Walking down the stairs with my head down thinking of what to say or do."Halima! Is everything okay?" Amma asked."No,I need time to think and relax" I replied holding my stomach tightly.
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Few minutes ago I came out of the bath room. I was about to dress up when my phone rang. An unknown number popped up."Who is this calling me early this morning?! ".I huffed and picked the call.
" Hello"
"Assalamu Alaikum"(Greetings in Arabic).A deep voiced man said.
" Wa'alaikum salam"." Good morning " I added.
"Morning"
"Hmm,please who is this?" I asked.
"Khalid" he replied. "I called to tell you that..."
"Okay" I interrupted.
"Niddiya..." He said sounding more weird and scared.
"Yes"
" Nidddiya passed away last night".
I leg were freezing cold like hard ice, my tongue got stuck on my jaw.
"What!!?".
" I can't be possible " I said wiping off the sweat on my forehead.
"I don't believe you!!"
"I can't believe you!!" I shouted.
"Please calm down" he said as his voice got cold and shaken.
"You need to calm down,please seat if you are standing" he said.
I sat down by the edge of the bed. Crying my lungs out which my eyes hurt and my throat soars.
"My best fiend is dead!!!"
I can't believe this, I don't want to believe this!
How can I possibly live without my beat friend!?.
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