Chapter6: My father

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Allah said: "Allah intends every facility for you; He does not want to put to difficulties."(Quran 2:185)

NOOR's POV

‏Okay! I hate mornings but I can't do anything though I have to go to work. I kept remembering the whole day what my so-called boss meant by don't play with him. No, wait what does he think himself, and what does he think of me? What type of girl he was thinking me to be? Can not he see Me wearing a hijab, is he blind or something. Or what? That man is literally out of his senses, he is crazy! I should have replied to him, I should have shown him I'm not weak! I should have already taught him a lesson!!! Okay so that's it... I'm going to talk to him My Boss about his wordings! I shouldn't have walked away... I'll talk to him today, I'll show him I'm strong and can stand up for myself... I don't want anybody to control me or make me weak.

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It's already 12 pm by now, I was waiting for more visitors to come as from the morning I have dealt around 10 visitors but already 30 minutes have been passed no one came. I walked over to Brenda's desk that was in front of mine as I was getting exhausted with everything. I talked to her she's nice, kind generous, helpful, and blah.  I love her already lol.

After spending ten minutes with her I went back to my desk. After dealing with three more visitors, one by one every employee walked out of their cabins to the cafeteria. And I stood up to pray my Dahur prayer. I went to the washroom did wuzu and stride towards an empty room where I prayed yesterday. After twenty minutes I was about to step out of the room when I came to the realization that yesterday when Boss spit rubbish out of his mouth he walked away immediately after guiding me the room. I rolled my eyes in mind. I was still confused if I should or not speak to the boss about yesterday, I thought so well just forget about that it's just nothing he is the boss he sure has a lot of egos and etc. I walked past by his door when my steps came to a halt. I stopped in front of his door that was the first one from the stairs.

"Are you dumb why would I spy on you?"

Yes!! I was sure... It's his voice!! Yes, I'm so damn sure... He...

I trembled from fear. Sweat was forming on my forehead. I was shaking, my hands my feet my whole body was shivering...

Why he is here? Why? What does he want from me? Then I remembered he said he would show up in front of me, day after tomorrow! My father!!!! He is here!! Whyyyy! Why he is talking with Boss? I don't know who my boss really is, I never got time to talk with him then what the hell does he want from him? What does the boss can give him? What? Surely not me caused I'm not his problem...

I don't want to hear anything I just want myself to be away from him.

Memories of the past hit me like they always do. But this time it was something more. I looked right-left took slow steps. I kept stepping backward shaking my head that it can't happen he can not be here until someone grabbed my arm and turned me around.

I shuddered at this moment, it was Brenda. Relief rushed through my head, I hold my chest and took a long sigh. She holds my shoulders and wiped my tears off. I didn't realize tears were streaming down my face.

In an instant, I wrapped my arms around her neck as she was short a little I had to lean in little. I cried on her shoulder without making any sound of sobbing, She patted my back, I hugged her tightly.

"Oh, My dear!!! Noor, see your daddy is here won't you hug your daddy"

I stiffed... I didn't move... I clutched her shirt harder... Brenda didn't let me go, she tilted her neck to see who he is and then tilted back at me.

He will take me, he will beat me, he will again force me to marry, he will do everything to me to take revenge for ruining his reputation...

No no!!

No! No! I won't let him do this I won't! It's my life! Force marriage is harram! Abuse is harram! He is too much...

I loosen my grip on Brenda's shirt and pulled away from her. I wiped my tears with both of my palms and turned to face him.

He's my father, he had a smirk on his face. He was wearing a dark maroon type purple tuxedo. He is still the same. Same white small beard, black and white perfectly set hair. It's been 5 years... He could reach me easily long ago if he wanted as he did today. Then... Why after so long? What's up to him now?

Then my eyes go to the next person standing behind my father. My boss. He was standing holding a doorknob as he was about to close the door but was stopped by someone's drama...And then my eyes go to Brenda she was looking at me. This irritates me. I couldn't endure this. Everyone's eyes are on me, seeing my destruction.

"Happy now my dear father? Oh sure will be, But no no no... Wait! Why are you here now? What do you want from me now? I'm not in your life anymore. I'm DEAD to you, you already said then what do wanna do with this DEADBODY. Let me rest in peace, please I...i beg you" tears were streaming down my face, I lifted my both hands and united them straight and rested my forehead on it in order to beg him.

After the silence of one minute, I looked up, my father had a furious look on his face, he raised his eyebrows and the smirk on his face was no more, he was gritting his teeth... I'm so damn sure if nobody would be here he would throw the strongest slap on me. I looked behind him to the boss, he had a confused look on his face. And just like that, I wiped my tears and walked away out of the office.

I ran and ran as much I could. I was sobbing very hard continuously brushing the tears off my face. I ran through the traffic, dodging the vehicles, pushing every person coming in my path until I lost my track. I'm in an unknown alley, it was creeping me out, I wandered around to get out from here. I recited Ayat ul kursi and other surahs of the Quran. I couldn't endure this anymore, I know Allah is with me but still I couldn't. In an instant I felt a headache, I pressed my head but nothing happened, Everything was fading away slowly slowly, My feet became weak, I fell on my knees and passed out.