I’ve been here for hours now, how many hours? I have no idea. Minutes after minutes I stand up and peeked through the glass hole. It’s been more than an hour now since the nurse walked out of the room. The first time she walked out, I asked her how Khalil was doing but she didn’t give me any valuable information. I have been sitting by myself for minutes, after I signed the hospital formality form, Abu said he was going to take it to the reception, and since then he hasn’t come back. I rested my back on the chair and closed my eyes. My eyeballs are already tired of crying, I have no tears left to waste.As I closed my eyes, in a short while, I heard the doctor's voice "Miss Afraah." He said I opened my eyes and in an instant, I stood up "Yes, is Khalil okay? Is he fine?" I hurriedly asked "Relax, we have run some tests on him and found out some necessary things I think you should know about.""Necessary things?""Yes, some necessary things." He repeated"Is he fine?" My heart skipp
I can’t be thankful enough for what happened. This still feels like a dream, a dream I don’t want to ever wake up from. I can’t believe, everything is going to be fine, after a whole year of tears and pain, Khalil is finally going to get better.As I left the doctor's office, I head down to see Khalil. I can’t wait to break the news to him. He will be so happy, I bet he won’t believe me until the doctor tells him. Oh lord, thank you for everything. I had a broad smile on my face when I walked into Khalil’s room, but the smile faded once I didn’t see Khalil."Khalil,” I said but there wasn’t any response from him. I knocked on the bathroom door and placed my ear on the door. No sound was coming from inside, I opened the door and peeked my head though, Khalil wasn’t in the bathroom. "Khalil" I called out I wonder where he is. I was looking around the room when a nurse walked in "Hi, can you please tell me where Khalil is, I mean the patient that was treated here.""Uhm….I don’t know"
The ride to Rayan’s house took almost forever. I badly needed answers, Abu has no right to take Khalil away, he has no right to leave with Khalil without even caring to inform me. If anything, absolutely anything happens to Khalil I won’t spare him, I won’t. I trust Rayan but I don’t trust Abu, I don’t even know who exactly he is. "We are here Miss." The driver said "Thank you." I paid him.Once I got off the car, I walked towards the entrance gate, the watchman looked closely at me, he took off his glasses and looked at me from head to toe. Before I could say anything he opened the gate for me. Maybe he recognizes me after all, this isn’t the first time I am here.I entered the compound and in a short, while I approached the house entrance door, some men were standing at the front door."Who are you miss?" One of the men said "I’m Afraah, I’m here to meet my brother," I responded "Your brother isn’t here Miss.""He’s here, just let me in." "Miss please leave." He showed me the w
I stood in front of the door, continuously banging on it, I have been in this exact position for a couple of minutes, I need answers, I’m not leaving this house without Khalil. I never thought that Rayan will throw me out of his house. I know he is hiding something from me, if isn’t then he wouldn’t have stopped Abu from talking. I have to get Khalil out of there before they hurt him or do anything to him."Open the door," I yelled as I continued to bang on it."Open it! Where is Khalil? What did you do to him." I asked but still no response.They leave me no choice, If they don’t open the door on the count of three, I will call the cops."I’m gonna count from one to three, tell me where Khalil is or I will call the cops.” I said "One……two……three." I paused and looked at the door"That does it, If you can’t tell me where Khalil is then I have to use the authority." I dialed their number, and it rang for a couple of seconds before it ended, I called them again and on the second ring, i
Warm air rises and cold air rushes in underneath to replace it. My face reddened in anger and frustration, tears streaming down to face. I clenched my fists, still standing in the same position, my heartbeat got increased as my eyes looked down in shock."What did you say?" I whispered, I looked up at him, still crying, hoping for him to tell me that he is wrong "What did you say?" I asked again; my voice sounding low and calm."What did you say Rayan." I held his shirt collar, "Repeat what you said" I yelled He wasn’t able to look me in the eyes, his face showed nothing but pity, and he pitted me. "Where is Khalil Rayan? Where is he? Tell me where he is." I yelled "I’m sorry." He mumbled I shook my head "No, no. You aren’t sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong did you?" I sniffed walking backward "Khalil is fine, I know he is, there isn’t anything wrong with him. He is fine, right Rayan?" I asked as tears streamed down my cheek "Right Rayan" I walked towards me "Tell me Khalil is m
5 years later After everything that has happened, I can’t believe I’m willingly going to that house. It’s been five years but I still haven’t forgotten a single thing that happened, how my feelings got hurt, how my emotions were played. I still remember that night like it was just a few minutes ago. FLASHBACK I braced myself although the whole night, I cried throughout as I was deeply hurt, deeper than a mirror could cut someone. I was told to leave the park because it was already time for it to close. I walked to a hobo corner and sat down, I didn’t care if it was safe or not, all I could think about is Khalil. My eyes had become small and a lot swelled, and my face had a lot of questions that my heart didn’t want to answer. My mind continuously replayed a question, ‘How did Abu know that Khalil isn’t actually a cancer patient’ if I remember clearly I never told him that. I was laid on the floor, tears streaming down and rain beating me. As the rain poured heavily flash of lightni
My alarm ring twice before I woke up and switched the annoying thing off. I really hate mornings especially Monday morning but I have no choice than to wake up. It is only six am, I should probably be sleeping considering I came back home late but I can’t.I moved the blanket aside and rubbed my eyes as I stretched my eyes a loud yawn escaped my mouth. I stood up and stretched my way to the drawer to take out my work clothes which is a black fitted skirt, a white t-shirt with the word Amees Bakery printed in a bold black and I take out my flat shoes. I’m supposed to be wearing a white canvas but didn’t have much money to spare on a single pair of shoes.I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and going to brush my teeth and fix my hair.My name is Afraah, I’m fair in complexion, I’m five feet two inches, my lips are thick and pink, I have a pointed nose, brown eyes and I’m quite slim. I live with my stepmother who has three children and my younger brother
I arrived at the bakery shop a bit late, I can’t afford a car nor a taxi ride right now so I had no choice but to walk my way to the bakery even though it’s no way near my house."Good morning" I smile at Nadia who didn’t look like she was happy a good morning. "You are late young lady," Nadia said Nadia is the person in charge of bakery store. She makes sure everyone comes on time and everything is arranged before the store opens.She is dark in complexion, she isn’t tall maybe at about five feet one inches if not less. She is fat, her eyes are brown, she has a round-shaped nose and her lips are thick and brown. "I’m so sorry, I can ex….""Less talking more working" She instantly interrupted "Yes ma’am" I said before I entered the backdoor. "Hi Afraah" Amal smiled as she walked closer to meAmal is my best friend or should I say she’s only friend. She is fair in complexion, she is the same height as me, she has a pointed nose, small heart-shaped lips and she’s a bit chubby."Hi