LAYLA'S POV
"Layla, Layla dear, wake up" I heard my mom's voice call out gently as I sluggishly open my eyes with her hands on my shoulder still tapping me. I guess i fell asleep on the bench, I am starving but I know I can't have food till night time, I can't wait for it to be night time so we can go to madam Fridaus's shop,. She is a woman who sells food provision down the road, she is such a kind woman who has been showing mercy on my mom and i for the past seven days now after we moved out of Mr. Harun's mansion, life had been so unbearable and tough for us since we left, my mom and i come to sit on the benches at the bus station, then in the evening we go to madam Fridaus's shop to eat, she gives us food and a place to sleep in her shop
I remember the evening she saw my mom and i passed in front of her shop, that was the day we were sacked out of the mansion and had been wandering around looking for shelter, she saw how desperate and tired we were then decided to call us to come closer which we did, then she asked us who we were and why we had our few belongings at our backs... We narrated all that happened to her due to the fact that she seemed like a good and genuine person who could help us... And it was true she was really touched by our story and decided to offer the little help she could though she isn't rich judging by her small store, she offered to provide breakfast and dinner for us each day and told us she would have love to offer us a place at her house but she lives with her family and her house isn't that big enough to entertain us but she agreed to let us sleep in her store each night so during the day we go out in search of work and today is the seventh day, we haven't been able to secure a job so we came to the bus station to relax a bit, actually the bus station is where we mostly come to for the past seven days when we get tired, then wait till nightfall to go back to madam Fridaus's.
"You must be hungry right " my mom further said to me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yes Mom, I am " I replied to her sitting upright now.
"Okay, it's already late, we could as well head to madam Fridaus's now " my mom said to me.
"Excuse me, Salamualaikum, sorry to budge into you people like this but,... Is everything okay ?" A strange female voice came through in front of us, my mom and i simultaneously raised our heads up to stare into the face of an elegant and classy hijabi woman, she smells really good, she seems to be in her forties but yet still look beautiful , we both gave her a questioning look as we replied her salam, cos we are puzzled.
"oh excuse my manners, she said with a slight smile across her lips and further extended her hand towards my mom and said "Am Miss Zainab and I have been around this station making sure all operations are running well since am the one put in charge here by the Government and I have noticed the both of you here for the past couple of days looking helpless .
My mom quickly grabbed her already extended hand for a handshake, after the handshake, my mom told her our names and who we are , then told her we only seeking for job plus we are homeless.
She looked touched by our story and decided to help us out by offering us an opportunity to come live and work with her at her house , she told us she lives alone since she never got married. My mom and i were speechless and we're thrilled to say the least, she looked like an angel sent from heaven to us. We only give all praise to Allah. We agreed to go with her to her house to work , my mom being a cook and I helping her out with any other things if needed but we had to go see madam Fridause first, we had to tell her all what just happened and thank her for all her goodness and kindness to us, am sure she will be very happy for us.
My mom and i told her about madam Fridause who has a shop just down the street and how she has been so kind and generous towards us.
"Aww how kind of her " Miss Zainab said to us after we were done talking to her about madam Fridause
"We will like to go bid goodbyes to her before leaving with her if you don't mind. "
"Oh sure, you can, I will be in my office which is that building " She informed us pointing her finger towards a building at the right side of where we are standing, which is painted white and ash.
"My office is the first door okay " she further informed us.
"Okay madam, thank you very much, we will be back in no time. " we bid salam and she walked towards her office.
My mom and I couldn't hide our joy and happiness it's IN SHAA ALLAH a blessing from ALLAH, I feel so happy because things are about to fall into place and work well for us, my mom has indeed been through a lot and deserve better.
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Fantasía"NO!!!!" my mom screams out so loud and fainted right at the spot. I stood still, unable to move, i feel i am suffocating, am i also dying, NO this cant be happening , my dad was in tears as he stood up from his seat accompanied by the two police me...
