His Damsel In Distress .

10

Beeep beeep beep!!

"What's with the sound " I mentally groaned.

"Or am I having my nightmares again " I thought again.

"Why can't I open my eyes " I mentally thought again.

"Oh my Allah, Am I dead ,oh no " I frantically exclaimed.

"Doctor!!! I could hear screaming.

"Huh" I'm confused.

"She's waking up " a voice spoke out as I opened one eyes hissing at the blinding light.

I coughed out signalling for water as it was brought for me. After taking it all, I looked around and saw my dad looking at me wide eyed.

"Papa what am I doing here "? I asked.

" I didn't hear you come down and since it's a weekend, I knew you weren't at the company so I checked your room and saw you sprawled on the floor, I thought I lost you " My dad spoke out with tears in his eyes.

My mind went back to this morning, I remembered standing up to brush my teeth and go for breakfast but felt dizzy and that was the last thing I could remember.

"Dad, it's okay, I'm fine " I reassured him.

"I'll go get you food " he said.

I nodded in reply.

"Doctor I'd like to ask you something please, what's wrong with me? I've really been feeling this dizziness but shrugged it off, please tell me first before my dad, because whatever it is I don't know if he can handle it "

The doctor hesitated at first and said the most unexpected words " Miss, you have cancer, apparently your mom passed it down".

I was stunned with quivering lips, I started shaking, my eyes threatening to spill out tears.

"Oh my Allah " I exclaimed with tears looking at the doctor I said " um can you not tell my dad please, I'd tell him myself please ".

The doctor was reluctant at first before he accepted leaving the room.

I crawled into a ball and cried my eyes.

"What's happening, so my dad will be all alone again " I choked out.

I quickly sat up, cleaning my eyes as I heard my Dad's voice.

"Here I got you some good food to regain you---,Afrah have you been crying, your face is swollen " he asked in a worried voice.

"No dad, just the effect of the injections given to me " I managed to say.

"Let me call the doctor " he suggested.

"No, no It's okay dad " I reassured him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After being discharged, I ran up to my room throwing myself on my bed crying.

I don't know how long I cried but I got distracted from a notification from instagram, telling me about a post from a page I was following. I wanted ignoring but I was drawn to the words.

Sometimes Allah tests us in the most unexpected ways, just believe in him and all will be well. Use your time wisely, spend time with your family and friends because you might not get that time again.

The words sank deep making me clean my eyes and snotty nose, standing up to make wudhu. After praying, I read my Quran dozing off in the process.

Afrah! I turned around to the sound of the voice.

"Mom" I gasped out.

She smiled at me at a distance. "Listen afrah, don't let the news of your sickness weigh you down, don't cry too much because no one can Change the decree of Allah. Instead make use of the time you have, live, laugh, love. Make a bucket list, be happy, make your dad happy, fall in love and just maybe Allah will send down his endless miracles to you.

"But mom --" I cried out.

"Shh, it's okay, I'm always here " she reassured me fading away.

I groaned waking up, gasping as I remembered the dream which made me smile as I made wudhu for Magrib.

Read. Comment. Like. Share.
❤❤