Hajara's Journey (A Love Story)

Chapter thirteen

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I heard Kamal's worried voice before the line went dead.
I covered my mouth as I sobbed silently not wanting to disturb the others but it was already late. They heard me earlier on.

"What is it? "Hanna came with Saud and Zaara trailing behind her. From the look of things, they were eavesdropping but that was an issue for another day.

"Grandma it's  grandma she was coughing really bad and the line went dead. "

"But I thought you were talking to darling Kamal " Zaara said earning a pinch from Hanna.

"Have you tried calling her again." Saud asked
"No" I cried as realisation hit me.

I quickly took my phone and tried Kamal's line but he wasnt answering. I tried two more times but it was still the same.

I became hysteric as I tied my grandmas own but it went straight to voicemail. This time around I didn't know what to do.

" I can't loose her I cried as I hugged Hanna I can't  I can't I screamed again "

"You are not going to loose her dear. Have faith and I'm sure in Sha Allah everything is going to be OK. So now it's is what we are going to do I'm going to call my mum so she goes over and sends us a feed back as soon as possible "

I nooded not trusting my voice to say anything.

"No mama no papa no family! Only you my grandma please don't leave me "

Xxx

Hanna POV

Immediately I was out of the room I called my mom and informed her about what was going on. She begun to panic to .

After sometime she cooled down as she hurried to get her car keys promising to call us as soon as possible.

I went to the kitchen to prepare four cups of hot chocolate and with nutella for Hajara. Although she denied it I realized this combination always soothed her when she was tensed or angry.

I made my way into her room Her head was on Zara's lap while Suad stood at the far end of the room looking at Hajara with a teary eye. I placed the tray on the floor giving the one with nutella to Hajara as I passed the rest to the girls.

I watched as Hajara sat up with her teary face as she sipped the drink. Not long after she fell asleep and I covered her as we made our way out of her room. I picked her phone with me to avoid disturbance.

I lay on my bed as I waited for my mom to call. I hated sad days. I hated it when everyone was sad. Hajaras ring tone brought me out of my thoughts.

"Hey Hajy "

"Kamal? "I asked unsure if it was him
"Yh can I please speak with Hajara?" he asked in a bored tone
"she's asleep right now but how's grandma? "
"She's doing better now.

She had high fever and malaria and they are still running some test to figure out the cause of the blood in her cough. Apart from that she's fine and receiving some drips. "
"Thanks very much Kamal Hajara will call you as soon she wakes up. May Allah bless you abundantly. "

"Ameen Good night it's already night here"
I heard him sigh before the line went dead .
I walked out of my room to inform the girls fortunately Hajara was already awake when I got in.

"That was a rather short nap " I said as I sat beside hajjo.
"Yh yh but has any of you taken my phone "
"Yh it's with me I didn't want to disturb you. Erm Kamal called your phone earlier he said grandma is having a high fever and malaria but they are still running some test to figure out the cause of the blood in her cough. But currently she's asleep. "
"Aww poor Kamal may Allah bless him abundantly. " Zaara commented
"Ameen" we all answered before dispersing to our rooms.

Hajara

Today was exactly a week since my grandma fell ill. After waking up I spoke with her. But I learnt from Hanna's mom that she fell into coma for three straight days before reviving again. Several test were conducted on her but the cause of the illness was still not known.

But surprisingly she was recovering very fast and even now she can stand and take her bath by herself.

Although I was relieved but that lingering feeling of not knowing what was wrong kept hunting me. The fear of the unknown always made me scared. But who was I to complain? All I can do at this time is to pray to God.

As for Kamal, he's nothing but an angel. Our angel! He had to lodge in a hotel till my grandma was okay. No matter how much I thanked him, he still brushed it of as I'd it was normal and I couldn't be more grateful!

Mama, Hanna's mom had to convince him before he left for Accra to be with his dad.

Now the problem was I didn't want my grandma to live alone. Mama tried convincing her but she will not hear of it. I was to scared for her and I had to call her on video call to beg on my knees. I guescthat worked cause she agreed to stay there until she fully recovers then eventually go back home.

We all agreed in that because knowing my grandma, there is no way she was going to leave her own house for someone's she hated the feeling of depending on someone.  That's why when things became hard and food started becoming a problem she planted some vegetables at the backyard to keep us going. And I was always proud of her.

I stretched my self and rolled to the other side of the bed to pick up my phone. I wanted to be destructed.

Anytime I thought about the times things were difficult for us oh also thought about my parents.
It broke my heart but what can I do? I tried my best to know them.

But no one was willing to give me an explanation. I tried and if they really wanted me, they would have tried to look for me. But I guess everything didn't turn out that way. And I promised myself I wasn't going to shed a single tear on them.

But what about my relatives? Was my mom or dad the only child on my grandma?
Didn't I have uncles or aunts. Or didn't my grandma have a family?
The more I thought about it the more everything became strange to me.

Thinking about it again my grandma hardly made friends it was only Hanna's mom and that  was due to my relationship with Hana.

I sighed as I felt some headache creeping in.

"my life is so messy! "I muttered as I tried to sleep.

That night I tossed and tossed myself but I guess sleep was far away from me.

I was only able to sleep when the sun was up.

And in as much as I tried to open my eyes it kept on closing .
"You can never cheat nature " I whispered as sleep took over me.

Xxx

It was new year already and as usual school has resumed for the second semester to begin.
I sat in the lecture hall with Dunia my course mate and friend from Pakistan. Our class was over for the day and I watched as she struggled to tie her long thick hair into a bun before we walked out of the lecture  hall.

Not long after I slumped my tired body on the bed, my phone started ringing and it was no other but Kamal . O yh we had became pretty close on his return.

And surprisingly, everyone was happy with our relationship. Or that was what I thought.

I slide the to pick up the phone conversing till it was time for magrib.

After prayers,i walked into the kitchen to get some sandwiches before bidding the girls good night.

Hello guys,
I know it's been long since I updated. And I'm the worst when it comes to updating. I know. I'm sorry about that.
Also I know most of you are filling like the story is not moving.
I'm sorry you have to keep up with this filler chapters to like the next two or three chapters. Where the real action will take place. And I myself can't  wait. Please bear with me and

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