One night.

48.

Yusrah's Present.

"I didn't know that Yusuf would react like this." She paced around the room and Zahra rolled her eyes as she stopped her from pacing around "He is ought to act like this,don't worry he will be fine."

Yusrah shook her head as she wiped her tears "Yusuf is a very emotional person Zahra,I just hope he is fine." She sobbed and Zahra smiled at her "He is strong,he will be fine."

Her father banged the door as he stared at her "We have found the house where he lives,we are going there." He stated with authority dripping in his voice and Yusrah covered her face.

She shouldn't have spilled it out.

"Baba,we don't need to go to Yusuf's house now.We should let him process the information,he will inform his family by himself." Yusrah croaked out with fear "We should give him time." She begged staring into his eyes and he shook his head.

Yesterday,after she left Yusuf.She thought it was only Zahra who was in Yazeed's room so she broke down and started saying everything that happened.Turns out that her parents were there and they heard everything.

Things are moving too fast.

She needs time.

Time always does this,it always slips off of our hands and we cannot even do anything to get a hold of it.

"We are going,now!"

She carried her hijab with her body shaking wildly as she followed him,tears kept rolling down her eyes with each step she took,her heart was growing heavier and she felt like the weight is too much to carry.

Her heart kept breaking with each and every step she took.

"I am so sorry,Yusuf."

She whispered to no one as she entered the car.She fiddled with her hands violently as the car kept moving.

They reached the house and entered after telling the gateman that they want to meet the owners of the house.

Entering the house with a salam,heavenly scent of turaren wuta reach their noses,a lady of about 40 years old walked out from the supposed kitchen as she smiled at them.

Yusrah had her head ducked down and she didn't dare look at the woman.

They are bad news bearers.The woman looks so happy.

Yusrah's tears intensified and she closed her eyes trying not to sob out loud,she felt like shouting loudly.She feels like digging a ground and entering.

"Good afternoon,sit down please." The woman stated politely and they did,she called their maid to bring refreshments as she smiled awkwardly.

"Are you looking for my husband?" She questioned.

"We want to meet both of you." Her mother stated and she nodded her head "Galarai,call Alhaji." She called another maid.

They are rich,freaking rich.

"Does this boy look like anyone you know?" Her father questioned holding Yazeed close and the woman stared at him "He really look like my son,Yusuf."

Yusrah took sharp intakes of breath because she felt suffocated despite the air conditioner.

"Had it been Yusuf is married then I would have said that this is his son.Come here cutie pie,what is your name?" She made Yazeed sit on her laps.

"Yazeed." He whispered "Nice name for a cute boy." She stated smiling widely.