Behind You✔️

Chapter 1

Bismillahir-Rahmanir-Rahim
(In the name of Allah, the beneficent and the merciful)

F A R A H

we laugh, we cry. Sometimes we feel like giving up finding ourselves in an unfortunate predicament. When it's too much to handle we feel like hurting ourselves or doing something out of character. Such thing leads us into shutting out the people dear to us, Chasing away the people that are good to us.  One thing to keep in mind is that no matter the hardship, sorrow, or any dilemma we should have faith in Allah, and know that Allah is with us. Whatever we're going through will come to pass someday. Insha Allah. Such is life.

The room was a bit dark, the open windows being the only light reflecting the room, making the white ceiling visible. A dim light lamp laid on the left side of the bed, which made the room more composed.

“Sis Farah”

pulling the duvet to the brim of my eyes, I readjusted my sleeping position, completely ignoring my sister's call.

“Sis Farah... Aren't you going to work today, mom said you should come down for breakfast” She yelled again ya Allah.

Lunging my hands towards the nightstand, I managed to land my hands on my phone. peeling my eyes a little, I jerked up in shock seeing 7:30 on the mobile screen.

Subhanallah 7:30 I'm almost late for work.

“Coming” I shouted, not sure if she even heard me.

I made my way to the bathroom in a fast stride tripping along the way, I feel my body react to the hot water, soothing through every joint in my body. The shower didn't last longer, remembering I'm close to getting late.  I couldn't wash my hair due to the time that was striking fast. Wearing a black long-sleeve gown, I topped it up with a sandy color coat.  I'm not a makeup person so I applied a little powder and lipstick, making sure I collected the required things I needed. I wore my hijab while exiting the room.

“Farah. I sent Yasmin to call you what took you so long?” Moms started as soon as she saw me coming down. Taking the seat facing her, I took a fresh plate and placed two slices of bread and prepared my tea.

“Mom I drifted off” I ushered back while munching on my breakfast, which in the end  I couldn't finish.  I kissed my mom's cheeks and Yasmin's

“Take care of yourself, Farah,” she said when I'm halfway through the door.

“Insha Allah mom, bye Yasmin”

“Bye sis”

I love my mom more than anything, . Our dad passed away when Yasmin was 2year old, our mom took care of us.  she's always there for us whenever we are in some situation. I love my family;

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I made my way towards my desk and bumping into my colleague.

“Morning precious” I greeted cheerfully placing my bag on my desk.

“Where have you been, the boss had been looking for you, I tried calling you, but you're not picking up,” she said, her face crinkled in worry. I have a feeling something is up.

“Sorry, my phone was in silent mode”  fishing out my phone from the bag, I  changed it back to ring mode.

“Go meet him, before he throws a tantrum,” she said moving back to her seat.

I know he will

my knuckled folded in a light fist, I  knocked on his office door with some files on my other hands,