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Chapter 33: Issa Graduation!!

Through out my life I had been imagining being woken up by Ruqy and Mama on my graduation day. They would shout, 'Congratulations darling you have made it. You have finished your first phase in life'. I woke up by myself and kept turning and tossing on the hard bed. Was it really my graduation day because it sure didn't look like it.

The first thing I did after I woke up was check my phone. I went straight to snapchat and started viewing my brothers' snaps. They looked really handsome and very identical in matching white Babban riga that had golden embroidery with matching golden caps. I commented, 'I am yet to see the groom but I bet you look more handsome than him'. I then went to the next picture which was a picture of the bride. She was looking stunning in a flowly cream gown that had red stones with a red veil neatly tied and a red beads necklace and bangles. The style I chose for her.

It was the next picture that called the tears. The bride was sitting like a princess in the middle of Baba's living room couch. By her left side was Baba looking handsome in his golden Babban riga and by her right was Mama looking very beautiful in a green lace with a green and cream goggoro tied neatly in place and for the first time with make up on her face. I was sure the niqabi woman didn't know her sons were posting this on snapchat. By each side of Mama and Baba were Hassan and Hussain smiling widely at the camera. I looked at the perfect picture of the family. They were all happy and smiling beautifully to the camera. No one would think Rukky has another sister. After all there was even no space on the couch for me.

I saw other pictures of Mama with the bride, Baba with the bride, each of the twins with the bride and then saw the twins, Khaleed and Baba leaving our house or should I say their house and to the Mosque where the fatiha would take place. I could see the mosque filled up in the video Hussain posted. I saw some people I recognized including the Imam, Baba Yahya, Baba's elder brother who would act as Rukkaya's Waliyy and another eldery man sitting next to him who I guessed was Umar's dad. They must be waiting for Umar's waliyy.

It was all over now. After all I did, she was still going to marry the cult member. That's the Qadr of Allah. I had to accept it. I left everything in his hands, I knew He would make a way out for my family. I closed my phone and promised myself I woulfn't let this ruin my graduation. I would try my best not to think about it and enjoy my graduation to the fullest. After all, graduating from secondary school is a one in a life time thing.

I imagined going into shower while feeling very excited and out of the world. I would come back and see my graduation gown and outfits that I would wear layed on the bed by Rukkaya. She would help me wear it then together with Mama, Baba and the twins, they could take millions of pictures of me before going to the event. I entered the old rustic bathroom and quickly poured water down my body. I was still not comfortable using the bathroom. I came back and brought out the dress I was going to wear under my graduation gown. I put on the dress then my graduation gown and pinned my veil and then stared at the broken mirror. It was really my graduation day.

There were some graduation messages for me when I checked my phone. One from A_Lamido. Guess who he was? I couldn't believe it, I didn't recognize him from his pictures. It was Aheed_Lamido, brother to Muklis Lamido. I couldn't believe I didn't notice the striking resemblances between the two brothers. I guessed it was because I had so much going on in my mind. He was as nice as his late brother that he reminded me so much of him. We chatted on instagram day before yesterday and he assured me that he would come to my graduation. The other messages were from Bilal, Leena, Uthman, Yasmeen some other classmates and friends and of course the sweetest one coming from Najib with lots of du'as that made me very happy.

Unfortunately the ones I wanted to see weren't there. I swallowed the lump in my throat. They were there enjoying their Fatiha and Walima. This was what I got for not being a good muslim girl, for lying to my parents about going out. I derserved it, a graduation without any of my family members. I knew I said I wouldn't think about it but I couldn't help it.