The Girl in the Hijab

Preparations My Way.

     How could they be making decisions without me? I feel like I am not even apart of this family anymore. I walk back downstairs and I see my mom, Laila, Abbas, and Mehdi sitting around the table. They looked happy, not like I was.

"Salaam," I mumbled as I got a glass of water from the kitchen. I took a sip and smiled at Mehdi. I put the glass back down and walked back upstairs. I suddenly felt my foot slip on the slick wooden stairs. I fell backward and let a little scream. 

"Sakina?" I looked up to see Mehdi's face. He helped me up and I officially walked back up in shame and embarrassment. 

"She wants to get all the attention," It was Laila's voice, so annoying. I feel like she is jealous of me. She thinks I am jealous of her. She is so annoying. I got to my room and sat down on my bed and stared at my hands. I heard a knock at the door and ignored it. Then I glanced up and saw Mehdi. his hair was mixed up and his eyes were as hazel as a person's eyes could be. 

"Sakina?"

"Hmm?" I sat back up and looked at him.

"You know, you should come downstairs and help us,"

"Yeah, I could help by being a pain to everyone. I feel so....different than anyone else. Why?"

"You are not different. whoever made you feel like that is jealous of you and they know they aren't perfect as you. Yo need to cheer up," I stepped up and just realized Mehdi was taller than me. Everyone said that I was tall for my age. 

"Ok. Let's go then," I walked beside Mehdi and walked down the stairs. I stood in front of the table and looked at the books. Oh No. They were looking for a Wedding dress. Might as well spend a million dollars. I sat down on the couch behind me and Mehdi sat next to me. 

"Sakina? Why don't you help pick out a dress for Laila. Let's see which one you like," Ami said. I nodded and picked up a book as thick as an encyclopedia. I looked through it a dress caught my glance. I was a red and gold Sharara with a silk red duppata. It was so elegant. 

"This one is pretty," I pointed at the dress. Laila looked and didn't seem interested. It was probably because I picked it out. 

"Sakina, that actually looks pretty! I never knew you had such a good eye," I looked at Ami and thought about what she said. I can't believe you didn't think I have good taste in fashion. I looked at Mehdi and he flashed a smile at me. I smiled back. I felt Mehdi was the only one who could understand me at hard times. No one knew, but him. 

"If Laila doesn't like it, it's fine," I said while looking up at Laila. Laila snapped her head back and continued looking for "her" dress.  I just stared at her my eyes locking in at hers. Maybe it would be quieter with her not around. I let out a small laugh and I looked at everybody..they were staring at me as if I was a crazy person. 

"What?" I asked, confused of what sin I had committed, "Is laughing haraam around here?" I got up and huffed walking upstairs, this time not  slipping. Maybe I should be nice to Laila...for now. When she's gone its going to be a PARTAYYY. I laughed to myself again. I am such a crazy person. I walked inside the soft essence of my room hit me with cool wisp air. I then walked beside my bed and kneeled down picking up an think notebook and I cushioned my bottom on the soft plush mattress of my bed and started to draw a dress for Laila. 

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Oh gosh...it has been LONG. And when I say long, I know it has been. I am so sorry readers if I didn't get to update sooner. School stared and I am a bit stressed. So much is going on in my life and I am just...you know...its hard to explain. But "Even if your heart is dripping blood, Smile." So here I am *Smiling*. Hope you guys are well. Bye Bye <3