Neenah's POV

"Ya Allah, if this hardship is a test let us pass it. And if there is a lesson we are meant to learn, don't let us miss it. And if our life must be broken,then please mend it with your love and mercy...Ameen."

Choking on the treacherous lump in my throat, coated in dry sadness as I sat down on my prayer mat, hands flying up in mid air, with a half soaked hijab as I pray to Almighty Allah to ease our problems and have mercy on us.

It was late midnight on a Saturday morning when I couldn't get a glimpse of sleep, I kept on tossing and tossing on my bed until I decided to make use of my time. Mum always says "If you can't get sleep at night then make use of the opportunity to get closer to your Lord...for that time is the best time to make a prayer"

I turned to my lord and prayed with utmost faith, hope and trust that our hardships will come to an end. I prayed and prayed thinking time will come to a full stop because I didn't realize it was dawn already until when I heard the Adhzan.

I quickly stood up and folded my prayer mat. I kept the Quran on my study table and decided it is high time to wake up my lazy sister who has been snoring all through the night.

"Meenah...Meenah....Meenah, wake up its time for fajr prayer." I shook her lazy bones but she groaned and turn away facing the other side of the room.

One of the hardest task in the morning is always having to wake Meenah, she hates mornings so she always gives me a hard time while waking her up. But today I was exhausted, not sleeping for the whole night and having to sit down on the floor with raised hands could be exhausting, not to talk of standing and bending during the prayers.

"Meeeeeennnnaaaaaahhhh" I shouted into her ears as she jerked up from bed, her hands on her chest already about to faint.

"What is it? Is this how to wake a humble person from his sleep?" She sneered at me with deadly stares.

"Oh I was just waking you up, I tried my level best to do it gently but you compelled me into shouting at this time of the morning. Now since you are awake go do your ablution." I said as I pushed her into the bathroom.

Today I decided we are going to pray together as a family. Dad leading the prayers while we follow. I went straight to mum and dad's bedroom feeling tired and weak as I knocked on their door. There was silence before I heard shuffling sounds and the door jerked open revealing Dad's bold structure.

"Is everything alright dear" he said with his husky sleeping voice.

"Erm...erm actually it's fajr time and I wanted us to pray together in the living room, if it's not a problem Dad." I said feeling awkward as if I have done something really really bad.

"Oh okay I will wake your mum, we will be there in ten minutes. Okay." He said with full surprise in his voice.

I immediately jogged downstairs to arrange the praying mats and keep some Quran for everyone.

I can't make mistakes, I can't make a decision in a naive haste. Because I don't deserve to make such dumb decisions. Until tears stream down my face for the position I have placed myself in this life. There's more to life than the utopia I dream of, I mean, we can always create our own utopia. But we have to live in reality. Because there really is no such thing as a perfect life. It's just a shame we never really understood what life meant. If only we don't live in such fantasies. Especially as we can never have a perfect life.

We always want what we don't have. We want many things when we don't have them. It's s pity but we have to keep going, we have to accept our fate, if that is what is meant for us. You can work as hard as you can, you can spend sleepless nights until you achieve what you want, and what's it even for? Temporary world, temporary wealth. You chase and search for wealth when you can't even find yourself. Because it's not worth it. You fall into dilemma when you loss that wealth. Not knowing that worldly wealth won't stay forever. And you forget it's just worldly desires and it just leaves and break your heart. 

Instead of investing in the wrong place, invest in Allah. Work on making yourself a beautiful Muslims. The right thing will come, but it requires patience.

And we will be patient and put our trust in Allah, For Allah doesn't disappoint His devotees.

Fifteen minutes later, we stood behind Dad as he lead the prayers with his melodious voice echoing through the silent morning of the day. Indeed it was a pleasant feeling. We sat down reading the Holy Quran together aloud after the prayer. It felt good, the ease in my heart, the feeling of happiness once returned to me.

And I smiled looking at my family with utmost pleasure and happiness. But there was one thing missing-actually one person missing.

The family isn't complete yet.

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Assalama Alaikum

Hello dear fellas

How was the chapter? Boring huh? I will make it up to you guys, I promise😆
Anyways who do you think is missing in the family? Put your wild guesses guys?

Hehehehh....*the evil me*👹

Don't mind me oo🤣🤣 I have been having writers block recently, so I think I will take a break, resting and rethinking will help.

Glossary-
Adhzan-(the call for prayers)
Fajr-(morning prayers that is done before or during dawn)

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