HER PSYCHOTIC HUSBAND

Chapter#2 - A Fresh New Start

When Almighty Allah loves someone, he afflicts him/her with trials❤❤

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Normal POV:

The tragic death of her father shattered her into pieces. She was completely broken from inside, but had to pretend to be strong for her mother.

"Inna-lil-laahi Wa-inn-na ilai-hi Raa-ji-oon"

(Supplication_Translation):

Indeed we belong to Allah and Indeed to Him we will return.

After hearing the sad news, her mother could not endure the pain and had a severe nervous breakdown. She was the only one who was brave enough to handle this pain with patience.

She had lost her dad and also all the bravery because her DAD was her strength and now she had no strength left in her soul. But somehow she managed to stay strong in front of her mom. Now, her mom was the only one left for her in this big world.

It's been a week since the incident, and her mom was recovering slowly. She stick herself beside her mom not leaving her alone for even a second. Just a few minutes before, she convinced her mom to have dinner and strictly warned her to sleep.

After making her sleep peacefully, she took her diary and started writing everything. She slowly cried in pain, being careful not to awake her mom.

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Rikza's POV:

I went to school jubilantly recalling my Dad's advices. Surely, I will make this time worth it.

Later, it had been only an hour passed,when my principal called me.

How can I be called by the principal when I'm considered amongst one of the best students? Did someone complained about me?

Well, I didn't do anything wrong, but may be someone who is jealous of me f(or random reasons) could have done this cheap tricks. Strange!

I sighed and knocked at the door.

Never ever did I expected to hear the death news of my DAD. I wiped my tears that were steadily falling on my cheeks. I just could not handle this. I was in a state of shock.

I know that she might not crack a joke. Her expressions were serious. Her statement dwelling in my mind, I ponder upon each and every word traumatically. I just ran from the school, not even waiting for my uncle who informed her the news and had said her that he'll pick me up. I started running in the streets, completely not caring the stares of the people.

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"Daddu"... I screamed all the way along the lawn and reached the hall to see people trying to console mommy and when they heard my cries and screams, they sprinted away with piteous expressions on their faces.

I gulped the tears as I looked at mom who were sleeping, yet with a little restlessness in her face. I turned off the light and came to my room so as to not disturb her by my muffled cries. I don't want my weak side to be exposed to her. I should stay strong for her sake. I continued to reflect my words on my diary once again as I recalled the horrible incident.

I held mommy as I engulfed her in a hug. We both cried for our destruction when suddenly I felt my mom falling weak. As I parted myself to check on her, she goes numb. All her features were getting senseless.

I called her, but no response. It was just a matter of seconds, then she fainted. Aunty and uncle took her to the hospital, and I stayed at home totally depressed with my agony.

I just couldn't handle my dad leaving alone, so muffin took me to the mosque.We stayed in a room there. After the burial & the janazah prayer,we went to the hospital. Aunty was alone with mommy, cause uncle had to attend the prayer. We heard the sad news of mommy having nervous breakdown.

Muffin was there with me all the time. Its been a week since the incident,and mommy recovered from the trauma a little bit.

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Aunty went to her home today.

Well, How long could she stay with us? Anyway, she convinced us to stay with her but I somehow delayed the plan. Until my exam finishes, I assured Aunty that we will stay here and then might consider to stay with her after my finals. Maybe we are ought to stay with her throughout our lives.

Sadly, we had no other option.

How can a WIDOW with her DAUGHTER could stay alone in this cruel society all their life??

Life has turned into a mess, but I don't wanna give up. I'll stay brave (or atleast just pretend to be) and somehow manage to live my life normally. My life right now is like a math's problem. It has so many confusions, but I also knew that when there's a problem, there comes a solution too.

Now both my Life and my happiness lies in the smile of my mother. I'll make sure to lead the path where she could come back to the normal life. It's really difficult but it's not impossible either.

I'll try my best to score the highest position inorder to keep my dad's last wish a.k.a my promise. Last but not the least thing, I'll make sure that I would make my Dad proud, In sha Allah.

I kept my diary and went to the washroom to wash my tear stained face. I performed my ablution and then changed my clothes to a comfy PJ's. I supplicated the Du'ah before sleep could engulf me in a warm hug.

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"Wa'ila rab-bika fa'arghab"

(Quranic verse)

Translation: And to your Lord alone turn all your intentions and hopes.

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Days passed into months and we were busy in our own routine. I was attending my school regularly and mummy doing her own chores. Sometimes she would be so depressed in missing DAD that it was really painful to console her. I could hardly distract her by requesting her to cook my favourite dishes.

Anyways,10 months passed and finally my final exams arrived. I did work hard, Actually very hard to score the highest ranks. It was hectic schedule though.

Alhamdulillah, I'm satisfied with my exams and In sha Allah, I will score good marks. Hoping for the best results anyways.

