The Visit
Zaynub Khalid Zakir and I were standing outside his mother's hospital room. Zakir was nervous the whole way. I mean, who wouldn't when their mother has amnesia? Hand in hand, we walked in. Laila, Deeliyah, Khadijah, and my father-in-law were all in the room. Laila and Khadijah were quietly crying. My father-in-law and Deeliyah tried to keep a straight face on, but their eyes reflected sadness. My mother-in-law was just looking at everyone's expression. Zakir decided to make our presence known and cleared his throat. All eyes snapped to us. "Assalamualaikum," he greeted. "Waalaikumussalam," everyone responded. Zakir dragged me in, roughly. He looked at his mother before looking back at his father. "Is it true?" Zakir asked. His father could only nod. Zakir then let go of my hand an
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