Don't Hide the Truth
Zakir Khan Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar. I woke up upon hearing the athan (call to prayer). Besides me, I saw Zaynub's figure on the bed. Her long silky black hair was fanned across the pillow. Her face seemed to gleam in her sleep. Goodness, she was so beautiful. I suddenly remembered last night. I knew I was being a complete jerk about not telling her about my mother's condition. The problem was that Zaynub just got out of many problems in her life. I didn't want her to get stressed again. I wanted her to relax. I really didn't want to ruin her mood by telling her what was going on. Okay, maybe it would ruin my mood. It was a sore subject. I went out of the hospital before my mother woke up because my father told me to go check on Zaynub. I sighed. First thing was first, I needed to p
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