant replace

Soledad
it's to keep me for the lonely
Since the day dat uh were gone
why did uh leave me Soledad
#Soledad
coast to coast -
that's 1 of my fav songs too

My eyelashes are madly missing each other they want to hug so badly but kept them apart just to type this charpiee for uh guyz, i hope uh did like it anyways.

'His Death'

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*ZUBAINA*

Since i wokeup around 9 i didn't heard umma's movement, she have been preventing me all night i don't know why.
Yesterday i knocked at her door but she told me she couldn't open it because she's already on the bed, which i knew wasn't the reason, umma has never acted so strange like this before, i walked back to my room ruefully.
And today she didn't even gave me d chance to greet her just finished steading up and exit the home leaving a message for me
Wat's wrong with my umma ya Rabb

The infant December wind blow my long sofia the first pajamas gown restlessly, i hold my black stoned cardigan tighter against me
"Jaquèline, Jaquèline"
"Yes ma"
God i hate how she addresses me

"Je ne suis pas une maquerelle Jaquèline ok(am not a madam Jaquèline ok)"
i have told her more dan enough to stop dat, calling me ma'am makes me feel like an old woman with 16 children, beside we have passed dat formal stage now, i have known her for more dan 20 years.

"where did umma go, did she told uh were she's going?"
"non madame" she said which I knew was a lie, she's my mom's P.A, she knows everything about her, though there mode of communication is hard on both of them but still chat all the time
"Jaquèline please tell me the truth" she looked at me grabbing on wat i have just said
"okay Faisons une enterprise (let's make a business) "
She kept quite and looked carefully at me
" je t'assigne comme mon espion (am assigning you as my spy) d'abord, vous trouvez wat maman se cache de moi et vous avez gagné 50,000(first you find out what umma is hiding from me and you have won 50,000, et c'est tout(and thats all)"

She kept quite for a while before she decided on saying
"ok madame, pas de problémé(okay madam no problem"
I groaned and head back upstairs shooting the door behind me
"am going to get ready in no time, i know Na'im must be worried know"
I dragged my legs down to my restroom space singing the lyrics of ed-sheeran's shape of uh

~Boy let's not talk too much, grab on my waist and put dat body on me~
~c'mon now follow my lead~
~c'mon now follow my lead~
~Ummm mmmmm~

I took my relaxing shower and applied some very lights makeup for my Zaujil hayyat (#Na'im) dressed up in my long flowing vlisco print gown, i could feel the change in my composure.
"Raheela am going to visit Na'im, please help me tell umma wen she's back okay" i shouted from the balcony while she was resting in the garden taking some selfies,
"Zubainaaaa," she screamed out running
Wat's her problem, she came panting to me
"she said i should tell uh to wait for her"
"wait for her" i replied with an ill-concealed surprise
"and why is dat?"
"i don't know but she said i shouldn't let uh go no matter wat"
Dat's surprising, i head back to the kitchen to ask Jaquèline d reason why umma said i should wait for her, but surprisingly met her sobbing trifling

"Jaquèline" i called out with my earnest voice. She wasn't expecting me now so she hurriedly wiped off the tears and looked at me
"why are uh crying? Comment ça va Jaquèline (are uh okay Jaquèline)" i asked squatting infront of her. She couldn't speak just nodded in the positive way and fake a smile
"Jaquèline please tell me Wat's wrong with you, do uh want me to join uh and cry?"
She looked at me with so much pity in her eyes and burst out again, this time around using the most loudest cry of hers

"ohh my God Jaquèline please stop crying" i comforted lobbing her restless shoulders
"ma'am je suis désolé mais il est mort(am sorry but he is dead ma'am)"

And wat is this old woman saying, is her dad dead or her brother or may be a sibling, Allah sarki, such a kind hearted woman.
"suis désolé Jaquèline (am sorry Jaquèline) but qúentendez-vous par?(but wat do uh mean) i mean who passed away" i asked as my headgear flew off my head
"que son âme repose en paix(may his soul rest in peace" Jaquèline ended with her heavy heart her eyes was swollen from the cry, i sat there counting on wat she just said, trying to sort out wat she means
"who passed away?" i finally asked knowing i can't find out
"sire Na'im(sir Na'im)" she answered after much silence
The word of Na'im cameout like the flying fairies with there last speed,i felt like a huge bucket of cold water may b with some ice blocks was splashed across my face in that chilly December were uh hardly take your bath because of the coldness, i sinked on the floor sitting flat why would she joke with his death
"c'est un mensonge Jaquèline c'est un....(it's a lie Jaquèline it's a.....) i couldn't conclude the final word " lie" with letters, i felt like i have swallowed an overdose aspirin tablets, the thoughts of Na'ims dead wasn't in my plans, may be she's just lying i crawled out of the kitchen and Alhmdll umma was back
"umma is it true?" i asked trying so hard to deny my ears on wat Jaquèline said.
But umma's reaction has shown it all,
"Na'im is dead" i said moving backwards incompatible. My tears were on strike, so i called em off and just on time waiting for my call they hurriedly escaped from my freezing eyes down to my cheeks, the tears were so hurt may be they boiled themselves before coming out. I ran back to my room shooting the door soundly,
"innalillahi wa'ina illaihir rajiun, innalillahi wa'ina illaihir rajiun" i mustered like 7 times then grab on my phone and dialed his number
I do hste this stupid patronizing woman who just spoke up instead of my Na'im

"the MTN number you are trying to call is currently switch off, please try again later thank you"

Lahaula walaqu wata ila billah, innalillahi wa'ina illaihir rajiun.
My heart was already hurting so much to the extent that i couldn't endeavour the pain. It eas a state of shatters and shambles, my was spinning roumd and round all of a sudden i felt dizzy my legs couldn't take me anymore, i felt back on my bed and buried my face in my pillow sobbing uncontrollably.
A soft hand touched my shoulders and dat was when i realized i was at home, umma knelt infront of me and took my face in her fluffy hands

"don't cry Zubaina" she tried saying worry evidence in her tone

Like Seriously? She was just as worried as i am, bjt here trynna comfort me, she need some comfort too well watever i couldn't resist from the tears
"remember Zubaina, fa ina ma'al usri yusra(for every hardship there's a ease), and kulli nafsun za'i qatul maut(for every soul shall taste d bitterness of death), so please Zubaina stop crying and pray for him okay..." she ended up hugging me tighter feeling like i dislocate my spine,
"now get ready and let's go visit the house" she said braking the hug.

I still felt the ache in my heart, why did he let me get so close to him if he knows it wouldn't lasted
"Astaghfirullah" i muttered for questioning the judgement of the all knowing,
"ya Allah forgive me" my eyes were so boiled, so was my nose.
"Just 3 days to our wedding and he is....." i stopped and sobbed bitterly drawing a red hijab from my wardrobe and head out to meet umma.
So mamy questions running in my mind, why did umma hid it from me? Wen did he passed away? So many questions which i couldn't asked dat moment.
This is the saddest day of my life.

"Ya Allahu, ya rahman, ya rahimu ya Qudus ya muzullu, ya sami'u, ya gaffuru, ya hafizu, hakkamu, Ya malikal mulk, ya muhyi wa mummit, ya hayyu ya Qayyum let the innocent soul of Na'im rest in jannatul firdaus, let him have peace in his grave" i prayed as umma was driving slowly to there street, she pepped at me from the mirror with an unpleasant expression

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