Assalamu alaikum durlins this is my first book I have no idea where it will go and how it will end so when you decide to read it know that am grateful that you decided to join my fantasy world and by so doing please bare with me and my error, English is not my first language nor the second, If you find any mistake please bring my attention to it and I will be there to correct it in sha Allah. Jazakumullahu khairah and Allah Hafiz. Xoxo
................................................................Author's POV
What do you say we go for picnic?’,
munirah asked hauwa who is sitting beside her,‘Yes! That is a good idea dude, let's go to the park or any open place I will even provide all the chops and you can drive us, how do you see it munawwara? ,
‘Not interested’ she replied shortly
‘You are bipolar dude and not fun, come on this is a one time thing is not like we have been doing it or we are going to be doing it forever and for your information we are going with or without you, right munirah?’
‘Of course she likes acting all mighty sometimes I even think she is not a human being sometimes,are you an alien for some weird creature from may be the mushroom planet? , she said while laughing with hauwa.
Munawwara raised her head for the first time since they started talking looking at them, wondering how they find everything funny and amusing as she see nothing funny in what she said, to her the two friend are as weird as the sky is to her she just don’t understand what appears and disappears in it.
‘If you are done I will see you when I close’, she said while leaving to her next lecture as they all have different departments and time table.
They stopped laughing looking at her, she has been like this since their ss2 and the thing is getting worst everyday.
Munirah finds her behavior more disturbing as she joined the school because of their friendship although her parent wanted her to study elsewhere but she couldn’t leave her dear munawwara she have to be with her that is what friends do but the girl have completely changed to something else, while to hauwa its nothing put puberty as she said.
Walking to her next class munawwara sat in boredom reading her book while waiting for the lecturer to come and do whatever he have to do because she doesn't even care about anything right now.After school she went home directly, opening their apartment she was welcomed by the smell of food and the maids as usual ‘is maama home’ she asked ‘no she have not returned she said to inform you she will be late ‘replayed one of the maid, as she can’t keep track of their names, there is always a new maid so she can’t get attached to them although she can’t even if she wants to.
She walked directly to her room freshen up and pray come down and took her lunch even though is past asr, after that she carries her book to her islammiyya, even though she is the only one that stills go in the house she still loves her Islamic school because that is the only place that she can be settled in without any disturbance or having to associate, though munirah also attend, they are mostly not talking until after school which she doesn’t even do much now as she finds no reason to.
‘ if you are done turn off the lights in here’ her mom said when she came in to the parlor and find her looking at the space, ‘ok’ was her only reply she didn’t know what else to say. ‘Cant she at least ask me why am not in bed or what am doing here, am I not her daughter? Doesn’t my problems matter?’ she thought to herself while turning off the light and heading to her room.
Although gone to the bed for several hours now she can’t seems to fall asleep so she decided to pray and recite some surah of the Holly Qur'an while waiting for dawn, ‘it looks like yet another sleepless night ya wadud agisni’ was her only words when she walk to the toilet.
Morning came faster than she thought but she have no class today and cannot enter the main house since most of the elder siblings are at home now she will have to wait and go out later or she can just stay in her room and read something in the meanwhile she decided to check on her therapy class as she believe that now she actually needs to find out what is wrong with her, she have been keeping quite in all her session so they couldn't proceed any where but now she really wants to give in her all may be she can be a normal child again may be she can be happy and content again and maybe she can find answers to her unanswered questions, she needs to get up and do something for her condition before something terrible happens.
Taking her phone she called in the center and books up for an appointment.
Munawwar's POV
Waiting at the reception is not something am interested in, in fact I hate waiting especially at the hospital, why did I even come here? I can just leave right?
"miss, the doctor will see you now," called on the receptionist
Finally I can finish up and leave I thought to my self .
"Assalamu alaikum, may I come in", I asked after knocking on the office door
" wa'alaikumus salam, yes do come in please" replied a calm female voice.
" have a sit dear" she added with a creepy smile or am I the one seeing it as creepy I don't know. I don't like it when people keep smiling it makes me uncomfortable and scared, I hate it. At that moment alone I wanted to leave the office even before the session started but I had to consult my self and stay calm by reciting some dua's.I should have been use to this place by now but, no I always have this creepy feeling like something is eating me off everytime am here and today is no different, but I have to be here for my sake for what Kay come and what might not, never the less what ever am doing is for my self so I just walk in with a jelly leg , determined and devastated.
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