To heal a dying heart

Mahra takes the reigns :p

Previously on ,'To heal a dying heart'

The girl had a similar reaction if not worse for she placed her hand on my shoulder to keep herself steady."Fatima"Mahra said ,staring at my sister.I wanted answers but I shut my mouth as I saw Fatima's feet give away beneath her.

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Mahra's POV!!

I wanted someone to pinch me for I found it extremely hard to believe that it was indeed Fatima who lay before me.I was afraid,I wanted my eyes to stay open constantly.Even blinking irritated me.I didn't want to let my eyes off of her for even a second.

"Fatima,come here."I begged,my voice barely above a whisper.She'd just regained consciousness.I stood beside the sofa she was lying on, with my arms open wide.She readily returned my embrace and I held her close to me.I took a deep breath,inhaling her scent.I'd missed her too much.

We didn't talk,instead we let the hug express our emotions.She held onto me,her delicate hands wrapped around my waist and her pretty face hidden in my chest.

I didn't want to let go of her.Zain coughed to get us out of our trance.I hesitantly let her move back.

"So you guys know each other."Zain,my goofy remarked.Oh you think?I wanted to remark with sarcasm but I kept my mouth shut and looked at Fatima,instead.She gave me a small smile and motioned for me to step back.

I did so and she let down her feet and put on her shoes."Zain please go and get Sara's discharging papers ready."She looked at Zain with her large,darling eyes.She took my hand in hers and stood up.

"Please!Everyone no questions.Let's just go home."She moved forward taking me with her.While a girl who looked similar to herself moved towards Sara.

We left the hospital in her car.We drove in silence, both lost in thought.I looked at her,she'd grown since the last time we met.Her eyes still had that fire in them.The same determination about her.The set,delicate jaw.The light-brown eyes with grey circles around.

Her lips slightly parted,as of before.She was,is and always will be my Fatima.I flashed her a smile and she returned it with her own heart-warming one.She is Fatima the only family I have.No I also have Zain I reminded myself and felt myself blush.

We had reached her house,I quickly got down and opened the gate.While she drove the car in.Done with the parking she grabbed my hand and sped into the house.

"Its five mom and dad must be sleeping."She informed me and we ran up some stairs and then she turned towards the left,leading me to a room.She closed the door behind her and enveloped me in a hug once again.We let each other go and went over to her bed.

"Mahra Darling I've missed you so much!!"She let her tears stream down her face.

"I have missed you too,babe!!"I replayed displaying my teeth in a British-style smile.

"Omg yo-you're wearing a hijab!Are you a Muslim now."

I nodded my yes and that made her smile.I laughed for she looked so adorable smiling with tears in her big eyes.

"That's so cool Ma shaa Allah."

"I know right!!? Can you guess who helped me say the shahada??"I asked her.

She shook her head in response.

"It was Zain."I informed her and that made her cry even more.

"I love him even more now!!How did you guys meet??!"We were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Fatima,mom and dad want you guys to come down.Zain has something to say to us all."

"OK api we are coming."Her sister left and she turned back to me.

"What does api mean?!"I asked her.

"Its a word you use to address your older sister.Let's go down now."

We headed downstairs and I caught a glimpse of my Zain as he stood to his full length.He flashed me his heart-winning smile and I felt myself melt.I looked elsewhere so as to normalise the beating of my heart as it felt as if it would rip my chest apart and hop out.

We reached down and Zain pointed towards a seat for me to sit on.I acted as of I didnt understand him and sat on the seat furthest away.I looked down and feigned being extremely interested in my shoes.

He cleared his throat as if trying to grab my attention but I continued to ignore him.He soon gave up on me and I heard him telling his parents about me in his strong voice.I looked up and smiled at them.His mom patted the seat next to her for me to sit on.I stood up,my cheeks blazing and went over to sit with her.

"Asslamualaikum!"I greeted them.

"Walaikumasalam!"They replied in union making me smile.Aunty placed her hand on my shoulder and gave me a sideways hug.I felt at ease with her touchy gesture and pecked her on the cheek.Astonished at my presumptuousness I apologised to her.To my amazement she moved forward and pecked me on my forehead.

Lost for words I let my tears wet my cheeks.My head was throbbing.Aunty's love reminded me of my mother and her remembrance made me ache to my core.

"Can I please be excused,I don't feel well."I exclaimed ,holding my head in my hands.Fatima rushed to my side and guided me back to her room.I apologised to everyone before letting her take me along.She helped me onto the bed and took off my hijab for me.I grabbed her and pecked her cheek.She smiled and turned on the air-conditioner.I turned to my side and let sleep take over me.