Chapter 24

My Story

‘It’s okay to tell me. ‘Aahida said patting her shoulder once again.

Tamina straightened her back and leaned on the bedpost. She closed her eyes and prepared herself.

‘I ….’ Tamina stuttered.

‘It will lessen the burden of your soul, at least a little.’ Aahida said encouraging Tamina.

‘I was also born in Belgarath, just like you, to Kamran and Aisha. My father was a cobbler and I had a brother, Tariq

‘Had?’ Aahida asked.

‘The first Sharia attack, at the Marwah. I lost him that day.’

‘So were my parents, they owned a little store at the Marwah.’ Aahida said with a sigh. Tamina looked stared at the women in front of her. She now knew that they were so similar and shared the same fate. Almost every Belgarathians story was like this, except they become a terrorist at the end.