Difficult road leads to a beautiful destination …..
Third person p.o.v
" Khalid woke up !" Maryam yelled, picking up shattered clothes from the floor .
" Khalid I swear by Allah I am going to throw water on you " Maryam threatened .
" Umm.. '' his voice again faded in deep sleep .
" It's time for fajr , wake up " she shouted .
" Just -" he showed 5 finger which mean 5 minutes
Maryam took a deep breath , she went downstairs, took a chilled water bottle from the fridge , and went back upstairs again .
" Woah… ammi .. what the -'' Khalid jerk up straight ..
" AMMI !" Khalid wiped his face, his clothes are soaked in water now .
" It's chilled, " he gasped dramatically .
" And hell fire is hot " His mother snapped .
'' Get up, do wudu and pray, " she ordered .
Khalid was annoyed , removing the blanket irritated by his mother's behaviour " you cannot force someone to pray '' he muttered angrily .
His mother was about to go outside but stopped at the doorway " remember when I used to force you to go school ??"
" Yeah so "
" You don't complain now, " his mother asked .
" Yeah… because that's for my future , you didn't want me to fail in life " Khalid replied not realising why his mother was asking questions about childhood .
" Yeah son , and now I am forcing you because I don't want you to fail in the afterlife " her reply made him stunned .
" Just like you are realising why I forced you to go school , one day you will realise why I forced you to pray " with which he walked away .
Khalid became silent , understanding his mother's words yet something inside him kept whispering otherwise .
Only if he knew that was shaitan ….
" Assalamualaikum ( may peace be upon you) " Rabiya entered with something in her hand .
" Walekum Assalam aunty " Sayra greeted her by getting up from her stool .
" Ahh… " Sayra gasp " again you made something for me " she got excited like a child .
Before she could reach it Rabiya moved the dish away " it's not for you " her face fell .
" Yes , because it's for me " they heard Khalid's voice from the stairs .
Who had an arrogant smile on his face , teasing her sister " Rabiya Aunty made this for me " he put hand around her shoulder jokingly while Sayra scowl his way .
Rabiya removed his hand effortlessly with one push by her shoulder .
" Neither it's for you nor for you " she looked at Khalid then Sayra .
They both glanced at each other then shrugged " then for who " they said in union .
" For me " 7 year old Ibrahim ran past her mother then hugged Rabiya .
" Yes it's for my prince " Rabiya hugged little Ibrahim kissing his cheek .
" But what is it? " Khalid tried to peep but Rabiya slapped his hand .
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