'Laila, can you meet me after class?', asked Mr. Hudson.
'Do you want me to wait for you', Zulaikha stared at me
'Maybe not this time. It's probably about my grades', I smiled swiping my hands on her shoulders.
I walked up to the stairs slowly as I get near the rectangular table.
'How are you with your study?',
'It's a productive progress', he gave a laugh.
'I hope that it continues', my hands were shaking. I must have failed a subject or literally every subject.
'I actually met one of my colleagues who is looking for a student to run errands for his research. Also, he's a doctor',
My jaws dropped.
'Did you tell him I'd be gladly to volunteer?',
'Ha ha.. I've reckoned you would want this. Also, this will be a great chance for you to continue medicine if you like',
Medicine?
I lowered my head down.
Being a doctor is every person's dreams pursuing medicine. I failed at it once, accepting that I'm not qualified to be a doctor.
'This may be a challenging path for you but comfort is your worst enemy', he said.
.. yet he's right.
'I heard your story and here I am to help you get back to your path', he passed on a paper. 'Think about it',
I called Mouadh to ask for his opinions. 'My wife's dreams is to become a doctor?'? He yelled out excitedly. 'Go for it, love! You do not know where it may lead you to',
'I'm scared. There's this anxiety of it. Mouadh, I've failed at it once. Don't you think it's possible that I may have failed at this again?',
'I'm not to decide where your future leads to. Have faith in Allah. You'll do fine. Take this chance first and you'll decide if you should continue this',
yet this man is also right.
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Always. (Islamic Story)
SpiritualLaila Humaira who thinks she had all the love she was going for. Comes a dashing green-eyed guy who gives her hope on another direction of love. "Be my wife", a voice spoke in front of me blocking enough the light. He was a tall dark figure in th...
