Chapter 12: Chapter 12

One day more to go.

"Be fast baby girl" Her father yelled from the staircase. They have to visit the people they consider family before they move back to Nigeria.

She sucks at saying her farewells, her parents suggested that they visit all their friends before leaving the next day.

She hastily moved to the garage grumbling about how she didn't get enough time to get ready.

She wanted to look so presentable and lovely but time was not on her side. "Where are we stopping first" she asked sitting on the passenger seat.

" We will go to the Al Murr's first, then the Abdullah's and lastly Manal's place" Her mother informed.

The drive to the Al Murr's was a short one as they lived in the same estate. They ambled to the huge oat door, knocking.

The maid opened the door welcoming them inside."I will inform the madam about your arrival"

They watched as she disappear into the corridor. She later returned with a tray of soda and cookies.

Kimberley munched on the cookies because they are one of the things she likes. Ammati sumeya made her appearance in the living room.

Kimberley hardly know the lady but the way her parents speaks so highly of her, she knew she is more than what she looks like.

"Marhaban, what a pleasant surprise. Nasser told me about your coming but I thought he was joking " she said smiling.

"Yes, I called him earlier telling him about our departure tomorrow morning In Sha Allah" Her father informed. Of course dhe knew the name Nasser Hassan Al Murr, everyone around the estate knows him.

He is a man of a kind and a man of his word. From the knowledge she knows about him, is he helped a lot of orphans and the less privilege.

"Ya subhanallah. I will really miss each and every one of you. But what can we do, you belong there. "She chatted with them before excusing her self.

She returned holding two medium-sized paper bags. "This is for you Rukaiya and my child, here is yours. I hope you find what is best for you" she uttered passing each to them.

They headed to the Abdullah's and that was the last place Kimberley wants to go on earth.  She will love to see her school daughter for the last time but then her ex- boyfriend Alham is back and she doesn't know what to do.

"Kim, what are you thinking about? I have been calling your name but you seem out" her mother said holding her hand.

"Nothing mom, I just can't wait to see Fatma and I forgot to get her something"

"Well, we are almost there. I got her some Abayas and veils, I know she will like them" Rukaiya replied.

She nodded and continue chatting with Manal.

'Hey big head. We going to Fatma's place and I don't want to meet Ahlam.'  Sent To Manal.

She nervously wait for a response from Manal. She need help on how to react.

'Waalaikumussalma ya Kim, what a way to start a conversation.  Just act cool when you see him and don't break down. I repeat Don't Break Down'  Reply From Manal.

"Act cool and don't break down" she whispered to herself, wiping the invisible sweat.

They were welcomed into the house by a happy Fatma. She hugged the life out of Kim making feign a cough. " I can't breathe " she said in between coughs.

"Sorry. Have a seat." She made her way to the dining room . "I guess we have to talk medicine later" Kim thought.

"O no my child, you should have let it be. We are full already. "Rukaiya told her and the girl nodded. She went to Kimberley and whispered something to her eyes.

"I am coming" Kim told her parents before Fatma to the garden. They met Ahlam there playing with his ring.

"Assalamualaikum" they both said to him and he turned. He wants to beg for her forgiveness and also ask her for a space in her heart if that is possible. So he had everything planned.

"Wa'alaikumussalam ya Ahlam"She replied sitting on the grass carpet.

"You can go Fatma, I just want to talk to her for five minutes. " He informed waving his hands. "Just five minutes?" Fatma questioned again and he nods.

"You have changed. You are not the old naive girl that I knew before"

"We all change and we change for a reason so there must be a reason behind my change" she replied calmly.

She almost let out a squeal, she didn't know where she got the courage in her.

"I know"he chuckled. "I know we made a mistake or I made the mistake rather but I am sorry. I have learnt my lesson and I am ready to move forward with you. Just give 'us' a chance again please" he begged.

Kim tried to bottle her emotions but they were too much for her to handle. She broke her into pieces and now he is back to do so again.

"Us doesn't exist anymore and it will never. I am so sorry but I have to be this harsh, you made me do it and you left me. Now it is my turn to return the favor. Thank you for everything Mr.Ahlam." she said leaving him with his problems.

He felt like he has been jinxed by one of his ancestors but he actually caused it for himself.

She met her parents and Fatma's parents talking about the change of weather. "She is done, finally" her mother exclaimed.

"I guess we have to go now. Jazakallahu Khair ya Abdullah. I will call you when we reach Nigeria. " Her father said shaking hands with Fatma's father.

Kim hugged Fatma for the last time."Don't forget to call me when you reach " Fatma shouted wiping her tears.

"I will, In Sha Allah. Stop crying or else I will cry too. " She uttered.

They said their goodbyes and left. "Lastly Manal's house" Her father mumbled.

At least she is going to see her best friend now and then she will no nothing will make her angry again.