Daily Ramadaan Drama:
Yumna hires Humairah and Ayesha for a kid birthday party, Luqmaan and Ayesha grow close and Humairah land up in hospital.
A week later…
Humairah looks on proudly at her daughter, it took a lot of convincing to get her to agree to our little fashion idea, ever since that horrible night, she hasn’t left my side, Yumna was kind enough to offer her house for us to stay till we land on our feet.
Humi: Come on, I am sure it will be a success, your drawings are amazing hun!
Ayesha: You are baised mom, I just don’t know, with my pregnancy…
Humi: (holding her hand) Listen going through this pregnancy is hard especially since you are still young, don’t worry so much about what others think, you are the bunda of Allah and he has never lead us stray right, only gives us what we can handle. So is this precious baby, so never be ashamed of it or any decisions you are making as it parent.
Ayesha: (weepy smile) You always know what to say to make me feel better. Ok I will do it, under one condition, You take a week off before going back to work, you are not fully recovered and I want you to be at your best for my show!
Yumna just walks in,
Yumna: I agree with Ayesha, and seem like our patient is very famous, yet another visitor waiting to see you, it Yasmin.
Yasmin: Did someone say my name, Slmz Habbi! Arent you a beautiful sight to behold (Smiles)
Ayesha: Let me leave I got a lot to decide for the fashion show
Yasmin: You agree! That greet beti! If you need any help, like my phone book just ask and it yours! (smiles)
Ayesha: Thanks Aunty Yasmin.
Zakir and Luqmaan sit in the lounge and listen to the radio, a prominent ustad is lecturing on the virtues of the last 10 days of Ramadaan.
Ferhana is busy in the kitchen preparing for iftaar, when yusuf and bilal rushes in
Bilal: No I had the blue kurtha!
Yusuf: No mommy bought it for me because my favorite color is blue!
Bilal: Since when?
Yusuf: Since forever!
Bilal: No it not, you only saying it blue because Ayesha said she liked it, and it what mom bought me not you!
Yusuf and Bilala: sorry mom!
Ferhana: Now what this about the blue kurtha?
Yusuf: I am telling Bilal You bought me the blue kurta because it my favorite color and –
Bilal: No mommy isn’t it mines?
Ferhana: Isn’t both the kurtha blue?
Bilal: But it my one!
Yusuf: no it mines
Ferhana: boys…what happened to the other one?
Yusuf: Bilal spilt juice on it now he wants mines
Bilal: No I didn’t you did!
Ferhana: (laughing and shaking her head) Bring the both kurtth here and I will see whose each belongs too, since both of you wear different sizes!
After finding out that Bilal spilled on his, Ferhana put it in the washer and kept both away from their outfits.
Ferhana: You won’t believe what the boys were arguing about (as she walks into lounge where Zaakir and Luqmaan are)
Zaakir: Their eid outfit?
Ferhana: Aha apparently there a girl names Ayesha they are trying to inpress (laughs)
Luqmaan start to cough after hearing Ayesha name
Ferhana: Are you ok? Do you need water?
Luqmaan: (wheezes) No, I am fine, wrong pipe…
Zaakir: Ok I got to get ready for mosque, Luqmaan go see that your brothers aren’t making a mess in the kitchen.
Ebrahim and one of his collogue decided to set up a golf meeting, to discuss the next faze, when he gets a call
Yumna: Slmz, sorry to bother you, I know you at the golf course, but I won’t be home this evening, Ayesha is going for a checkup, and I told her I would take her after her classes, Humairah still out so as soon as I am home I will whip up something for iftaar, I kept kajoor and water so you can break your fast when you get home okay
Ebrahim: Okay don’t worry, you need to be there for them, If I ever get a hold of that man!
Yumna: I know, I am just glad she is away from him, she doesn’t want to talk yet so I am giving her space, let her have her chance to think things over
Ebrahim: I hope you told them they can stay as long as they like.
Yumna: I did, thanks for being so understanding
Ebrahim: No thanks needed, see you later, love you
Yuman: Slmz love you too.
