Unfixable fixing

Chapter Sixteen

"Show forgiveness, speak for justice and avoid the ignorant." Quran; 7:199

Always be a kind human, forgive everything and make use of the knowledge you have, support the truth and wallah i assure you it will be worth it in the end. May Al-Aziz be pleased with us, Amin.

Norahs pov

"Why tho?" I ask chuckling. "What do you mean why? Isn't is so obvious ukhti(sister)" Yunus asks, drawing the duvet up his collar bone.

"Because you talk a lot now and you literally have answer to every question." My mother answered my question.

So all of a sudden her and my brother thought it'd have been productive if i studied law, because according to them i can be a good judge, what's even the relation between economics and law?

Law has never intrigued me.

"That's not true mother." I said, putting a handful of popcorn in my mouth.

"Ya Rabbi, mother can you see what college did to our poor Norah? Oh my! Since day one i knew it wasn't a good idea and now look at her talking too much, who knows what she'll learn in her second year." My brother dramatically exclaim to the extent that he removes the duvet around him and sat up right, intertwining his finger.

I roll my eyes at him; "Shut up drama queen." I said.

He gasp; "Immi(mother) she called me a 'queen'" he whine.

"I ain't no girl i am a m-" he start again but Mama cut him off, "Shut up Yunus."

"Yea okay." He lean against the sofa, i can't help but laugh at his reaction.

We're having a family movie night and look how it turned out, none of us are even watching the tv.

Our dad is still in the office, so it's only the three of us, it's so lovely having to spend time with your family.

"Here comes the best part, shh." Yunus says paying attention to the television, this guy can lie, i can swear he has no idea what's going on in the movie.

We both ignore him.

An hour and a bowl of popcorn later dad came back.

And now we are all in the dinning room having dinner.

I moan; "I miss your cooking mum."

My mum chuckles and Yunus shook his head: "You came back almost two weeks ago, don't exaggerate." He says.

It's true, i came back 10 days ago but damn i can't help it, she's an awesome cook.

Dinner was delicious and over, Yunus and mum are doing the dishes and dad and i walk back to the living room.

"Are you enjoying your holiday?" My dad asks, we're sitting on the same couch, i inch closer to him and he wraps his arms around my shoulders.

Is he perhaps kidding me?

I am definitely enjoying my holiday.

"That should be a rhetorical question father, i don't like the school that much." I answered.

He looks interested, he removes his arms from my shoulder; "This is new, tell me more." He says scrutinizing his eyes, he has switched from dad mode and now he in his Barrister Jabir mode.

Oh yes, he is a barrister.

"No, not like i don't like it, like it, but i don't like it, do you get?" I dumbly ask, he chuckles.