Chapter 1

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Humaira Ahmed

Already 3:22 a.m!!! Oh Allah, where is my sleep? I am jealous with rodela ... She is sleeping peacefully besides me. " rodu wake up rodu!!"
She half opened her eyes and says

"Can you let me sleep!!!! Ufffff how many time you will wake me up....... appi (sister) let me sleep" as i poked her
"Hey let's talk......RODU" poke "I can't sleep" poke "Roduuuuuuuu.......come on be a good little sis and chat with me"

" ufffff are you serious!!!! Please leave this poor kid alone .. You have so many friends talk to them or use Fb . You are so dead if you call my name again"

All of a sudden an idea popped into my head as I quietly got off bed and grabbed my sweet sister's little foot and pulled her to the floor where she fell with a loud"oomph"

"What the hell!!!!! Are you crazy??" She said, giving me murderous look

"What?" I said acting like the innocent child I am, who couldn't harm a fly.

"I am going to sleep in the other room. If you do something stupid again I am seriously going to kill you."

"But.........." Before I could say something she took her pillow and blanket and said,

"It doesn't matter for you if you don't sleep now because u will wake up 2 o clock. You know I can't sleep in the day like you" Then I smiled at her with a innocent sorry face and she tried not to smile but who can't stop themsevles from not smiling at a cute face like mine.

She smiled and says "Bye!"

I love my little sister she is amazing, everyday I do many stupid and crazy things but she somehow tolerates it all. If I were her I wouldn't like me either because of my annoying self. I know she loves me more than anything. Rodela is 13 years old. I wish my mom was here, she would have been so proud to see Rodu because she is beautiful, tall and perfect like my mom. I wish you were here mom I just wish.

I wish you would yell at me for not sleeping now, for not eating properly, my laziness. "I can't sleep mom, can you hear me, I wish you were hear to rake your fingers through my hair and put me to sleep..........MISS you mom" I say as I begin to cry silently. I know you are up there somewhere watching over me, I think to my self.

I open my one my eye to see who is calling, it's my dad .

"As salamu alaykum (peace be upon you) dad" I know he will lecture me now.

" Wa alaykum as salaam (Peace be unto you) Humaira, get up from bed now and go wake up your brother." He says.

My brother Abir is exactly like me.

"I made breakfast I think Rodela already ate, I don't know if you two gonna eat breakfast or lunch!!" My dad is so caring, he does everything for us.

"Ok" I say knowing he's not done.

" Today is Saturday that's why I'm not yelling but..."

" I know! I know dad. You don't have to say because I always go to school in the right time so chill"

His phone rang, " Ok honey Allah hafez and remember to eat" He went to take his call.

I went to my brothers room hahahahaha he is sleeping like a donkey. I love my brother soooo much. He would do anything for me even though he can act like a really annoying idiot sometimes. I stared at his peaceful sleeping figure as our old memories flooded back in to me. After my mom death everything changed. That's when I remembered I came to wake his lazy ass up from bed. If I can't sleep the whole day neither can he.

" Abir..... Wake up..... Abir!!!!.... Abir!!!" I was so loud.

He freaked out " What do you need Humaira!!! And why the hell are you screaming for?"

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