Faridah POV
You know that moment when you are about to check your result ,that feeling, well, what am feeling right now is far worst than that
I recite any dua that came to my mind. I take a look at mum and Yaya and i can bet they are just as scared as i am, that is if sacredness will do justice to our current situation
We watched Yasmeen as she lean back on her sit. After what seems like century, she shift forward a little before taking a deep breath, I have a bad feeling about this
" I don't know whether you guys are going to support me after telling you the decision have made but i want you guys to know am doing it for everyone best. So have made the decision to go back to my husba.."
" Cool" I said interrupting her. Am done with this sh*t " Excuse me" i said standing up to leave as i try to keep my cool
" Am sorry sis, i just.. "
" You just what huh? You just what? This guy doesn't love you, can't you get it? When a guy said it to your face that he doesn't love you, he will never do, not now not ever. You going back to that house will only cause more harm than good"
" Faridah, mind your speech, she is your elder sister " mum said sternly
" She is not my elder sister, i can't have a coward as my sister. Am fucking tired of this, am tired. Yasmeen you are just 20 years old, just 20, you still have a lot to do, a lot to explore, why do you want to kill yourself for that bastard you call a husband? For a moment, am happy that you lose your child"
" Faridah" mum shouted as she slapped me hard on my face
" Mum, you don't have to hit her" Yaya Mubarak said protecting me from her " And you Faridah, she is your elder sister, watch what you said to her"
" You can hit me all you want but that won't stop me from speaking the truth" I said trying to clean my already stained face " Mum, you are her mother and no mother will like to see her child in pain. Don't let what happened to Amaar first wife repeat it self, do something while you can before you regret everything, don't be your own child murderer" I said
" You know what, i will take you there myself " I said dragging her out with me as i picked mum car keys from the sofa
" Faridah ,what are you doing, Inalilahi, Mubarak, go get me my hijab " I heard mum yelling but i ignored her. I open the passenger sit and push Yasmeen inside before jogging to the driver side. I entered and locked the car doors
" Faridah, what are you doing? Open this car door right now " she yelled but i didn't pay attention to her as i drove out of the house recklessly
I found myself dreaming
In silver and gold
Like a scene from a movie
That every broken heart knows
We were walking on moonlight
And you pulled me close
Split second and you disappeared
And then I was all alone
" Don't pick it" i said snatching the phone away from Yasmeen who glared at me in return
" Like seriously girl? Do we have to do this shit huh? It my life, it my choice to choose what i want to do with my life okay? Yeah i know Amaar killed his first wife and if you think that will make me change my mind, am sorry but no, it won't" Yasmeen said sternly. I let out a soft chuckle knowing nothing i do will change her mind
So i kept shut through out the whole drive to her house. I parked in front of her house, as i patiently wait for her to get down
" You should get down " I said when she didn't make any attempt to
" Faridah, i"
" It okay " I said interrupting her "I just want the best for you, nothing else. But since this the part you choose, and as you said, it your life, you have every right to choose what you want, I wish you the best of luck, i just hope you don't end up suffering the consequences " I said looking into her eyes
She opened her mouth to say something but words failed her. She look at me one more time before opening the car door and step out
I watched her walk into that hell she called her house as tears flow freely on my face. My heart ached, it ached for her. She have gone through a lot, she deserves some happiness
I rest my head on the starring wheel as i cried in pain. Regretting all the harsh words i said to her
"Faridah, Faridah, where is Yasmeen? Inalilahi wa'ina ilaihi rajuhun, Faridah why are you crying " mum asked shaking me, worried written all over her face
" She is fine. She will be fine, get in" I said assuring her or more like assuring myself
" Give me some minutes" she said walking into Amaar house
" Mum, mum, wait" i said stepping out of the car as i yell her name which she pay deaf ear to
" Where is she going to? " Yaya Mubarak asked
" I don't know. Let follow her" we jogged inside
" Hajiya, hope all is well " aunty rukky asked
They were sited in there mini parlor, with Yasmeen in between aunty rukky and aunty Asmau, they looked happy to see her
" Where is Amaar " mum asked and i know this not going to end well
" And who is asking for Amaar this early morning " the monster himself walked in as he try to tuck in his shirt. My blood boiled in anger, i wish i can choke him to death, Astagfurullah
" Mum, i think you should get going" Yasmeen said trying to drag mum out
" Give me some minutes " she said releasing her hold on her hand and walked to Amaar " Mr Amaar Ahaad, I want you to listen carefully,Wallahi by Allah i swear, the next time you lay your fifty hand on my daughter, i will see to it that your life is ruined. Women are not someone's leg shoe and one shouldn't make mistake of taking women's love and tolerance as their weaknesses because that is their biggest strength"
" Aunt"
" Am not done talking young man" mum said sending daggers his way " the next time you hurt my child, i will deal with you that you won't be able to walk or use your brain. If it up to me, my daughter won't come back to this God forsaken house but since that what she want, then fine but i will love it if you do yourself the honor of seeking for her forgiveness and settle things cause i don't think you want to know the extent a mother can go to just to see her child happiness. Yasmeen take care of yourself"
" Faridah, Mubarak, let go" and we followed her
" You go with Faridah. I need to branch somewhere " Yaya Mubarak said
" Uhmm" mum nodded as stepped inside the car
I look at mum as a smile find it way to my lips. For the first time, am proud of mum, not like am never proud of her but am proud she stood up for her child, she deserves some accolades
" What wrong? " mum asked when she notice me smiling with myself
" I love you mum, you are the best " I said kissing her hand
" I love you too baby girl" she said patting my head
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Tomorrow been Sunday which means no lectures, I decided to watch some movies on my laptop through out the night
Firstly i watched Godzilla, then Crazy Rich Asians, then Game Over Man. I was half way through the movie when i start to feel tasty. I removed my earphones and covered my hair before walking out of the room
I start to hear some sound, like a lady cries coming from mum side. I mutter some dua as i jogged to her room
I turn the door knob only to be welcome by a dark room. I switch on the light.
The sight in front of me make my heart leaped in to my throat
Mum was laying in a pool of blood as she struggle to breath
" You Amaar?"
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