MOVING ON.

Months have passed since the incident and although her mom has a lot of relatives, she didn't inform any one amongst them about her current predicament, and yes afifa has tried informing them , but every time she is tries her mother wouldn't let her succeed, and her supposed reason is because she was ashamed of what she had done , and doesn't deem it fit for her family to see her as a constant failure, but afifa knows it will get to a time she won't be able to withstand all this anymore.

Yes, Alhamdulillah they are both coping, Afifa works extra shifts in the hospital in order to help with the bills, oh hold on , she works extra in order to be able to meet ends meet, as she had already known that her mother won't look for a job , so afifa is now the one catering for both their needs.

Afifa who occasionally goes to work with the bus and most times come home on foot, just so she can save more and spend less, and as she had already said before, there is little to what she can do, because, she is a sickla and as sickla , their bodies likes zero to no stress.

Today afifa was extremely tired, she was currently on her way back home from work, walking gentle on the sidewalk when she felt dizzy, she had expected for a lamp post to be around somewhere , when she bumped into a wall, oh sorry, a human being.

She isn't used to this kind of life, but when this is the condition she found her self in , there was nothing more she could do.

Afifa was about apologizing when she collapsed on the chest of the man.

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UNKNOWNS POV.

Change, they say is the only thing constant in life, who would have thought that everything was going to change in his life, he was never someone used to things changing so rapidly, and most especially when they don't go he's way.

He was always someone that got what they want at any given time without any condition attached.

if he had been told that this is how his life will be, then he would have laughed and hissed at the person's face.

As usual Mondays are always the day that people are always busy , and as today been a Monday makes it no different. I was currently on my way to pickup some medications for my dear father , who has constantly been having strokes, and as I was walking on the sidewalk which will lead me to the exact direction of where I packed my car, a very light body slammed on me, but because I was actually this built , it felt like a child wasn't paying attention and ran in to me, that is exactly how I felt, I was about to scold the person who bumped into me when I say her eyes, doe black eyes , that shine as bright as the color of chestnuts , when gazed upon under the sun rays, her eyes were so mesmerizing that I forgot to lower my gaze and chant astagfirullah repeatedly, just as I was about making her stand properly, I felt all her weight crashing back down to my chest .

I quickly supported her , and took her to my car, sending a quick message to my sister ,and speeding in the direction of the nearest hospital I Know.

We arrived at the hospital and she was taking inside immediately, while I sat down at the reception.

I was thinking about how her eyes looked familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint where exactly I had seen it before. Instead of me to look at her face properly, I was too caught up in her eyes, damn those eyes----.

I was brought out of my thought by the sound of my sister and her boyfriend ,( who unfortunately is my best friend) asking me different questions at the same time. But I didn't reply , because I was focusing on massaging my Temple's, I already felt an headache forming there.

After a while I explained everything to them, and they were also thinking about what I said regarding the eyes, we all know only one person with that type of an eye, but we were already afraid to say it loud, although she was someone we thought had died and that was why we couldn't say her name out loud.