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Maryam was afraid of how he made her feel. The reality of her circumstanc...
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I've been down a bit, but Alhamdulillah feeling much better now.
So here is a-not-so-polished update and a half.😜
There may be glitches.
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PRESENT DAY
MAY, 2007
Maryam had just hung her towel over the wooden bathroom door to air when she heard the knock on her bedroom door. Thankful she had just worn her old black and grey Pakistani trouser and shirt, so she picked up her scarf and draped it.
"No, Sury, let me take it to her. You will drop it."
She heard the hushed voices, and tamped her laughter down, those two were at it again.
Maryam swung the door open, making them both straighten up, Surayya and Nafeesah stared back at her with widened eyes. It was almost 7 pm, and Nafeesah was back after she had left earlier with a curt "I'll be right back"
In Nafeesah's definition that meant, "I'll show up but don't wait up."
Poor Uncle J must have been dragged out of the house for this mission.
Nafeesah lived in an estate ten-minutes away from Maryam's house since their move after 'the dip'.
That didn't dampen their frequent rate of visits to eachother's house.
Now they glanced over their shoulders checking to see if someone was in the hallways when they saw that it was clear, they barged into the room. Nafeesah closed the door behind them. Surayya ploughed straight to her own bed.
"Alright girls, now will be the time to tell me if I am safe." Maryam said, following them each with a pinned look. "What are you hiding Feenah, I don't like pranks. And I especially hate yours."
"Okay, this isn't a prank, just a little something from us, I just thought I should give you this."
Maryam's eyes widened as Nafeesah produced a white box, presenting her with it. "By the way, this isn't a 'forget me not' gift."
Maryam rolled her eyes, "Who wants that from you? You are going to invade my dreams anyway. But you really didn't have to do anything for me."
Nafeesah shoved the box into her hands. Maryam's mouth hung open, it was an electronic organizer, with handwriting interface attached, meant to take a quick note or ideas.
"You know Uncle J and his gadgets, he gave it to me, and you are the one who is serious about this writing stuff so it may come in handy for you. You have to read the manual to figure it out though I know nothing about this stuff."
Maryam cut her off by pulling her into a tight hug. "Thank you so much, this is so thoughtful of you."
"Please ladies, do you need a handkerchief? Because I really can't stand your tears." They turned to Surayya, who had been watching them from where she lay on her bed which was next to Maryam's.
