Death

Hafsat was rushed into the emergency ward after the news had been told to them. Yahya was patrolling the hallways unable to sit down as he awaited the doctor.

Minutes later the emergency ward door opened and Abba quickly rushed to the doctor.

"Doctor, please what happened? Is she going to be alright?" Mr. Mahmoud asked the doctor frantically "Sir please calm down, it's nothing serious she was just in a state of shock." the Doctor replied making Mr. Mahmoud sigh in relief

"Alhamdulillah," Abba said praising Allah."Am I allowed to go in and see her?" Yahya asked quickly "Not right now she still needs some rest" he replied, "Ok thank you." Yahya thanked. "No problem I will take my leave now." As the doctor turned to leave Yahya stopped him.

"Doctor please wait" the doctor turned around "Yes?" He said " Please about my kids, the patients that were brought in a few hours ago, is it true," Yahya asked his voice cracking at the end.

"I'm sorry to say but yes" the Doctor replied sympathetically, "Ok, in that case, can I please know which one of them survived?"

"Sure I think it was Fatima as I heard the doctor say" Yahya nodded "Then she's the survivor" the doctor concluded, "Thank you once again, Doctor." As soon as the doctor turned and left Yahya sunk into the chair behind him reality finally sinking in

Zarah's P.O.V

Where am I? I had woken up to beeping sounds and lights and a dimly lit room. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the room but once I did I realized I was in a ... wait HOSPITAL! I screamed in my head. That's when I noticed the nurses and a single doctor buzzing around me, some operating the ECP machine, some getting my drugs ready or I think they were and others, well they were just doing stuff.

The doctor took notice of me examining the room while he was checking my pulse. "Oh I see you're awake," He said as he looked up at me, " Yes, and excuse me I have a question," I said. "Yes go on" he urged " Ok so urm WHERE THE HELL AM I!" I yelled at the doctor taking him aback by my choice of words. "Calm down, calm down you were in an accident and was ....." "WAIT WHAT, oh yeah the accident, in that case, where is my sister?" I inquired. The doctor motioned for me to look towards the left.

That's when I saw her, well not exactly her I saw the sheets covering her, white sheets to be specific covering her face. At that moment I didn't know what I was doing but I wrenched the wires plugged into my body and started running towards her as they had started wheeling her out when a nurse caught me. A heart-wrenching pain sped through my body causing me to yell in pain and drop to the floor, helpless. I thought at that moment I was gonna die, for a moment I wanted death to take me but then I thought of my parents and how sad and lonely they would be losing to children, my late sister and how unhappy she would be and then all thoughts came back to me.

I felt a pair of hands lift me and carry me to my ward dropping me gently on the bed. I didn't even bother to look as more wires were attached to my body and then I blacked out.

Yahya's P.O.V

I heard my daughter scream, I ran towards her private ward room pushing all nurses, doctors, visitors, and even patients out of my way, only one thought was on my mind. I needed to get to my daughter. As I was approaching two hefty security guards blocked my path. Oh no!

I tried to struggle past them but to no avail. There was no way I was getting to my daughter. I backed down and slowly turned to go back when a doctor came out of her wardroom and said "Your daughter had regained consciousness but slipped into unconsciousness again" "What of the screaming I heard, was it not from her?" I asked "Yes it was her, she had only woken up and saw her sister's bed. She tried to go to her but the pain of the adrenaline wearing off attacked her so she screamed." The doctor narrated to me. I didn't know what to say, I was shocked reality finally hitting me. I had only one child left.

My other had gone to meet her Creator. The doctor patted me on my left shoulder before walking past me. The two guards who a while ago were blocking my path led me to a seat and left me staring blankly at her ward door.

I was torn between my wife and children's sorry child, one is in a state of shock and the other is still trying to recover, her soul struggling between heaven and earth. I didn't know what to do, I was as confused as a newborn baby. All I could do was pray. At that though I stood up and went to pray zuhr.

I made my way to the mosque just built at the back of the hospital. I performed a lotion and entered the mosque with a dua.

I met a few people there barely up to ten. I said my Salaat and prayer for Allah to forgive my daughter her sins and protect her from the punishment of the grave and hellfire. Heal my child and wife.

I terminated my prayers and stood up. I had to perform her Janazah(burial). With that, I stood up and made my way to the mortuary where they kept her.

I read the nametag and confirmed it was her before I opened the sheets covering her face. I looked away almost immediately as a tear slipped from my eyes.

Her face was burnt beyond recognition. My Aisha. I quickly pulled the sheets over her head and asked the nurse there to help me with wheeling her out.

Out neighbor helped me in giving her the ritual bath before she was wrapped in a white cloth to be placed six feet under the ground.

The Imam prayed for her as we sat in the mosque after we had finished the Janazah prayer.

That sad how I buried my daughter under the ground burying her. This life is nothing compared to the akhira.