Even after years of marriage, Ebrahim always count his lucky stars on what a wonderful wife he has, she really would make a great mother.
At the mosque
Luqmaan is busy texting when he looks up and sees Irfaan
Irfaan: Hey bra…
Irfaan: Listen I get what I did was wrong, and you had every right to have punched me, damn good hit by the way, but I don’t see how this could be the end of our friendship bra, you were always like a brother
Luqmaan: I know you don’t understand now, but bra I am looking out for you, please consider taking the rehab deal your parents offered, and I won’t force you but unless I know I am getting my brother back, I can’t be around you.
Irfaan: Ok bra…I just…I need support, I am shit scared and you know once the oldies get involved they won’t stop lecturing.
Luqmaan: I know bra, but it will be for the better…
Entering the mosque, The Moulana ask that after salaah if people could stay that he had a short lectures he would like to address.
Moulana: Aslamuiaikom, dear brothers I appreciate you stay, I know the stomachs are rumbling to dig in into our wife’s well prepared meals, So I will keep this short. It is time we realize with the times are changing, temptations are easily available, and with that comes destructive behavior, I know that is easy to continue down that part since it will mean we won’t deal with the consequences but in reality if we leave it in Allah hands and take the path less travelled and seek to improve ourselves, the path will surely become clearer and with time and patience easier. So please my dears brothers, Allah is there for us all, he never gives us a burden we can’t handle. Shukran for listening and May Allah reward you.
Irfaan looks at his muesualla and make a small dua: Allah please make it easy for me and bring me to the right path.
Ayesha is nervous, she knows her mom and them mean well but their praises are ofcouse baises, just then she gets a text
Luqmaan: Hey Aish, I know you probably full of nerves and won’t listen to anyone, so I did decided to rope in two little imps in conveying what I am sure your whole family being saying since the start..By the way they didn’t know if was your designs so it totally unbiased 😉
It a short clip with his little brothers who are looking at my designs
Yusuf: wow, I like this one, I know mommy would like it! Selecting one of the black and gold abaya
Bilal: I like them too, but I think mommy would like the dressy one (the sari type in stunning maroon and gold) ! It so beautiful, Hey do you think Ayesha would like it?
Luqmaan: what if I said Ayesha drew these?
Yusuf and Bilal: really?
Yusuf and Bilal: She sure is talented!
Yusuf: Tell her to design one for mummy so we can give her for eid?
Bilal: Hey that was mmy idea! Why you always steal my idea…
Just than their mother enters into the frame…
Yusuf: Mommy!! Which abaya you like? Showing his and bilal choice
Mother: I think they both beautiful, who design them?
Bilal: Ayesha! Luqmaan friend…
Mother: well she sure has a talent (giving Luqmaan a knowing look)
Luqmaan: Ok my mother coming in…bad timing, but she even agrees your designs are great, by the way she want to meet you…would that be okay?
Ayesha is shocked, she didn’t expect him to tell his mother about her…
Luqmaan: You don’t have to if you don’t want to, I never hidden anything from my mother and I told her…that I like you…and that you will tell her your story since it not my place to share…Please answer…
Ayesha is stunned. Did he just say he likes me…
Luqmaan: Uhm was it too soon, I just…I do like you…
Ayesha: Are you reading my mind?
Luqmaan: No why?
Ayesha: How did you know what I was thinking?
Luqmaan: Lucky guess…so you still haven’t said..or responsed?
Ayesha: I like you too, I do…but I am so nervous to meet your mother what if they disapprove of me?
Luqmaan: They will love you, My parents are unique, especially my mother, she will explain what I mean by that J
Ayesha: okay…if you sure?
Luqmaan: I am, now go break a leg or whatever the term of good luck for fashion shows.
The evening was a huge success, everyone loved my designs and one of the big design companies even offered me an internship. I couldn’t have done it without Aunty Yumna and Yasmin and ofcouse my dear mother.