Well, good expectations are to be kept na? I mean one should have self confidence to boost them selves up, right?

Result Day:

Finally, today is my result. It would be an understatement if I say I'm not nervous because I am truly super nervous right now.

My state is quite indescribable. I could just say that it's the amalgamated version of both happiness and sadness. I mean I'm happy because at last my curiosity will end and sad because I was a little bit scared.

What if I could not fulfill my dad's last wish??

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I was praying salah, when Anaya (my bestie from school) came to my room. Actually, we planned to go to see the results together. I did my Du'ah and beseeched Allah to fulfill my wish. I informed mom about our departure as we both headed to the school.

As we reached the main hall, people gathered to congratulate me.

At first, I didn't got the situation, but after watching the sight from my very own eyes {people will usually see from their eyes, how mad of me} I believed and jumped in excitement.

I shrieked blissfully to which Anaya embraced me. She congratulated me for my biggest achievement. I had tears in my eyes as I witnessed my dreams coming true. Alhamdulillah (All praise is to Allah) .

I missed my DAD very much at that moment, How he would have felt when her daughter has scored the highest marks scoring 99%.

I felt relieved that I had kept my promise and fulfilled his last wish. The principal and the whole staff were so pleased with me. I was declared the topper of the school.

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After grabbing the marksheets, I went to home longing to inform mummy regarding the results.

"Mommy"I squealed in happiness hugging her tightly.

Mommy smiled and asked,

"My dearie daughter is looking very happy today?

I replied,

"Yeah mom,I'm so happy, Alhamdulillah. You know I'm the topper of the school. I scored 99%. I just can't believe Momma".

I squeezed her hand gently and upon hearing my confession, she returned my gesture equally.

"Mela bacha (my son)" she pecked a soft kiss on my cheek to which I smiled genuinely.

"I'm so proud of you dear" she said.

Her eyes brimmed with tears. I knew she was missing my dad. How he would have reacted after hearing this happy news? Infact I was missing him more and inorder to share our pain, I enveloped her in a tight hug.

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Allah has PURPOSE for your pain, a REASON for your struggles and a REWARD for your faithfulness. Don't GIVE UP.

~ proud_muslimah_17

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We stayed there silently crying and suddenly I recalled that the doctor had informed us to keep her

stress-free and try our best to keep her happy or else it would result in a very bad impact on her health. Upon realising this, I thought to cheer her up. I suddenly demanded a treat on which she let out a cheerful laugh.

"Aww, Why would I give you a treat when you should offer me a treat instead? Cause you are the one who scored good marks, not me"

She said very sheepishly (no wonder why I resemble her so much) .

"Okie dokie" I grinned childishly as I winked at her.

I made my way to the guest room with my mom's precious gadget on my hands as I replied to the messages from muffin, aapi, aunty,etc..

It's a long tiring day.

'Mommy', I made my way back to the kitchen where my mom was busy in preparing something special.

"I'll pray salath-us-shukr (prayer for being thankful to allah regarding the fulfillment of your wish). I'll sleep for awhile, I need some rest maa so wake me up for Zohar (noon) Salah" I informed her.

I thanked Allah for all the uncountable blessings and dozed off with a happy heart.

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At Evening:

We had the delicious donuts and pastries made by my great mommy as per my wish regarding the treat.

"So,when shall we shift dear?" Mommy asked..

"Mm.. Your wish mom" I replied with a fake smile.

Donno why the thought of leaving my home saddens me, but how long can I escape? Sadly, I need to agree to the bitter fact that we can't stay alone here.

"What about leaving tomorrow morning?" She asked.

"OK then" I sighed.

Unfortunately, I had no other options. Tomorrow or some other day I have to face this situation, so better let it be fixed tomorrow.

I put up everything to mommy's decisions and came up to my room for packing my baggage.

Today, I was curious plus nervous about the results, then I was very happy after knowing my results, then I felt blessed and proud since I became the topper, then I was depressed upon missing my daddy and now I'm hurt due to the thought of leaving my sweet home saddens me.

Once and for all, I experienced all the emotions in one day. Too much for a single day, phew!

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The Next following Day at morning:

I looked at my room with teary eyes for the very last time (I will miss you)

and came downstairs to the hall where my mom stood with her luggage scrolling all over the house,with a dejected expression on her face.

I recalled every incident we spent together. I was being depressed, but controlled myself from crying.

Aunty's car came to pick us.

(A/N: including the driver, LOL. How could a car move without a driver?)

We both put a last eye on our house and locked it as we silently strode towards the car. The car moved from it's halt, which once was our destination.

I gulped the tear in my throat and opened the window to watch our house diminishing with each passing second and finally disappeared from my sight. I was feeling really pissed off and annoyed right then.

My life is taking it's new turn and I hope I could enjoy the new journey of my life In sha Allah.