Al-Baqara : 234
وَالَّذِينَ يُتَوَفَّوْنَ مِنكُمْ وَيَذَرُونَ أَزْوٰجًا يَتَرَبَّصْنَ بِأَنفُسِهِنَّ أَرْبَعَةَ أَشْهُرٍ وَعَشْرًا ۖ فَإِذَا بَلَغْنَ أَجَلَهُنَّ فَلَا جُنَاحَ عَلَيْكُمْ فِيمَا فَعَلْنَ فِىٓ أَنفُسِهِنَّ بِالْمَعْرُوفِ ۗ وَاللَّهُ بِمَا تَعْمَلُونَ خَبِيرٌ
And those who are taken in death among you and leave wives behind - they, [the wives, shall] wait four months and ten [days]. And when they have fulfilled their term, then there is no blame upon you for what they do with themselves in an acceptable manner. And Allah is [fully] Acquainted with what you do.
(This translated verse is based from the holy Qur-an,for any enlightenment produced of this verse to your brain is a guidance from Allah but any misunderstanding about this verse is a trick from Satan and my error,and may Allah forgive me for any misrepresentions I caused on this verse)
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This is the 7th session of Elena and Zaira.Elena begged for forgiveness and asked Zaira to tutor her about Islam.Zaira willingly agreed to it. But unlike their previous session, Elena's teacher today was tired not from physical pain but from emotional pain. Zafiq ignored her since the hospital scene, he just visited Yusop, he just talked to Yusop.Zaira tried to talk to Zafiq but he just answered her to respect his wife but not to start a conversation.
"You can talk to me, if you can't carry it anymore," Elena said with full of concerned
"It's nothing Elena" Zaira answered, Yusop was okay now but she couldn't still let go of what happened. The scenario in the hospital was still in her mind, she bruised Zafiq's pride and heart. She could take all the pain but when his son was involved she lost herself, she could be easily defeated. She hated the idea that she couldn't blame others but it's easy for her to blame Zafiq
"Allow me to start; before you could trust me of your pain I should trust you first"
"Just continue answering that lady," Zaira instructed her student to focus on the subject not on her life
"I am a prostitute," Elena confessed. The sound of her voice was loud enough, it reached Zaira's ear with full volume. It’s not the loud sound that made Zaira stopped from what she was doing but it was the heaviness of words.
Zaira stopped from mixing the dough upon hearing Elena's words
"Mr. Vera’s son help me redeemed my dignity, he removed me from there" Elena was ready to open her dark wounds to Zaira.
"Elena it must be painful for you to say this, you don't need to continue" Zaira cringed but still amazed of the woman talking in front of her
"Basit is a practicing Muslim, one of Zafiq's students in Islamic school, I met Zafiq because of him.Zafiq treated us like his real siblings"
"Siblings? But you are Zafiq's wife now" Zaira asked, she was unable to grasp Elena's revelation
"Basit died because he protected me from his father"
"I am sorry to hear that"
"I love Basit and he loves me too ,so we got married but his father has forbidden desire on me, his son's died because of me" Elena closed her eyes for the painful memories
"Elena, if it's hurting you, you can stop"
"Zaira I can feel your pain, I don't want to participate on inflicting pain on you anymore,Zafiq didn't want me to say this but I guess this will lessen the load of your heart"
"What are you talking about?"
"Due to my insecurity I lied to you, Zafiq didn't tell me that he just saw you as his big sister, the truth is , it is me who deserved that spot"
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