OUR JOURNEY TO FREEDOM

chapter 4 :Hating Tomorrow

Assalaamu alaikum beautiful people , we've made it to humanity#72 .
Thanks for your support, i know we'll sail to the top In shaa Allah!!!

Wednesday April 22 2020.

It is one of those days when MAJAB'S VILLA experienced silence. Moon and stars trek to darkness , no more shadows creep , the day tomorrow was what Asmau hated the most..

In a state of confusion and despair , she tries composing herself but fails miserably..
One hand was her fight with Kamal , he returned here devastated and blamed her for his misfortune. Just when he wanted to taste her , his damsel, she disappears into thin air. His dream of their romantic moment got shattered all by Asmy's carelessness. On the other hand is her younger brother, uthman whose love for Ray knows no boundaries .

Indeed fate had a way of getting back at her. She wonders what she shall tell Uthman Tomorrow. It was late hence she couldn't think of anything.

Uthman is Majab's immediate brother , identical in anyway but the scar on his left ear , one he got from the past . That is a story for another day..

Asmau drifts away from the land of the living. Even in her sleep she wished she had super powers to prolong the night and discard Tomorrow like a backlash but that was an unfortunate wish . Her luxury stood no chance to make her dream a reality.

Sometimes humans act as though they are the most powerful, worshipping Allah like they are doing Him a big favour, outsmarting the less privileged every now and then forgetting there would come a time when they'll be no more . A time they'll be left alone with their deeds , standing before Allah , too late a time for people like Asmau . There wouldn't be a second chance for the God of the poor is Just.

Chirping of birds in the garden wakes Her up. She is not one who observes prayers on time. As it is , it is already eight am . Cursing the annoying birds under her breath, she lazily freshens up after which she reluctantly observed her missed prayer.

Asmau employed a maid after Ray's disappearance since she hates doing "stinky" jobs..
living with a person like Asmau meant doing everything to perfection.
Rukaiya hated arguing with her boss so she always did her best . Asmau being the tigress of their time meant she plays hard to please , finding one or two reasons to complain about her work.

Rukaiya sets breakfast on the dining table and goes to call her boss..
"Good morning Madam, breakfast is ready"

Asmau had no energy for complains or whatsoever , she sips her green tea and dismisses her maid for reasons only known to her. Perhaps she needs no witness to the blunder approaching.

Rukaiya was surprised she could retire home ealry. Being a single mother and having to work under a person society hates to call a woman was a deathtrap for her . She hopes she heard right as she doesn't want to have issues with her boss the next day. Rukaiya packs her stuffs into her jute bag and heads home . She is very happy she'll be able to spend sometime with her little price , Suabir . He will equally be happy to see her home too since he missed their night plays . From giving accounts of his day to listening to beautiful tales about the prophets of Allah.

Suabir was only seven years old . Care free and innocent. A child any mother will want to have . He is just adorable, the way he asks about everything he sees and learning new things . Suabir is a kid who wants to be listened to at anytime. Just give him toys or icecream and you'll be free to do you work , Typically, how every child is .

To make ends meat , his mother leaves him with their Neighbor, Nazeeha who loves to be his guardian angel till his mom returns home. He gets to play with her kids , Ali , lateefa and Abdul Malik. The later is his class mate and close friend.
Nazeeha was the sister and mother Rukaiya never had during her past . Her mother died when she was just five .she was her listening ears and strength. She became a family with time and a pearl she shall cherish forever. Seeing people like Nazeeha one can say minute kindness exists out there. Not all the stones in the wilderness is hard like Asmau . Some are soft and beautiful like Nazeeha .

The honk of a car disrupts her thoughts.
Undoubtedly , she knew it was Uthman.
"Talk of the devil and he is bound to appear"
The battle begins with Angry beads of sweat trailing down her stiff body , making her uncomfortable. With trembling hands she paces to and fro like a thief caught his act.

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uthman : Assalaamu Alaikum warahmatullahi wabarikatuh.
Asmau : wa alaikum salaam

..Uthman enters the living room..

How have you been Ukhty? It's been a while..

Asmau : (hostily answers)..giving her brother the cold treatment he has become accustomed to ! I am not very well..

Uthman : oh i see , that explains why you look pale..giving her the utmost respect as his elderly sister , he silently prays for her :"may Allah grant you shifaa"

Asmau : Ameen

I see no sign of my pretty angel , she should be running and smiling ear to ear around me , i remember our last visit well , we didn't have a fight.
Besides i have got her some gifts too..
Where is my confident Ray?

....Asmau begins her fictitious story....

I sent her on an errand . She is gone to Zubby for my medication , .she should be back in 40 minutes or more since she just left...

How many times should i say this ? Zubby's place is quiet far for crying out loud , i hate it when you do this Asmy ....shameless men prying their eyes on my brother's only child , is this too much to ask for ? Why do you keep making things hard for this teenager. The last time she came here running and exhausted saying guys were after her . Today she'll probably come with a different story.

Enough Uthman , stop being dramatic. It's not like i have sent her out alone. She went with kamal...

Omg! You trust this Kamal guy so much and you know i don't like him . Besides don't you see the way he looks at Rayan ?

Hey Uthman, she is like his younger sister okay , nothing else . It's not what you're thinking.

Well i hope so , but please be careful of how you send ray on errands.. i can't loose her too , please ukhty .

Oh Uthman, don't be paranoid about this . I trust they'll be here soon . And we won't loose our dearest niece .
She gives the best fake smile she could produce...

Uthman hands over the package to Asmau to be given to Ray on his behalf. He had a meeting to attend in the next hour..
He left with a sad smile and a promise to return in a couple weeks

This was the first time he visited without meeting Ray after his brother's demise. He promised to make her happy in any way possible , if her dad had only been here .(the thought of his elder brother makes him want to cry , he assures himself he shall meet him in Paradise, where they'll continue from where they stopped and have their happily ever after ..)

He ignites the engine and off he went ..

Asmau felt relaxed . This is unlike Uthman , he spends about 3 to 4 hours anytime he visits. Reading and writing reviews, playing scrabble and volley was his and Ray's endearment. The duo's moment was always a moment every photographer shall want to capture!

Rayan has grown to like her uncle. After her bestfriend he has been her source of happiness and motivation. He always reminded her about how happy her dad would be had he been here to witness how well she is performing in school and how she is almost through with her memorization. He assures her majab was in the best place and Allah loved him the most. Uthman became her superhero with time.
He calls her confidence for he became a hero only by her encouragement and trust .
That was how confidence became Ray's pen name...

Uthman missed her badly . He hopes she was safe wherever she was with that lunatic . Something about kamal keeps him off . He always acts uncomfortable around him and finds a reason to leave Majab's villa anytime he was around.
His intentions weren't pure , for that he can attest .

                 @Maryamahmad043

How did it go ?
Who are those planning to teach Asmau a lesson..
And those wanting to tell Uthman the truth..

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I was stuck with school work..
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