DEENA (Complete)

TWENTY EIGHT: The Voice Of Us

"I see you're still uncomfortable with me. You don't trust me, right?" Zahra said with a small smile

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to continue with this." I sighed

"You don't.." She seemed speechless

"It's fine, but may I please know why?"

"No. I just feel I don't want to. Thank you." I said dismissively as I picked my bag and left the seat which I had always sat on, for the past five weeks.

On my way out, I met Khalil by the door. He was about to come in.

"Babe." He gave a lovely smile and I returned a shy one.

"Can we talk for a while, before we go home?"

"Mhm?" I frowned

"C'mon. It's just a little talk, I promise."

"Okay." I grunted inwardly as I turned to sit back on the seat.

"So, the thing is.." He looked from me to Zahra and she gave her a small nod, then continued "Zahra is actually my mahrema and therefore, there's nothing between us aside being foster siblings. In fact she's married and has two kids." He smiled generously

Revelation

"Foster..you two are foster siblings?" I asked, more like made a statement

"Yes. You see, her Mom.. May her soul rest in peace, was good friends with Mom, but she gave up after gave birth to her." He gestured towards Zahra and continued "So Mom volunteered to breastfeed her since it hadn't been long she weaned me. She lived with us until her tenth birthday, when her dad decided to remarry." He sighed

"So, Zahra..meet my Deena. Deena, my baby sister, Zahra." I ducked my head shyly and they laughed at me.

"I guess we can start over again." She winked and I nodded with a smile

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After the talk, I took back my words and negative thoughts and let Zahra treat me. It lasted for about four months. Within that period I grew fond of her and we soon became friends. She'd even visit with her little cuties, Ikram and Nabeel.

Today on a local news, a video which had been posted across several social media was being aired and discussed. It had caught the attention of many and was from an anonymous source.

It showed a man who tried threatened to "deal with" whoever was behind the new TV program titled The Voice Of Us. It looked like he was at a TV station.
They said he'd tried so many times, to stop the program but couldn't. It looked like he didn't know about the secret camera which took coverage of him. His face didn't show clearly but the voice was clear.

"This is definitely Uncle H. But who's doing this to him." I wondered

When babe returned in the evening, I told him about it and he said he knew.

"Really? So, who do you think is behind all that has been going on?" I looked up to his chin. We were on the three-sitter couch in the sitting room and my head rested on his laps