The Hijabi's Best Friend.

3. Arrived!

"Wake up Liya, we shall be landing in few minutes, " Mumma said caressing my face and tugging my baby hairs inside my hijab.

I struggled to open my eyes as I was in a very deep sleep.

As I opened my eyes I saw a beautiful charming face smiling at me. It was Mumma.

I smiled back and kissed her cheek. " I love you, Mumma," I said.

"I love you more Liya," she said gently kissing my forehead.

Hurray, we arrived. We finally arrived in Toronto.

We took our hand-carry bags and headed towards the exit door. I was still in search of that guy who pulled my hijab. But damn, I did not see his face clearly, I just saw his eyes. How I am gonna find him? I wanted to teach him a good lesson.

I kept searching for amber eyes. But I gave up, yeah I decided if he meets me even after years I will smack him down. How dare he! That was the lesson I was talking about.😏

We moved out of the plane through a passenger boarding bridge. We collected our luggage from the baggage carousel. Omg, we had 5-6 luggage bags.

"So sad, so bad, no I can't see you helping us, Mister Mad, when in this century you will help us huh? " I said.

"Shut up Liya, now come on and help me collect the luggage," Mad said.

"Yeah yeah, you will need my help, here give it to me," I said rolling my eyes and grabbing a big luggage bag from his hands.

*Smack*

"Call me Mahad, not Mad do you understand?" Mahad said smacking my arm.

"I call you Mad because Mahad you ARE Mad, I stated a fact!" I yelled and ran from him.

He tried to pull my jacket to catch hold of me but yo am good at escaping situations like these.

"Stop it! Both of you," Leena said moving away from us.

"Okay fine," Mahad said.

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We finally came out near the arrivals terminal.

My heart was beating 200 times per minute since I was super excited to meet my Dad after so long.

My eyes searched for a tall tanned bearded figure, with glasses and a cap on his head. Yes, I searched for my Dad in the whole crowd at the Toronto airport.

And finally, my eyes landed on him. He was gesturing his hand towards us.

My Dad is a lovable father, he always motivated us. He is protective of course. Affection is his middle name. He had provided all the necessities in our lives even in bad circumstances.

Moreover, he respected and loved my mother with all his heart.

Yeah, people, I forgot to tell my Dad is a hardworking man, who had struggled in his life a lot, but now he had attained a successful position in his life with all of his hard work.

Anyone can be a Father, but it takes a real man to be a Dad.

And finally, my eyes landed on him. He was gesturing his hand towards us.

"Dad! there he is, " I yelled enthusiastically, pointing towards him.

I almost cried when I saw him. My heart felt heavy and I burst out crying. This year was the only year in my life I was away from my Dad.

I ran and hugged him with a bang on his chest. Tears dripping from my eyes.

I felt happy and relaxed.