Hamdan was home in no time.
He had to settle things at home before he goes in search of his wife. As the first child of the family, both his sisters were now his responsibility.
Fortunately, they were old enough to fend for themselves with enough supervision. In addition, three other men can take turns to check on them. He felt grateful for that simple fact.
As he waited for his brothers to show up, he went back to his old room and packed a bag. He felt as though his heart was being squeezed in his chest. He was too deep in his emotional exhaustion that he forgot about Humeyra's pregnancy.
Thirty minutes later, the entire Umar siblings were seated together waiting for their brother to say something. He had summoned everyone urgently. Abdirahman had a subtle smile on his face. He had an idea what the meeting was about.
He had been wanting to tell Hamdan about his opinion. What his eldest brother did was stupid. Humeyra didn't deserve to be abandoned
Humeyra walked along the beach enjoying the cool breeze. Fortunately, it was a private space. Her private space. She has been living in the Villa with the view of the beach to the front, the beautiful man-made forest to the back, and a buzzing town not far from where she lived.She was on a small Islamic Island. The mosque was towards the east. Anyone who wanted to visit the mosque walled around her place before getting to it. For this reason, she had let the people freely walk through her home three days a week.The other four days, the place was restricted. Anyone who wanted to move across would be forced to take the longer route. Fortunately, they understood boundaries and respected them.The neighborhood was not only friendly but also accommodating. She found herself feeling contented just walking around, interacting with them. Long gone was her introverted self who isolated herself from the world.She learned to embrace death as a natural phenomenon
Hamdan paced up and down along the corridor as he anxiously waited for news. He had rushed Humeyra to the hospital the minute she notified him of her water breaking.Fortunately, the hospital wasn't far from where they were. Looking at his wristwatch, a frown etched on his face. It had been three hours since he brought her here. Why wasnt there any news yet?Was she perhaps in danger? Did something go wrong? His mind was filled with all sorts of negative thoughts. It would be his fault if anything happens to her. His guilty conscience won't let him have peace."Ya Allah. Please, help her deliver safely. Please ya, Rahman. You are the most merciful. She has suffered a lot already. Don't let her suffer anymore."He prayed in his head as he continued pacing around. He couldn't bring himself to relax. Until he heard the cries of a baby. His heart stopped beating for a second. He was a father? Before he could arrange his thoughts in his mind, another cry follo
4 years later.Khalid, come back here? Hey.. can you stop running around? You will get hurt." Wahid's voice resonated in the room grabbing Xander's attention.He placed the jug back on the table and walked towards the field where the voice came from. He wasn't the only one whose attention was grabbed. Farhana, Rumeysa, Muntaha, Humeyra, and every member of Hamdan's family walked out towards the field.There, the scene that greeted them made the ladies almost lose it as they laughed at the same time. Khalid, Laiba, Linah, Jibril, Murtaza, and Aliya were busy rolling in the mud.The field that was initially dry was now wet from the water they played with. The horse pipe was running. Wahid who had seen them first was trying to stop them but slipped and fell.This made everyone laugh. Seeing his beloved fall, Xander's heart almost stopped beating. " My little prince, are you alright?" He rushed towards Wahid and helped him up.His glare was too
CHAPTER ONE: INTRODUCTIONTHIRD PERSON’S P.O.VThe endless babble of water flowing in a stream could be heard as the sounds of chirping birds and crowing cocks harmoniously united to make a one of a kind musical melody that only the early risers could get the chance to hear.The sounds of the cricket could be heard clearly among the different parallel rhyme if one would attentively listen but what took the climax of the morning natural music was the sonorous voice of the Mua'dhin coming from the nearby Masjid as he woke the Muslims from their deep slumbers.This could be counted as a call that resurrect the dead; for being in a state of slumber is similar to being temporarily death. Allahu Akbar. From this state, some will get to see another day while others would have no chance to open their eyes.Like any other human, Humeyra was no exception as she woke from her deep slumber to the sound of the harmonious natural music made by nature to ackn
CHAPTER 2: THE MEETINGShe was as free as a birdShe was like a riverShe flows with the currentsUntil she had an accidentCollided with his gazeAnd lost her way, in the intensity of his eyes.-HumeyraHUMEYRA’S P.O.VI woke up with a start from the nightmares that were weighing me down in my sleep. I felt like a bird which was freed from its cage every time I opened my eyes to beads of sweat tricking down my chest as tears flowed freely from my eyes.The gruesome images in my dreams were vividly playing in my mind even as I was now fully awake when the shrill ringing of my alarm clock which was set for 3.a.m brought me out of my reveries. The alarm was a wakeup call for me to wake up and perform salatul tahajud. It was the only thing that brought me closer to my Rabb. I had a restless night thanks to the nightmares that plagued and dominated my mind each time I closed my eyes which made
CHAPTER 3: THE CRUSHThe heart is a strange organIt never seeks permissionNeither does it require protectionFor when it gets captivatedThere is no one that can save it.Not even the ownerJust the thief~HumeyraIt has been weeks since the meeting day and I have adapted well to my fake version. I was myself when alone but with others I was not. My kidney was becoming a problem again. I have had kidney stones before but it has recently started to ache again.I was staying with a sister in my apartment who become one of my best friends within the few weeks that I have spent in the university. I was forced to tell Aisha about my health condition since she was the closest person to me whenever am by myself. The first time she noticed was when I couldn’t move due to the muscle crumps I felt after my dialysis session which was so intense to an extent that I couldn’t help but whimper in pain. After th
CHAPTER 4: FALLING IN LOVE.No one is ever too young to love.The amount of love you give might break you but also make you stronger.Dont be afraid to love.~HumeyraWhen you have nightmares on your depressing thoughts, when you can't spend a day without thinking of your future with him, when you can't imagine a life with him out of the picture, how does it feel? When you don’t know what to do any more, when you are scared of losing yourself in love, when you fell the walls closing up on you, when you feel that your heart aches for someone and that you are the cause of someone's heart break, what do you do?Soon it became a habit to chat with Hamden over the phone that I forgot about the results from the hospital. A few days ago, my doctor called to inform me that my left kidney is almost failing due to the fall I had some time back and that I would have to undergo surgeries from time to time. At fi
Arrogance befit no man for whatever we have today, won’t be buried with us tomorrow. ~Humeyra.HAMDAN’S P.O.VThe last messages I got from Humeyra really messed me up. I didn’t know that I meant so much to her that my death would affect her as much as she said. The poem she wrote to me still lingers in my mind as I recall my heart beating to every word that her poetry entailed. The poem goes as follows:His“Lost in the darkness, Shattered pieces of my broken heart, Loneliness in my soul, never thought it would heal. Then he came along. Never in million years, would I have though he would be mine? He picked up the pieces of my broken heart. He became a companion to my lonely soul. He took me by surprise. The darkest ti