KARA
The annoying sound that was coming from my alarm clock woke me up from my deep slumber with an urge to throw it against the wall.
I got up from my comfortable bed and walked to my bathroom, brush my teeth and did my wudhu. I walked out and placed my praying rug then prayed my morning prayer before going back to the bathroom to take my last good bath in my home.
I wore a white jeans trousers, a white shirt, a baby pink hijab and my white chunky boots that I picked out the previous night to avoid rummaging through my already packed boxes.
I went to Ali's room to wake him up because I know my brother. But, I found him up and sweating.
"Why the fuck are you sweating so much?" I asked, with a raised eyebrow.
"Well good morning to you too." He rolled his eyes at me as he tossed his drenched shirt in a box.
"Still on my previous question, why are you sweating so much?" I asked again, leaning on the door frame.
"Workout routine. Couldn't sleep." He stated and I straightened up, a little worried.
"You okay?" I asked and he shrugged.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He replied.
I asked again, "Sure?"
"Yesss, now leave me so I can take my bath." He shooed me out.
"Alright, alright. I'm going."
I went to the kitchen with a cheery, "Good morning, mommyyy."
"Good morning, my darling. You're happy this morning." My mom pointed and I chuckled, taking the bottle of orange juice from the fridge and puring some for myself in a plastic cup.
"Woke up feeling gloomy actually. I don't know why I'm happy now." I told her truthfully, taking huge gulps of my juice.
I was starving.
There was a comfortable silence until I couldn't take it anymore.
"When will breakfast be ready?" I asked and she shook her head and accompanied it with a short laugh.
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"Hurry up, Kids." Dad yelled while he pulled the last of our boxes out the front door.
"Right behind you dad." I yelled back.
After looking at what used to be my room one last time with a deep exhale, I dragged my feet down the stairs to join the rest.
"You good?" My brother asked, pulling me into a side embrace by his shoulder.
"I guess. Thank you." I replied, hugging him back and he kissed the top of my head.
"Always here for you." He whispered to me before we exited our home with heavy hearts.
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The moment our plane reached the sky, I started feeling drowsy.
Do not sleep Kara, it's just a 2 hour flight.
"You look like a drunk fool trying to stay awake. Just sleep, idiot." Ali mocked.
I didn't have the strength to argue so I poked my tongue at him and got comfortable in my seat, ready to sleep.
"Wake up." I heard my brother's voice but I just turned.
"Just let me sleep for a while." I mumbled.
"If you do not wake up this instant-"
"I'm up." My eyes shot open instantly at my mom's threat.
That woman can commit anything.
"Good for you." She said while buckling her seat belt. I did mine too and watched through through window as the airplane landed.
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