Chapter 31: Chapter 31

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'C'mon girls but I ain't mad so why are you all mad?"

"She ruined everything,like everything"abeeda said while feeding her baby

"She fucked up,you guys where gonna hit it perfectly fine but then she messed it up"Yusrah Added.

"I guess my 'NO'card was not lucky it was just their for decoration,your answer was never a  'NO' and it was never gonna be,admit it girl"

"But it was never a yes too,she  saved me of the broken heart I was gonna be responsible for"

"You hate him I get but she doesn't deserve him"halima said.

"She likes men"yusrah said looking tired with her huge nine month belly.

"Hide your men guys,she's coming for them"abeeda said

"And she's coming for yours,your the one who looks like a mama who's just gonna born kids like chicken and take care of them like a  nanny sitting home as a house wife cx he's done  with you lady"we all

Laughed at Fatiti's statement and she received a hard glare from abeeda

"That's not funny guys"abeeda warned.

"Ion like aymaan and I'm in support that he goes for Maryam,ion know what love is...but she sure knows the sweetness of it just like you all,it's something simple...let's equal the equation -she likes aymaan and you all stop treating her like she isn't part of us she has apologize times without numbers,she might lose it next....aymaan and I are no more...don't y'all try calling his name with mine,it's so stupid of you guys cx thiers no feeling and theirs no connection....next time step into her shoes before you say a word"i said with a stern face and warned-I picked up my bag and left leaving them mouth agape anger fusing my soul.

It feels just somehow to see  your heart up side down while all in all you're a damage all right from the start,after one problem is solved another one will make it's way right up leaving you with no rest of mind-that's one hell of a definition of life,after all what am I?a child who's parents left to be an orphan for real or losing everything and be left with nothing?...

But sure when you see the people around you,the,beggars and children with no good health,you'd want to say alhamdulillah all the time for the grace of Allah.

Stopping right in the traffic I saw a very young child crying and rolling down with hands on his stomach,I couldn't resist-the image will haunt me just like my nightmares,seeing this child my heart cried with it forgetting about my own problem,I parked my car and rushed down to the boy-he looked pale and sick,a cute handsome boy who looks around 8 years old or less-turning to my left a guy stood just next to me and I took in his outfit,a civil servant of course.

"ooh my God your boiling boy"we need to rush the kid to the hospital,he said looking so scared with a lot of emotions held in his  eyes.

"Can you help me to the car please?"I asked nicely all my attention on the poor kid

"Cmon I'll drive and you sit and take care of the child"he said and took in my car keys

"Okay"I said while rushing to the car to open the door.

Reaching at AMINU KANO HOSPITAL,we called for an emergency and the doctors helped take in the child while he was holding my hands all through the time  looking scared.

"It's okay sweetie,you'll be just fine okay?"

And he gave a nod as a yes,while all through this civil man was still their staring at me on

god knows what.

"We'll take the child and run some test on him but after that I'd like to tell you he's been starving for who  knows how many days"the doctor said and rushed in to the emergency room.

"Ya rabbi..."I said silently.

"Uhmmm You okay miss?

"Didn't you heard what the doctor just said?The child has been starving for days ya Allah..when we  were doing what?enjoying and celebrating with roof on rusyyour heads while some are starving on roads and begging,I never knew people like this still  exist, children and family who are suffering like this in this Dunya astagfirullah,wallahi the world is in trouble....it's a crying shame"

"You know what attracts me in you?"

"What?"

"Yeah...if someone was in your place and has the fame and money he wouldn't mind to  spare the poor a look than to halt to a stop"

"Imaan is in the heart not face or any part of the body...don't be too sure and stop boosting my mora!"

"My guts tells me so and I believe of course"He said with so much confident and I couldn't resist ogling at his broad shoulders.

"We have good news their doctor?"I asked worriedly hoping it's a good one but halt in my position when I saw aymaan.

What the jahanaam?

And he froze looking at me closely as if ,if he blink an eye I'd disappear.

"Can someone get me a doctor here guess this one is in a coma"I said while looking around and the people stare interestingly knowing for sure who I'm speaking with

Aymaan sheikh of course,every girls dream but not mine.

