Faryah

24.

------------- Los Angeles, California.

-------------------- Lily's Hospital(next morning)

I opened my eyes again as I looked around my room. It wasn't the one I was in yesterday. It was more furnished. There were couches and a table with magazines and some other pretty flowers. It was all more beautiful and much more comfortable.

Yesterday was the best and worst day of my life. Yeah I was very happy I got my voice back, that I could finally say words out loud now. It had been a long dream of mine and It had finally come true. The happiness I was feeling couldn't be expressed in any way.

The Coma I fell into made me remember my past, who I truly was, my true Identity that GrandPa hid from me, for a reason I didn't know of, a reason I couldn't bring myself to try and understand. Why would he possibly hide that I wasn't his real granddaughter and that I and Khalid aren't supposed to be in this situation. Firdaus was the one that was supposed to be married to him. Not me. Their blood didn't run in my veins, they had been deceiving me all this while. I have never felt this angry in my life, like ever. Why would they possibly hide me from my family?, for my safety?. My mind raced to what I remembered as I slept through my Coma.

Flashback

--------------Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

---------------------- July 19th 2003.

Afternoon

I was enjoying my sweets as I sat on my small chair in the salon, looking at the mirror. This was my favourite salon, they had free gummy bears and lollies for kids like me. I was almost done treating my hair. Ummah had sent me and Nanny Aisha to the Salon to treat my hair because I had dandruff. It made my hair itchy and Ummah decided for Nanny Aisha to take me to the Salon. 

" Fauziyyah" Nanny Aisha called as she came to where I sat. " We're done okay, we'll head home now" She said as she helped me take off the cover cloth that was put round my neck to avoid dirt on my dress. " Yayy!!, I'm going to play with Farouky" I squealed as I got down the chair with Nanny Aisha holding my hand tightly.

The lights suddenly went out in the Salon, everything became a little bit dark. Everyone in the Salon began to make complains. We suddenly heard a small squeal come from beside me, I widened my tiny eyes with fear as I watched Nanny Aisha fall to the ground beside me. I gasped and the other ladies screamed and rushed out. I wanted to follow them but I couldn't leave Nanny Aisha here alone. I bent down to help her get up, we didn't even see the person that hit her clearly. I felt a hand tighten their hold around my waist as they used a small hankie to cover my nose as I inhaled a nice perfume on the hankie. I slowly closed my eyes as I inhaled the perfume.

Night time

I groaned as I opened my eyes to meet myself in pitch darkness. Darkness creeped me out, ghosts and funny clowns could jump out of nowhere and eat me up. " Hello" I called and heard my voice echo back to me. How did I even get here?. " Is anyone here?" I called again and I got my same question as an answer. I heard a door lock being turned and opened and the lights in the area I was were finally turned on. I was in a large room, there were many hospital beds around and I was crawled up in a corner. " Hey kid" I heard a man say as I got up to get a closer look at him. He was very tall like Abbah. He had dark long curly hair. He knelt down in front of me and placed his hand at the top of my head.

" Are you lonely?" he asked with a sweet voice as I looked at him straight in the eye. I nod my head and looked at my purple converse. " Where's my Ummah and Abbah?" I asked as I looked at him again. " You can't see them again, they are gone" he answered as he poked my cheeks with his pinkie. I moved a little away from him and he followed. " My Abbah and Ummah can never leave me alone" I whined. " They did" he said again. " They did not" I cried again, my Ummah said she wasn't going to ever leave my side. " My Ummah will never leave" I screamed as I raced towards the door. He caught up with me and I felt a sharp pain go across my left cheek. I fell down on the floor due to the pain. " You think you can run huh" he yelled at me again as I felt a kick in my stomach. I winced in pain as I held my stomach tighter. He knelt down beside me as pulled a chunk of my hair making me look into his eyes. I needed to think quick. I bit his hand and he let go of my hair chunk and I rushed away from him. I needed to find my Ummah.