Soon I arrive at the destination and exit the car.

As I reach the entrance I see Alina coming down the stairs.

"Bhaiii!" She runs over and hugs me

"How come you are here?" She asks

"Where is mum?"

"In the room. Is everything alright?"

"Hmm.."

I ascend upstairs and enter mum's room.

She is sitting on the sofa reading an Islamic book.

"Asalam Alaikum mum!" I greet

"Waalikum asalam, Son!"

I go, sit next to her and place my head on her lap.

"Adam! What happened?"

I tell her everything while the tears are escaping my eye lids.

"I am so disappointed of you, Adam!"

"I..I am sorry!"

"Don't say sorry to me! Say it to Arina! She is more than a daughter in law to me!  I love her and I want her back here!"

"I..I will bring her back! I love her mama!"

She kisses me on the forehead and tells me that she will come with me.

"I think we should go tomorrow so that I talk to her parents too! I want to tell them too!"

"Why? Where are her parents?"

"Jersey. They will be here tomorrow morning insha Allah."

"Okay!"

I then have dinner with them, the whole time Alina is glaring at me.

"Can you stop?! I am going to get her tomorrow!"

"You better!" She says with her finger pointing at me as a threat.

After dinner I leave for my apartment.

Mum don't stop me because she knows I need time.

When I enter the apartment, it feels so cold and lonely.

It doesn't feel like home.

I don't see no Arina running around doing chorus or humming to nasheeds in the kitchen.

I climb up to our room but I don't see any of her belongings.

Without any thoughts I enter the bathroom to make wudu.

After wudu I go to grab a prayer mat and I see her prayer mat next to mine.

Without a second thought I grab it and pray on it.

The peace I feel while praying is unexplainable.

I can smell the scent of her perfume from the prayer mat.

I remember she only applies perfume inside the house as there are no non mehrams.

After I am done with praying, I stay seated on the mat for about an hour asking Allah for forgiveness of all the sins I have committed.

Once done with that, I grab my Quran from the shelf and start reciting.

Later I go to bed but sleep is no where near and all I do the whole night is think about her.

If she didn't come into my life, I would still be the mess I was. 

I am going to get her tomorrow. At any cost!

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