Beyond The Scars (Rewriting As FINDING HER PACK)

Chapter 1

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Note that there will be the use of strong language and explicit scene 

NATACHA

It is a cloudy Wednesday and I sat with my mother in the waiting room at the airport whilst I wait for my flight to go back to my own house. Back to my husband. In as much as I loved my mother and was very much appreciative having her around and loved every moment I spend with her, I could not wait to see my husband anymore. One week, three days and 7 hours was long enough to go with him so instead of two whole weeks, I decided I could cut my visitation short and go back home to where I belong. Turns out that facetime does not do a very good job to keep two people connected as people claim!

'This is the final boarding call for Flight 154, heading to Salaam,' the voice sounded across the airport and I sighed standing up.

'And that is my queue to leave,' I said and my mom stood up and hugged me.

'Have a safe trip, baby,' she whispered in my ears and I squeezed a little before pulling out of the hug, holding her hand in mine.

'I will and do stay healthy, mom,'

'You, don't worry about me, I will be fine, just go before you miss your flight,'

'Oh, are you chasing me away now? Wouldn't you be happy to have me for one more day?' I pretended to suckle and my mom shock her head no.

'No, I can't stand your weaning any longer, just go back to your husband and spare me the misery of hearing how much you miss him and how useless facetiming,'

'Come on, I am not that bad,' I grinned.

'You know you are and if you think you are going to have here you for one more day if you miss that flight, you are mistaken, I will get you there myself even if it means I have to drive across the country for nine damn hours,'

'Okay, I guess, I am that bad,'

I pulled my mom in another hug before I started running towards the my designated gate waving bye at her.

'Wait, wait, wait,' I shouted as I watched the gates being closed.

'Are you boarding the flight to Salaam?' the security asked and I nodded.

'Sorry for the delay,' I muttered showing him my ticket and he let me in.

I got to the plane and once I found my seat in the first class section, I threw myself in it and sighed, closing my eyes and took a moment to catch my breath. The way too familiar precautions were said out, before I felt the plane move along the runway. After a while, I felt relaxed and I opened my eyes again. No one was in the seat next to me so that means no meaningless conversation with some stranger. I could make use of that. I took a glance at my watch and it was 10 minutes past eleven. Getting to Salaam is a two hour flight so that meant by 1:15, I would be landing. I took out my iPod and stuck them into my ears, listening to Lewis Calpadi.

***

'Once again, good day, ladies and gentlemen, we have reached our destination and we are about to land, please put your seat belt on for safety and thank you for flying with Safari,'

The flight attended voice woke me up from my nap and I sat up straight in my seat checking the time on my watch.

1313hrs

Perfect. I had enough time to go to the Mall and get ingredients for Daniel's favourite meal I planned on preparing before he gets home.

Once we were given a go ahead to get off the plan, I dashed out my seat, too excited to waste a minute. I waited for my luggage and once I had them, I hailed one of the airport cabs and have him drive me to Moonshine Mall.