Humi: I knew you could do it darling I am so proud!
Ayesha: Thanks mom, If it wasn’t for you, I don’t know If I would be this lucky. JazakaAllah Aunty Yumna and Yasmin, Tonight wouldn’t have been possible without you guys (giving them each a hug) I cannot express my graditude for taking us in and providing the unfailing friendship, I know my mom and I are forever grateful, as a small token of our appreciation, please accept these one of a kind Abaya I design especially for you!
Yumna: it was a pleasure and thank you but it wasn’t necessary, having you guys around made a world of different for me and your mother is an amazing cook, I cannot thank her enough for helping Ebrahim with iftaar that night!
Yasmin: I second it, and I love it, it spunky like me thanks beti!
P.S :Below the posts are her designs!
Yumna stood in shock…She and Ebrahim decided to host Eid at their place so that Humairah and Ayesha had a place to go, they just moved into a small flat not far from here, we wanted to help, but Humairah was firm she will only accept help as a loan until she can pay back, She has recovered and already help with two functions that went flawlessly.
The night before eid, Ayesha gave us a letter, she asked that we only open it on Eid morning. We were very curious but respected her decision, So as soon as we woke up and completed our Eid Salah, we both sat in the kitchen and open the envelope.
Inside is an adoption form, attached to it, in Ayesha handwriting is a small note:
Dear Uncle Ebrahim and Aunty Yumna.
I had gotten married at a young age and had to go through hardships of separation and an unexpected pregnancy, I grew up in an abusive home, if it wasn’t for my mother guidance and meeting you, I would not be here to write this letter. You guys have been our rock and I know it been a short while, but living with you has given me a glimpse of how fortune a kid would be to grow up with parents like you, I had thought long and hard, sought advices from many including my mothers. It would honor me and my bunda as my mother lovingly says, if you would be willing to adopt him/her. I know you probably have a lot of questions or would immediately say yes, either way, I am not far and I couldn’t think of a better moment to share this than on Eid day. Eid Mubarak from Ayesha, Huairah and Bunda J
Yumna is overwhelmed with emotions and immediately goes and read two rakaats of thanks to Allah and another for the beautiful soul Ayesha.
Ebrahim: (smiling through tears) I am guessing it a yes
Yumna: Yes (with tears In her eyes) If it ok with you?
Ebrahim: I would be honored, I am beyond blessed, and I cant wait for our little bunda to be with us next Eid InshaAllah .
Ferhana is busy getting the boys ready when Zaakir walks in…
Zaakir: Eid Mubarak darling (hugs her and the boys) From that smile I am guessing we are expected a special guest today
Ferhana: Aha, I am so happy Zaakir our baby has chosen a girl who I know will make him a pious wife and sharing my story of having a terrible childhood as well with her, make me incredibly proud of our family we raised, and it all thanks to Allah for blessing me with a farm boy filled with love who stole a heart of a city girl whose heart was once empty.
Zaakir: This farm boy is the bless one, you gave me three amazing children and made a home. Best eid gift to announce to me our Luqmaan has found his perfect match.
Ferhana: Hehe sorry I wanted it to be a surprise, Luqmaan on the other hand couldn’t contain his joy, I think he is waiting for his father…
Luqmaan and Zaakir have their differences and despite growing up in a city, Luqmaan inherited his father values. Zaakir helps prepare his son for the next part of his life, being a husband, a best friend and partner.
Humairah wore her abaya her daughter specially designed for her, she wore a smile and made a small dua, that her daughter find happiness.
Humairah: Ayesha come on, we are going to be late…
Ayesha step out and look like her precious angel, Humairah remember the day Ayesha was born and she had the same shy smile.
Ayesha: ready J
Humi: Do you think they open the envelope?
Ayesha: I am sure they did, they been message non stop, (laughs ) they haven’t stop worrying either, keep enquiring I am not overworking.
Humi: they going to be great parents ( placing her palm on her daughter stomach) we finally found you a home Bunda, Eid Mubarak J
The End J
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