LA NUR

I am la Nur daughter of Robbert and Alia, my father a French man, basketballer by profession and hobby, my mother a house wife and a seamstress born in India--she was and still is really good with clothes, I was 15 years old and just like my father i loved basketball i literally couldn't live without it, my brother Bheem was 9 years old and had no hobbies apart from loving a doll😂

I lived where i was born in the heart of New York City in a pent house with my family. My father was the best basketballer New York City had ever known, he had charisma, courage and tactics. He was my hero, my model, my best friend he was my everything. Our weird family lived happily and peacefully until that faithful day my father was taken to jail and charged for murder.😞

It was a bright summer afternoon, i and Bheem had just finished our home lesson and we headed down stairs to have supper, as always i was dressed in a hoodie and baggy pant i inserted my hands in my hoodie pockets as i walked, Bheem clutched his doll tightly like a little girl. My father was rich enough to buy thousands of dresses that a girl should were but i always refused and insisted on dressing like him, as a basketballer he always wore hoodie and baggy pants, he begged me once saying

"LA Nur sweetie please let me get dresses for you , i would get the prettiest dress anyone has ever seen "

I remember it vividly like it was just yesterday cause I refused vehemently and even started wailing, I was just seven then. But my father kept persisting until my mom came to stop him. Dad also begged Bheem to let him buy toy cars, bikes or any other toys Bheem wanted apart from a doll but just like me Bheem refused. See we were weirdos.

We ate our supper that afternoon in silence, dad was feeling nervous as his team were playing the finals that night.

"don't worry dear, i am sure you guys would win this like always " mom tried to calm him down

"you don't understand Alia, Zack is in the opposition team, he is really cunning and we can't lose this match at any cost" dad put his hands on his four head in worry and stared at his untouched food.

" why the finals for God sake " dad banged the table as he muttered.

" calm down honey, it'll be fine" mum said

" who is Zack daddy " I asked, dad sighed and said

" he is terror my dear, we might lose the finals cause of him "

"but the the opposition team is 'the beast' and there is no Zack among the members " I said, dad smiled and said

" I see you have done your research, come LA Nur let's go for a walk " dad said standing up.

Mum escorted Bheem who was looking really bored, he kinda hated basketball. They went upstairs for Bheem's siesta.

Two body guards escorted i and dad on our walk

" so i see you'r still deep into basketball ball " dad started

" yes dad, I want to become a world best basketballer just like you " I said with hopes and faith in the future, I was just fifteen but i had high hopes and ambitions. Dad smiled and said

" well, then show me what you have got Zack's name in the beast is malin he is using his surname"

" oh that's why Zack didn't ring a bell, I know some things on malin he is... " I paused and stared at Dad, he had a mischievous smile on his face.

" Dad, malin must be a new member, I don't have Intel on him " I said looking down and sad

" hey don't be sad, what are the four Bs of a basketballer " dad asked crouching down to my height with his hand on my shoulder-- my dad is really really tall, I still don't understand how mom married him, when 'you may kiss the bride' was said did mom climbed a stool?😂

" bold, brave, ball speed and beauty " I said smiling, dad added beauty for fun so I had always blush when i said it.

" yeah that's my girl, being sad isn't among OK, so be cheerful at all times take your failures as a push to success not as ' the world has come to an end '

I busted out laughing seeing Dad's funny face as he said the world has come to end. He smiled and stood up after seeing my mood was great but then i noticed he looked nervous.

" Daddy are you nervous " I asked

" yeah a little, a tiny winy little nervous " dad said as he described by bringing his thumb and fore finger close they almost touched, I smiled and said while rubbing his right hand which was entwined with my left.

" don't be nervous daddy, I am sure you would do great cause you are the world best basketballer "

" been the world best isn't enough, to defeat a team with someone like Zack we need an R" dad said.

" an R! Not a B why? I asked.

" because this single R is the most important part of basketballer, and I--don't have it "dad said looking sad.

" what does it stands for daddy " I asked curiously, but before dad could answer one of the body guards came running with dad's cell phone.

" sir you have an urgent call " the body guard said. Dad collected the phone, his eyes landed on the time.

" shit we are late, come on La Nur or we won't make it to the finals " dad said as he ran towards the house while receiving the call leaving me stunned, how could i forget to keep track of time.

It was just four in the evening and the match was starting by eight, but as it meant so much to dad we had to go early.

" miss La Nur, we should get you prepared " a body guard said as he guided me back to the pent house, the house was in a frenzy as maids and guards moved in and out, mom ran towards me.

" where have you been, we are way behind schedule " mom said

" I am sorry mom, it's my fault I was supposed to keep track of time for dad but i lost it instead " I said looking downhearted.

" it's OK dear, come let's get you dressed quickly " mom said

" but I am already dressed mom " I said backing out of her reach.

" alright let's get you into Clean hoodie and pants at least " I succumbed and followed her upstairs.

Bheem was done dressing as he busied himself with his doll, mom and i headed down stairs with Bheem, we learnt from one of the guards that dad had gone without us.

" uh that's fine, we are all in a hurry so we will take another limo and leave for the match" mom said.