"Indeed Allah will not change the condition of a people until they change what is in themselves." Quran: 13:11
We all have to change ourselves before we see a miraculous change in our life, we have to be good people in order to achieve good rewards, May Allah continue to make it easy on all of us.
Samirs pov
They all say that 'everything happens for a reason' i believed it or rather i used to, not anymore, it just doesn't make sense to me now.
What reason?
Allah knows i am not questioning Him, i have complete trust in Him, it's just human thinking.
Camera around my neck, i kick a small stone and continue walking aimlessly around the parking lot of the hospital, yes hospital, my dad has been hospitalized two days ago.
And that's what is not making sense to me, i mean what is the reason behind it?
Ya Rab forgive me for thinking like that.
I continue walking around the hospital, i know this hospital since i can remember, it's our family hospital.
I check the time on my wrist watch, it's 3:08pm almost asr, i should get back in.
Once i reach the entry door, i almost clash with Aunt Tasneem and baby Affan.
Uncle Ibrahims dad is in the hospital as well, so Aunt Sarah left Affan here to go visit her father in law.
"Where are you going?" I ask; "Mahir and Sulaiha are here, i will show them their way in." She replies, and i roll my eyes, i don't like her co-wife.
"Does she have to come?" I ask, she chuckles; "Hush." She says and hand me Affan, she made her way and we enter the hospital.
In the waiting area, i sat on the chair with Affan on my lap, sucking his thumb.
I remove his tiny thumb from his mouth; "Since when did you start sucking your fingers?" I ask and roll my eyes, as if he can hear me.
He made a protesting sound, i shake my head at him; "No habibi, if you're hungry your milk is inside your baby bag ok?" He still put back his thumb.
Ugh! Can't he hear me?
I remove the finger again and put it in my mouth, and for some unknown reason it made him laugh and i couldn't help but laugh as well, he has two little teeth growing.
He is growing up so fast, it's beautiful and scary at the same time, he can crawl now.
"Look at you, so cute together." Uncle Mahir says amusedly. "You're good with kids, I'll also bring my kids." She has two kids, i laugh.
Sulaiha snorts and roll her eyes, i roll my eyes at her too.
Abhi is sleeping, and we aren't allowed inside because he needs his rest, mama Zainab is at home, she slept with him last night, so she went to freshen up.
Affan is playing with the camera around my neck, he even has the guts to put the lens in his mouth.
Lucky him i like him.
"I am still surprised that Sarah gave birth to this beautiful kid." Sulaiha says, chewing gum mannerless(ly). "What do you mean habibty?" Uncle Mahir ask her softly, he still loves his wife.
She chuckles; "You know that mannerless and ugly Sarah gave birth to this surprisingly good looking child, he must have took it from his dad." And she continue laughing.
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Unfixable fixing
General FictionHe is the broken she tries mending. He is broken. He is bitter. She is sweet. He is an introvert. She is an extrovert. He is the unfixable she tries fixing.