| By 6aziza,
on 09-01-2004 04:44
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When the first half of dawn had shown itself, she had already prayed. It was one of those mornings when she couldnt wait to go to the orphanage which she had established. Her children had been waiting for so long. They didnt want her gifts, to see her smile made them overcome their loss of maternal love. She was a childless mom, single, with only her children to lighten up her world...
This morning was not an ordinary one. She had a big surprise for them. On top of that she had promised them something else that none of them knew. The children didnt know she was bringing in these things on that particular day. All they ever wanted was to see her...
The hours were struggling to get by, it felt like an opressed child awaiting death to take off his pain. With each hour taking its course, one of the children would add a flower to one of her beautiful vases.
When the children could no longer hold their patience, the best friend decided to go see why Mamma was so late, perhaps she overslept. The best friend couldnt believe her eyes. She saw Mamma laying in front of her patio. She held the Mushaf (Quraan) close to her heart with no sign of a rising or falling chest. Perhaps she was shot by a passenger, or it was most probably a death by natural causes. One of her promises that morning was to teach her children how to read the Quran. The second one...no one knew.
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