Flashback:i can clearly remembered how my beloved mom died right in front of my eyes, when I can't bring myself to stop crying.
I was seven years old when my mom became sick. When I asked my dad what's wrong with my mom,
he said "ashmal my love, don't worry your mom will be ok" , but when he said that if feels as if he just want me to be strong for my mom. But then I asked him again, but this time I told him to tell me I can handle it. "Ashmal, when You grow up, you will understand what is going on. With that I was a little bit convinced that my mom will be ok , then my dad left for the doctors. I stared at my mom suffering I asked her.
"Mom!!! What's wrong with you? I don't like it when you are sick" ashmal said to her sick mom while crying furiously.
Struggling to talk she stared vomiting blood from her mouth and nose and the machines where beeping unstoppable. Then she spoke.
" ash..mall, a..aam sorry...."then she cough struggling to tell me to be strong.
"Mom please don't leave me and papi" still crying.
" baby (cough)... you know( cough).. that I ...(cough) and your ..(cough)..papi love you(cough), be strong for me". She gave me a weak smile , she started saying her last prayers then my dad rush in with the doctors. I went and hugged my dad
" papi, she is gone right?"
Tears threaten to come out of his eyes but he is trying his best not to let them fall down.
"Papi, momma is gone" said while letting my the tears in my eyes.
" my dear, be strong"
"Papi why did she leave us"
He slowly swift his head and said
"Allah loves her most" he said rubbing off the tears from the corner of his eye.
"Habibity be strong kinji yar ta?"
I nod my head looking at my lifeless mother on the sick bed still can't believe she is gone.
After my mum died, my dad married another wife named fauziyya. She took care of me, loved me but then everything changed. Papi pampered me and loved me more than his wife that was the cause of her hatred towards me because my dad loves me more than her. Sometimes she calls me names, sometimes it leads to beating.
One morning my dad had a stroke and was paralyzed one side, he can't talk or walk, I felt as if I was having a nightmare.
He was rushed to the hospital but unfortunately Almighty God loves him most. When I heard the most shocking news about my Dad's death I was in a coma for one month. But before my dad died he told me to always have sabir in you and don't disrespect your mother because she is now your mother and father.
End of flashback.
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