A Big Fight
Zaynub Khalid It was two in the morning and Zakir was still gone. It had been hours, yet he still refused to tell me what was going on with her condition now. I tried calling him to know about my own mother-in-law, but he kept changing the topic. Zakir had bottled his feelings from me and wouldn't open up. I seriously didn't understand men. They were such complicated creatures. One minute he was opening up to me and then the next he acted cold and far. I screamed into my pillow in frustration. Currently, I was saying prayers to Allah. Please let my mother-in-law be okay. It's like when something good happens, something bad also happens to equal the equation. Ya Allah, please grant me patience and please let her be okay, I prayed. I couldn't believe this. It was like everyone I cared
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