StarCrossed

Chapter 7

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Airah

Let's just hope she wakes up soon. I know the news will really cheer her up.... a bit.

Those where the words I heard but I couldn't place where they were coming from. All I saw was black. Utter darkness and my body was stiff. I could feel my body a little but it's like I'm being held down by something.

Anty Amal look! She is holding my hand. Another voice which sounded so much like Ramlah said.

I heard some shuffling before someone shook me saying.
Airah? Airah can you hear me?
If you can hear me can you open your eyes?

'Open my eyes?' I thought. So that's why I can't see anything. My eyes are closed. I slowly began to open my eyes. I quickly flutter them shut due to the intensity of the brightness that hit them.

Alhamdulillah! Thank God. Ramlah go and call mommy.

It's now that I recognised the voice that spoke first. It was Amal's.

I tried opening my eyes again. This time withstanding the brightness. I saw blurred images before they slowly focused. Then I saw Amal sitting by me. Smiling at me with all her heart.

I tried sitting up but she held me down telling me to relax first.

I did and then looked around. I wasn't in my room and it's also not Amal's room or even ummee's.

Amal.. I uttered but my voice came out hoarse.

It's okay. Don't stress yourself. Here, have some water. She handed me a glass of water.

I took it and gulped down a reasonable amount. Just as I gave her back the glass. Ramlah entered the room -I concluded was a hospital room- with mommy behind her and also Anty Safiyyah who was my mother's sister.

They both rushed to my side with worry on their faces.

Mamana, how are you feeling? Anty Safiyyah asked sadness lacing her voice.

I'm fine Anty. Mommy ina wuni?
I replied.

Lafia law Airah. I hope you are not in any pain. Mommy asked.

I shook my head in return. Then I asked what has been bugging me since I woke up.

Where's ummee??

All three adults in the room looked at each other. Before mommy smiled warmly at me.

Don't worry she's okay. Just rest I'll call her on the phone, okay?

I can't help but think that I'm forgetting something. It's just at the edge of my memory. Whenever I try to remember what it is, I feel my heart beating faster. I strained myself. Recalling what I last remember.

I remember helping ummee with cooking. I asked her something.  The landline ringing..... then it came crashing down on me. The pain I felt when I was told that Abba....... no no. It can't be. It must have been a dream. Then I remember falling and everything clicked into place.

I didn't know when I realised an agonising cry....

...my Abba can't be dead. No he can't be.

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Areef

Areef... why are we in Lagos kuma?  What does kabeer have to do in Lagos?