Tuesday, 31st October, 2017.
Dear D,
Oh goodness, I'm so glad I finally have the time to fill you. I know I was supposed to fill on Sunday, but there was so much going on, you'd think the whole universe was against me. I'm just really glad that I'm finally free from all of the things I had to do, and everything is okay, and finally, I can go back to my normal self.
On Saturday morning, my cousins called my sister and I, and they told us that their dad's sickness had relapsed and he was in the ICU at the hospital. My dad was the one who drove us down, and my cousins were in hysterics. Fareedah, as expected was sobbing and pacing in the corridor that separated the reception from the ICU. Although Ruqayyah was trying her possible best to be calm, she was sobbing too, and she was shaking where she was sitting.
I didn't even know what to do at first, as I don't know how to deal with those kind of things, they're Kawthars thing. At the end of the day, I just went to sit with Ruqayyah and held her hands, but I didn't say anything. All I could do was mutter a couple of du'a in my heart, and my sister was with Fareedah. Their mum was with their aunt, and they were outside, in the car park.
All I could do was imagine the day my mum had me and died, how many people were in the reception? How many were crying? How many were called on phone? How many people got the news though a text? Stop.
Anyways, at the end of the day, they said he was going into an emergency surgery and at the end end, Alhamdulilah it was successful. I was SO glad! I was really glad cause I don't know what would have happened if it wasn't, what? Audhubillah!
My cousins went home with us on that Saturday, and we had to go back to the hospital early on Sunday, and we stayed until evening. My cousins went home with us again, as their house was full of relatives from their father's side, which equals to my mum's relatives, and my cousins weren't comfortable with all the fussing over them, they said they didn't want to be treated like something bad happened.
On that Sunday well, I realized that I not only had 2 assignments to submit the next day, but I also had two short stories to submit and it's deadline was 12am on Monday. You would think that's enough for one night, but my sister was had a misunderstanding with her husband, as she wasn't with her phone most of the time, and she didn't get across to her husband, at the end of the day, he had to call me to get across.
Needless to say, he was worried, and angry, and what's worse? My darling sister didn't apologise, and she kept on saying he could have called me earlier. I was even trying to tell her to apologise, but she snapped at me, and so I just minded my business. Anyway, when she was done, she started crying and was telling me how he never raised his voice at her, and how he was getting so angry over such a little thing, blah blah. What? My sister never cries! You would think that it was so serious, myself and my cousins just had to comfort her for like 30 minutes before she finally slept off and I could start my own work.
Now, guess whose phone died and didn't have access to the assignment questions? Ah! I went through SO much. First, I used Ruqayyah's phone to call Muhammad, and asked him to try to call anybody he knew in my department and please, send me my assignment questions. I also had to log in to my mail on her phone, so I could get the details of how to submit my stories. Alhamdulilah, my stories were on my laptop and so I was able to submit.
Then, I stayed up all night to make research and do my assignments, I was so busy that I couldn't even pick Adeel's call, and then, guess what happened to your Attiyah on Monday morning? Exactly! The lecturers showed up, and said NOTHING about both assignments! I was so sad. Why did I waste all of my sleep and energy?
Needless to say, I was dozing off in most of my classes, and I still had to study cause obviously, I missed Saturday and Sunday's study. So, I went home quickly, slept for a while, and then I woke up to study and do other things I was supposed to, like reply messages on WhatsApp, I saw Adeel's, but I didn't reply with the thought that I was going to call him, but I had so much studying to do and I slept off while studying, so I couldn't.
This morning was so much better! Alhamdulilah. I was up to date with my studying, my cousin's dad is awake and recuperating, one of my stories has already been screened to the next stage, and my classes weren't too stressful, and they ended quite early. Oh, and my sister went back home yesterday, and there's a good news at the end of this entry!
After classes, I finally went back to my room, it feels like I've been out so long! And even though my roommate was obviously pleased to see me, she was ignoring me at first, until I apologized and explained stuff to her, and then she understood and we did some catching up. Kawthar is still forming hard girl, hard girl though!
Oh, I called Adeel after Ishaa, but he didn't pick. I felt quite angry at the point, why wouldn't he pick my call, or return it? With the pride left in me, I just had to take if off my mind and concentrate on trying to please Kawthar lol.
Oh, the good news, my sister wasn't just being emotional, it's because I'm becoming an aunty! Alhamdulilah! I can't wait actually.
Yours,
A.
