FATE

CHAPTER THREE

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"No!Don't touch me!...Help! " I shouted but he keep coming closer his face hidden by the darkness surrounding us, He laughed at my weak attempt while I continued shouting for help. He is closing in on me, suddenly i jolted awake. It is all a dream,I am safe but in an unfamiliar environment. I started panicking, where am I?  This is not my room.

"Noor! Noor!"she startle me making me aware of where I was." You are safe my girl, relax nothing will happen to you okey," she said holding my head in both palms, looking straight into my frightened eyes and then she hugged me and  for a while It felt like everything g is going to be okey, just like she said.

After I felt more calm, she stood up to leave for her room but I held her hand.

" Please don't leave me, am scared" I said in a tiny voice. She didn't  say anything she came round the bed and made space for herself beside me. Still trembling from the impact of the dream, releasing new fits of sobs.

"Nooriyya calm down, everything will be alright. I am here with you " she says rocking me slowly until my body started to relax  before sleep consumes me once again.

The next morning, I woke up around 9am. I can't remember the day I slept this long, missing subhi prayer. I quickly jumped out of bed into the bathroom

I came out from the toilet with a towel draped on my body, i stood  before the mirror I came face to face with my reflection, wincing at hoe dreadful I look . My eyes are gloomy and dull and also puffy from too much crying, my hand instinctively fell on my stomach, tears escaping my eyes. My life has been tainted, I have been ruined. Who would want someone like me, my life has made a drastic turn who knew I will be pregnant with a bastard one day, pregnancy without marriage is frowned upon in our society and our religion.If not formy dad is already dead this would have definitely kill him, his daughter having a child out of wedlock. What will I ever do with my life, how would I start from here and what does the future holds for the unborn baby growing in mu womb.

"Ya Allah what ever will I do with this baby, ya Allah it will only remind my of the evil done to me, of my life that was snatched from me, oh Allah kill it before it even comes out ". I prayed while I cried bitterly.

"Subhanallah, au'uzubillah... kul! Don't ever say that" hajiya Mairo said coming it my room. She hugged me, patting my back slowly. " don't ever repeat that!" She scolded, she continued " trial is part of being human and part of your ibada do not lose hope , Allah knows why things are this way and he will surely get you out of it " she said in a motherly tone while I cry into her shoulder.

She sat me down on the bed, telling me soothing words that will calm me down. She urged me to were something from the cloths she gave me when I first arrived at her home, it belonged to her daughter.

"Look at me, I know you are going through a lot now, if you want to talk about anything, anything at all don't hesitate to come to me" she said and I nodded in understanding, realising how lucky I was to have her by my side when even my family had abandoned me.

I learnt she's a nurse at the hospital she saw me at  and shes now on her annual leave,her husband died a year ago and she has only one daughter who is married and living with her husband and two children in Qatar. Her daughter's name is safiyya, bit they call her soofie, she has twin daughters nimrah and nawal.

She asked about my school and if I ever want to continue. I told her of how much I want to go to school and how my stepmom is against it. She promised to send me back to school, and take care of me and my pregnancy. She didn't ask about it but I know she is curious but she didn't say.