"Are you two together?"he asked throwing a question at the civil guy or wareva.

"His my FIANCÉ,so back up aymaan and give me an info about the child's health or I'd create a scene right now"I said angrily surprising myself for calling a stranger my fiancé-but he's worth it.

"Are you?"aymaan asked looking closely at the guy as if he'd want him dead in a thin of air.

"Yeah,she is,now back to business,give us what we are here for huh right Reyna?" The civil guy finally covered my ass with a good yes  of my proposal and called me his REYNA-his queen.

"You can't do this AMAANI,you know how much I love you and yet you got engaged,what have I done to deserve this,and this son of a coconut,what don't I have that he has?do not make me question my manhood Amaani,he isn't worthy of being with you,and who the hell are you-a fuck boy?play boy or you just want some cash huh?how much?tell me you son of a bitch"

"Aymaan enough of your drama,and get the hell outta here I'm getting that boy outta the hospital now,let's head to premier hospital Rey"

"After you my lady"the civil guy replied and we left aymaan rooted to his spot.

"I'm now okay mr. and mrs ???."the kid said while we were all settled in the car sitting in the back sit eating his fried rice,chicken and coleslaw.

"We ain't  a Couple actually,I'm Amaani"I answered.

"And I am Jawaad"mr.civil answered.

What a sweet name I thought.

"And you'll look good as one"he said smiling at me and mr.civil.

"Are you okay  sweetie?"I asked shortly

"I'm perfectly fine and I'm gonna be a soldier just like you one day Mr.jawaad"

"Okay..now what's your name little soldier?"

"My name is Arif"

"Look who got a cute name just like his handsome self"I said with a wide grin looking at the cute boy.

"You have any address?"jawaad asked

"Ooh yeah my brother and family must be waiting for me"

"Huh...so where do you stay at?"

"River lion"

"Ooh that's my way,I'll just drop you by then and you mr where exactly are you heading to?"

"I'm heading to where you're heading actually"

"You serious huh?"

"Yeah"

"Meeting people like you is so hard to find,I could remember when my papa struggle everyday to get us water and food....he suffered every single day along with the humiliation of the world..the world turn its back on us in just a day...it was the worst day..you can't imagine the pain...but yet we survived with struggle..sleeping under the bridge while the rich sped up in their cars and spilt dust,water and abuse on the way...we cried with our parents our tiny hands and fingers cleaning their never ending tears..it was a site not to remember but a memory hold and cherished but yet we still found our happiness on that bridge,we smile,laugh,play with starvation,yet we were still happy we were a family but until a day..a very own day when we watched the people killed our father for not believing he had a penny because once upon a time he was living in a mansion and yet here he was today sleeping on the bridge with his family..they beat him to death and raped  our mother...he's last words were  "pls leave my family,leave my wife..kill me instead and let them live" he said in tears while saying the shahada...we watched not knowing what to do the red colored blood stained on our hands-me,my sister and brother..but until today we lived with our mother knowing she's all we have,we always wanted to make her happy but she still live with the guilt that her husband died while she was raped by three men in front of her own children and all the people their watched interestingly with no shame-they couldn't help us,some laughed in joy and some the little ones remaining cried with us-a painful tears"

By the time Arif was done I was soaked in tears already,my eyes all puffy and Jawaad handed me a handkerchief to clean my running nose and unending tears...it was embarrassing yeah but in This kinda situation I don't care I felt safe in his presence for a reason and my heart is warmed up,indeed which of the favors of your lord will you deny?I feel guilty for not appreciating what I have,this kid had gone far ahead from what I've gone through,Ya Allah forgive me,and ease the pain this child feels-and for a reason I feel we have a connection with this child -a strong connection.

"I'm sorry you had to go through a lot of pain as a child Arif"

"I also feel like Arif

"Indeed you're a soldier,a strong one indeed and the world needs people like you"

"I'm no one but an orphan ,a child who the world vent their anger on,orphans are like piece of trash that every angry rich person would vent his anger on without a care in the world,the world blame us for bad luck in the country,beat us up,and chase us,kill us and use us as rituals,rape our mothers and kill our fathers and families,the abuse and split of dust and dirty water here and their,all cx people think we're bastards,son of a bitches,people think we have no right to live in the world but Allah is all we have, we have no fathers and no future too...just our dreams and imagination but deep down an orphan has no right to choice,we might die tomorrow of starvation  or we might die because we are orphans-we didn't choose to be one but people blame us as if the life is ours to control, we go with the flow of whatever happens and keep praying to our lord for Allah is all we have"He finished with a proud smile.

