Aliyah
Ahmed and Danah (the real Aliyah) sat on the sala. It was evening already and everyone had gone back to their rooms.
“Why had you come here, Ahmed? I thought you were protecting our land.” The real Aliyah asked him. She was crossing her legs as she sat on the chair while Ahmed laid flat on the bench.
They were childhood friends and now they were engaged to marry each other.
She loved him but as a brother and nothing more. The day her Baba announced in their family that she be wedded to him, happiness engulfed her. She knew then that she was secured as Ahmed was a respectable man.
Now, she wasn’t sure about her feelings anymore. She wanted to rescind the engagement but was second-guessing her decision.
Their position was at a delicate stand with the rebels pushing for a ne
