The next day, which was Saturday, Bilal woke up with a very high fever.
He managed and prayed fajr in his room, and went back under his cozy blanket, but still he kept shivering.
"Mashukhat where is Bilal?".
Mummy asked, sitting on a chair on the dinning table.
"Mum he is not out yet".
She replied, placing a fork on dad's plate of sliced cucumber and apple, who was all these while looking at them.
"He should be out for breakfast. Let me check on him".
She said, standing up and went to his room.
She said, salam, knocked the door but he didn't answer, so she turned the knob and entered.
She gasped when she saw him shivering under the heavy blanket.
she rushed to him, feeling his body temperature.
"Ohhh my Allah!".
She exclaimed, and ran to the toilet, grabbed a towel, and a bowl filled with water and ran back into the room.
She soaked the towel and started moping his body, until his temperature subsided.
"Bilal my dear, sorry".
She said, kissing his forehead.
He smiled at her and kissed her back on her cheeks.
Mother's love is unique 👌
She went out and brought him his breakfast of pancake and cream tea.
She fed him like a child, and lay him back on his bed.
She kissed him again and went out.
Bilal grabbed his phone and dialed Yusrah's number, and on the first ring she picked up.
"Angel".
He whispered, closing his eyes, succumbing to her love.
"Bilal".
"How was your night beauty?".
"It was fine, Alhamdulillah and yours?".
"Mine too, but I woke up today with a very high fever".
"SubhanAllah. So sorry. How are you feeling now? Is your temperature normal? Are you feeling better? Have you taken medicine? Have you.......".
"Hey its OK...am feeling much better. Now don't you worry yourself OK?"
She sighed. She didn't even know she asked so much questions.
"Okay but please do take medicine OK?".
She said at the verge of tears. Hoe could he fall sick when she loves him so much!
"OK I will baby...so how is my Abba?".
"He is fine".
She replied, smiling.
She love the way he respect her parents.
"Baby?".
She smiled shyly, the way he called her baby, ehn!
"Uhmm".
"I will keep on praying for you. I will never lose hope of marrying you.
I will pray hard for you baby.
Because I love you. I will make you my wife one day."She grinned, but didn't reply. Her mouth was shut. Such words took her to cloud nine, to the moon and jupiter, and she was sitting right there in her room!
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On The Wings Of Dream
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