Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Story taken from Muslimah Network on facebook - part 7



"Mehreeeeeeeen" screams my cousin Sara with joy when she sees me. I laugh and hug her tightly. "Mubarak on your wedding madam, sorry I couldn't come" she looks down pointing to her stomach. "Really" I squeal" "Yes, you are going to be a khala soon" says Sara. "That's it sit down, let me lay the table" I gleam and sit her down and go to the kitchen.

Hassan is in the the kitchen eating the pakoras we prepared earlier. "What was Sara saying to you Mehreen?" I spin around excitedly and tell him the good news, I'm not sure if I'm excited because Hassan is home or because of the good news. "So what Mehreen, what are you getting happy for, it's not you who is pregnant! " he laughs and walks out. I pause for a second, it feels like time has stood still, did I hear him correctly I think to myself. I take u deep breath before the tear rolls down my face phew I breathe out and immediately smile.  

Everyone enjoys the food, I look at Sara laughing with her husband she seems so happy masha Allah. Hassan finishes his food and stands up. "Hey, where are you going mate, sit down we are still eating and talking" says Sara's husband "I really have to be somewhere". He replies and leaves. I look up and see Sara staring at me, I collect the empty rice tray and excuse everyone, saying I will fetch some more. 

Whilst in the kitchen Sara walks in and asks "Mehreen where has Hassan gone?" "To work" I smile and reply "Oh really since when; he was telling my husband he's still looking for a job". Sara looks at me searching for a answer "Aapi" I remain silent not knowing what to say "Mehreen, what's going on tell me, I'm always here for you, remember that!" She hugs me tightly I feel so comforted in her arms like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I move back and say "Aapi, I'm not...", "Mehreen, what are you doing talking here, we are waiting for the rice" says my mother in law. I move back and say "Ji mama" and take the rice out of the saucepan. My mother in law ushers Sara out of the kitchen. The rest of the evening is spent talking and then Sara leaves. 

When she hugs me she whispers "Mehreen, remember I'm here for you" These words linger in my mind all night until I fall asleep.

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