"Do not think like that Arif,all shall be well okay?"

"Be good to the orphans and needy, speak nicely to the people and help the poor."it is said in the Quran,so who are we to not treat orphans good?,no one of course

Allah advises us in these words:

"And as to the orphans, restore their property (when they reach their age), Don't substitute your bad things for their good things, and devour not their funds (by mixing it up ) with your own;

For of a certainty this is a great sin"

I lost my parents when I was about 9. My Father died  of kidney failure. The worst part is there will be some asshole around who will make you feel that it was all your fault and you deserve that kind of life like you had a choice to exist that way. Being a dumb innocent kid you will mostly believe it. You have to do everything yourself, be your own friend, nurse, dad all together you had to be the strongest one,being the eldest child and only son with three sisters who always look up to you with so much respect those eyes asking whether that's the end of them getting all the worldly things,fun and enjoyment like everyone,asking whether their life will take a better turn and not ending up on the streets,but with a hearty smile from i and our mother,those eyes will smile at you and a million words of thank you running through them.

You will feel like running away from 'family related things' like Birthdays, holidays, weddings etc because you don't have one and people around you will normally expect you to have a family and ask silly hurtful questions.

The hardest part about being an Orphan isn't the deaths themselves (although it is extremely hard to see just one loved one pass away; let alone more), it's what comes after. What life you have after that. You can lose both your parents in the same way Some did and still come out perfectly fine as long as you have the support and care of loved ones after the fact. I wasn't so lucky,but I had my mother by my side and three siblings who look up to me as their father,provider,a brother and a hero,I had to mature from a child's like mind to think and do things like an adult,I don't really remember the details.

This also took a toll on our relationship with some of my family treating us badly and calling our mother all sort of names cx she was a widow and all because we were orphans, We constantly fought day in and day out, problem after problem,one solution after another-but they really wasn't a solution with mum,she did always say "leave them,do not do something to hurt them my children,do not talk Ill of them,they're your blood and relatives your father didn't train you to be this weak ,you're all better than this"but it got worst -it even got to the point where they would come to our house and  mess up our  room and leave it for us to clean when they had a bad day at work or when they just feel like ,Called us manipulator. All we were trying to do, was live.And for my siblings to Have the childhood that was taken from them from grieving our father's death to family maltreatment it was a lot for a child to process,it affected them and it was something they had to see everyday growing up with the memory,It results to having trust issues, anxiety, clinical depression, and a whole buffet of other symptoms from what we had to go through from all of it. I don't trust my family, not even a bit, after what happened but at last some of them repented- a sincere repentance and we accepted them again. You will find it very difficult to trust humans. Somewhere you will always fear being abandoned. You will appreciate animals a lot. You will know what real love is, though while growing up you will not get it at all (at least from people you won't)but we had our mother,our pride,the woman who suffered a lot after the death of our father and made it a goal that she can do it alone and if I must say she'd it-she'd more than expected,You will value the people who are your true friends, who have been kind to you but You will always  be one hell of a loyal friend. You will be more stronger, kinder, and rational than normal people.

You will value everything good you have got/earned in your life, simple things like having a nice meal with friends, sleeping in a warm safe place. Before you realize, you will make your own family. A wierd one with friends, animals,people who are nice to you, places that feel like home. You will also realize that in reality every one is actually an orphan in some sense, fighting their own battles alone. The older you grow, the better life becomes.If a  person has the support of loved ones and friends. They can pull through and become a fully functional adult. Without it, however, they become distant, close themselves off from family and friends and may even hurt themselves. All I can say is, be there for them either way. Support them, tell them that you care and that you'll be there for them when they need it. That's all they could ask for.

"I'm so sorry you two,they're in a better place inshallah"I prayed with a lot of tears in my eyes.

