Why Him?

It was already 3 paths ten when I reached home. Mom was standing in the kitchen

when I finally entered the door. "As-Salam-u-Alaikum," I said to my mother who

was fixing up some food. All of us have to enter with salaam every day and if you

don't say salaam, no one will answer you or look at you because it's a family thing

we do.

Dad always tells us "Say salaam, when you enter the house because Shaytaan gets

out and it brings peace."

I took a shower quickly and got ready to go to the evening Quran class. I am so

tired but I have to go because my sisters can't go alone. We are 5 including my

parents and seven people in a family of seven. With three girls and two boys,

Noora is the oldest, and the youngest is Fatima. Saad and Khalid are always busy

because of work.

Making my way to the bed, I realized that my room felt empty. It feels like

something is missing and "Oh I got it"! A painting. It needs some frames and

decorations. By 4:00 pm already, I had already taken a shower before heading to

the masque. Evening Quran classes are nice because we get to walk home and

enjoy nature. Except today is different, "Isn't that the guy we met at Tim's?

I watched as he turned around and it was him.

"He recognized me," I said to myself,

Then what happened next shocked me to my core, he smiled at me. Without

realizing what I was doing I smiled back and ran away.

"Seriously"

Stupid stupid Omayra.