YASMIN

Chapter Twenty-Five

Huzaifa walked into the house and at his laptop bag down,he gazed around with a sigh.He smiled down at Cake who rubbed herself against his ankles and he leaned down to pet her.

“Do you want food?” When she meowed he nodded and she followed him to her bowls that sat in the kitchen.He put water in one bowl and milk in another.He poured out some cat food which she immediately jumped to eat.

He looked around the kitchen and he wondered if Yasmin was probably at the hospital.He contemplated calling her to know if she was okay.He shook his head as he walked into his room and loosened the tie around his neck.

Let me just phone her.It won’t cost me anything.He pulled out his phone and dialed her number.After a couple of rings,her voice came through.

“As salaam mu alaykum.”

“Wa alaykum mu salaam.You still at the hospital?”

“Jee.I guess you at home neh?”

Huzaifa sat down with the phone pinned between his ear and shoulder as he pulled off his shoes,“Yeah,I’m home.What time you coming?”

“I’ll leave in about ten minutes.There’s food in the fridge,you can warm some up in the microwave.”

“I’ll wait for you to come then I’ll eat.”

“I might catch some traffic cause of the rush hour so if I can’t join you,I’ll phone.”

“Oh yeah,I forgot the rush hour is bad from that side.Call me when you near then I’ll heat up the food for us.”

“Okay.I’m just going to greet everyone then I’ll leave.”

“Give everyone my salaams.Drive safely.”

“Jee,I will.As salaam mu alykum.”

“Wa alaykum mu salaam.”

The call cut and Huzaifa made his way to the bathroom,he freshened up and performed wudhu,before changing into a t-shirt and sweatpants.He offered his salaah and at the end made dua for nana.After making dua,he decided to read Quraan and opened up to the last page he had marked.

Just as he finished his phone rang and he put his Quraan on the shelf before answering his phone.

“How far are you,Yasu?”

“I’m just turning onto Atlas so I should be home in five minutes.”

“Okay.I’ll start heating up the food.”

“See you.Bye.”

Huzaifa made his way to the kitchen and took out dishing out bowls.When he opened the fridge he spotted two pots which he presumed had the food.He took it out and smiled when he saw he guessed accurately.He opened the pots to see pasta in one and the other had chicke.What type?Don’t even ask,Huzaifa was good at eating not at knowing what his eating.He dished out the food into the bowls and set the table.He took out her favorite Lipton ice tea bottle and put a jug of water.He put the pasta to warm in the microwave and as he stood looking at the food,he did not hear the sound of the car pulling into the yard.

Yasmin grabbed her bag and phone as she got off the car,sighing in relief that she was finally home.Do not get her wrong.She loved her nana but she could not see him laying in a hospital bed,weak and on medication.Seeing him look the complete opposite of his usually joyful,talkative self took a toll on Yasmin.Her nana helped her though everything she went through,he gave her hope and his advices were stars in the dark that guided her whenever she got lost along the way.She could not help but wonder that if Allah forbid,nana had to pass away how would she deal with such a big blow to her life.She knew that life and death were all in the hands of Allah.She knew that some people die in accidents and their families are hit heavily by the lost.Others who are normal pass away without any sign and their families never anticipated the loss.She knew that even though nana was beginning to make a recovery,she had to prepare herself for the worst.Uncle Usamaa had already said that nana would be extremely weak and that now he would have to be extra careful with his health.