"Ameen"they answered in unison with a pretty us smile spreading on their lips.

"You see that bridge mr.Jawaad,that's where we come to stop...I can't thank you all enough"Arif said with a short smile.

"Wait we're going with you"

"Don't bother miss.I'm sure you have some more things for the day"

"No Arif let's go" I said while holding his hand in mine"and he held the remaining takeaway food in his other hand

"Assalamualiakum Dada"Arif said while hugging his mother.a beautiful woman who look so young-you won't even think she has ever given birth.

"Where have you been Arif,look your siblings have been waiting for you"

"Dada we have visitors"

"Assalamualaikum"we said in unison.

"Waalikumusalam" Arif ''s mother answered And his two siblings who look just like him a girl and a boy-a photocopy of their mother, they all are so cute.

"We're sorry to interrupt ma'am,we saw Arif on the road,he was in pain,we took him to the hospital and got him treated"

"Thank you,thank you so much,I'll be forever grateful"she said with tears in her eye.

"Arif I thought we talked about not going out"

"Da da we all were hungry,as the eldest one I had to step out and I met this kind loving people,miss.Amaani and mr.jawaad luckily I got free food and look Asif and Akram are happy,we'll only worry for tomorrow's food but as for today we'd say alhamdulillah da da,I'm so sorry"

"You don't need to worry pls,can we just talk?"

"Thank you so much mr and mrs jawaad"Asif and akram said with a wide grin"we exchanged looks with mr.civil and just decide to let it slide they are kids after all.

"You're so cute little princess,and you have a lovely name too"I said to little akram.

"They're triplets"their mother said  after seeing the curiosity in my eyes.

"They're all I have"She said with a sad smile.

"Do you mind coming with me to my house please?"

"I'm sorry but I can't,this one help you'd to me is enough and I don't know how to thank you"

"Please I insist,I'll die if I let you be like this ,the image of Arif will haunt me,please believe me ma'am"

"I'm sorry but I can't,you've done enough"

"When an orphan cries the Heaven shudders, then Almighty Allah says, 'O Angels, Is this the same orphan whose father has been buried in the earth?' The Angels reply, '(O Allah) you are the all-knowing.'

Then Allah would say, 'O My Angel be a witness. Whoever consoles this orphan and makes him happy, I will make him happy on the day of Qiyāma."who I'm I to deny the words of Allah when I know I can?wouldn't you have done the same dada if you had this opportunity?

"Okay...fine but on one condition"

"Anything"

"I don't want to be a burden to anyone,I'd be happy if you offer me a job"

"It's all good"I said with a smile and called out to the children,I helped them with the little things they have as memory of their father and family.

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Present day

"Which do you want Akram?

"Pick anything you want as long as it makes you happy sweethearts"

"I want ice pop"akram said while pouting

"Okay we'll get all the flavors for my little princess"

"I want a jersey"Asif said"

"I want one too"Arif too

"We got the jersey and   head home ,it's getting late you have school tomorrow"

"Okay"they all nod as a yes.

Arriving at the mansion,dada was waiting for us patiently on the dining area.

"Amaani you shouldn't have done all this"she said as we approach the inside.

"C'mon dada we're one now so pls"

"Thank you"

"Daaadaaaaa..."

""Sorry"she said and chuckled.

"I'm sleeping with akram pls"I said while pouting.

"You have her all to yourself"I did a little dance In excitement.

"G'night dada"

"G'night Amaani"

I went to my room freshen up and wore my new favorite PJ which I and Akram have"I settled on my bed looking at my princess who is far asleep.

A ping of notification from jawaad came through and i couldn't be more happier than I am right now...what's wrong with me?I was never boy crazy but here I am desperate to open the message a stranger sent to me.

Assalamualaikum Reyna,how are you and how was your day?

I'm good alhamdulillah.I replied

How are the babies?

All good they're asleep.

I think you should get some rest too.

Not sleepy...

He went offline

After waiting for like forever I accepted the fact that he isn't replying me and maybe he's talking to his girlfriend..it never occurred to me but now,I'm so stupid to not  have thought about that while we've been talking for a  month now.