JOURNEY TO THE RED ROSE (on hold )

Chapter 1

The room was so silent, the yellow shinny sun was peeping through the window while the parted curtains were dancing gently due to the morning breeze that was blowing. The only sound
that was rising and falling like a flute was a morning routine to Yummah, who was hiding behind the wooden door , sobbing like a famished baby whom his mother was nowhere to be found.

Yummah? Yummah? Mami,a tall and plump woman stormed in the room, she directly went to where Yummah was hiding.
"So, you are still crying?, What do you mean Yummah, do you want to be late to school today?" She asked in a patience tone with her beautiful accent which one can't specify her tribe or country.

"Mami, I don't want to go to school today." She replied with her melodious voice which sounded like music.

"You don't want to go to school, why?". She asked with confusion clearly expressed on her brown skin face, though she was familiar with their morning drama.

"Mami, they are teasing me, they came up with new name, they summoned me "Barbadin samudawa" (giants remnant ), and all kinda mocking names". She said while increasing the volume of her crying voice.

"Ok, sorry dear . Why don't you inform the principal or any of your teachers?".

"Mami you knew this for a while, even the principal is having fun of it, he also identifies me with "Mama". Yummah answered while marching to their medium wooden bed. She picked up her small brown Teddy bear and cuddled it .

Mami stood there for almost two minutes wondering before she added with " Yummah, why can't you ignore their tease and mockery and go ahead with your school life, and if you can continue of being thild one day all these will be a story, just think deeper it will not takes you more than a couple of months for you to leave the school forever and ever".

"Mami, I endured this for almost three good years ,you knew it . So I can't take it anymore".

"Ok, I feel bad too but tell me the reason why you don't want to attend school today?". Mami asked with concern.

She tossed and turned to the edge of the bed before she sat up and replied with
"Mami today our school is celebrating it's ten years anniversary and as a pioneer I was given a speech to present which I knew was deliberately they just want to see me on stage to out laugh at me simply because they want to see me humiliated all the time.

Mami walked to the bed gently before she sat down and held the hand of her one and only lovely daughter as she usually does when she was about to start her preach and reminders. Mami always consoled her daughter with her words which was full of affection , she squeezed her palm soothingly against Yummah's before she started with " Yummah , You already know what I'm about to say, it's like a prayer that we perform every blessed day ,but I won't stop reminding you even if it's seconds after seconds. You see the word 'patience' is easy as ABC to pronounce but not to practice.
Almost ninety percent of people misuse this word though some try their best but some slight mistake make them failed. The only person that knows and exercised  the word patience was prophet Muhammad ( peace be upon him). So many people offended Him but he endured every single wrong doings most especially from the non believer, so why don't we learn from his teachings.
She caressed Yummah's hand calmy with a sad smile plastered on her lips before she added with " you father usually said 'happiness is the result of any sadness' they hugged each other sadly because old memories begun to flash into their heads and mind which one can read it perfectly from their facial expressions. Mami missed her husband while Yummah missed her father, she missed his care and everything about him. Mami quietly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and added "Yummah hurry up you are already late".
Yummah who was trying to fill her jar of tears with the new ones that are flowing on her chubby cheeks stood up and headed to their wooden wardrobe which was adjacent to the bed ,she scrutinized the well arranged clothes before she finally made her mind on grey abaya which was embroidered with crystal stones , she had no choice and she was not in the mood of calling Mami to choose her outfit because Mami was her dresser she usually postponed her work in other to choose the best outfit for Yummah for why if not so she will end up spending the day in front of the wardrobe at times with dried tears .
Mami always said" Yummah your husband will really suffer particularly if he is not a dresser or used to women clothes, but I will advice him to sew uniforms for you because that's the only thing you knows how to dress alone".
She slipped in her undergarments before the dress she looked so beautiful and breathtaking, she looked exactly like a lady of about nineteen to twenty one years. Yummah was tall and chubby , she don't looks like a seventeen years lady, her body grew faster than her age, If you don't know her you can said she is up to twenty years unless from her acts , because she acted like a ten years old child . She applied the powder gently which soothed her oval soft brown skin face which contained not a single pimples, she rubbed the lip gloss on her peach cute lips that was small in size she dodged the Kohl that she detested, only Mami forced her to applied it ,she brushed her full length curved brow which almost kissed the other. She meekly smiled at her reflection in the mirrow.

"Here is your breakfast, be fast it's about 8:00am Yummah". Mami said placing the mug carefully on the beside drawer with a plate of fried egg and two slices of bread. "Make sure you finish it "she added , she was about to leave the room when Yummah appeared in front of her " how do I look Mami?" She asked turning continuously.
Said Mami "You look perfect dear".
" Yeeyyy"she said in joy while grabbing the mug , she sipped her tea quietly and in a blink of an eye she was done with it. She relocated to the mirror where she sprayed her signature ( oud, Damou al Gharam) , she glanced at the wall clock before she gasped it was already 8 :08 she can't make her hair that was usually kempt by the help of Mami. She rolled her veil and marched to their shoes rack she preferred flat shoes because of her hieght so she slipped her long brown smooth foot in one of her black shoes, she grabbed her black medium size hand bag before she exited the room. She met Mami in the living room sitting peacefully watching news. "Mami I will take my leave I'm through".

"Ok where is my plate? " Mami asked still her eyes glued to the TV.

"Mami I'm ok for now I will take something in school".

Mami knew that she won't eat anything in school and now if she forced her to she will end up being late and that's what she wanted, so she ignored her and gave her transport fare. They quickly hugged goodbye before she egressed for school.

She was standing a little bit far from the gigantic school gate , she was wondering to get in or not.

"Asma Ahmad Turaki! So you are here?".

She heard her name yelled at the same time with a rhetorical question .
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Hey beautiful souls here is the first chapter, hope you love it.
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25/5/2020
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