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Called her mine.

 22nd August 2023


    She was somehow a Lebanese.. perhaps an Arab.. whose kind soul was the warmth of the friendship between my family and her. Her husband, was caught dead while protecting the country, he was a brave, fine soldier. And this woman, she had that big eyes and a pointy nose. Her hair was nearly curl and it is in light brown. She was a doctor and somehow people are so greed for heaven that they got her killed. In that dream, she was a good friend of mine.

    " You take her! " was her last word to me, for her first born. The little angel was just born and knew nothing. Not even she could recognize her mother.

     So I called her mine.. That time was as if I am an independent adult, alone, and ready to spend my life for the little girl. I brought her everywhere and taught her to laugh. She has that bright, big smile and that cheeks, light pink shades whenever she sees me. Her eyes blue and, she is mine.

    I remembered I showed her to my father, and my parents - they love her as much as i do. No matter how much cuddles and kisses my parents gave her, she was always looking back at me, with that hairless rounded head and shiny smile; as if to ask my approval to be that happy with someone else other than me. I wonder how wonderful His jannah could be if the world is already felt like this - she was just an orphan I took care of and loved, yet I never been happier. Life is just perfect, when she's here with me. She is mine. 

    Time passed, and her hair grew long till her shoulder, as half curly as her mother's. She now can talk; I taught a human being to talk! She's not even my children but her existence made me the luckiest. And just then, I was strucked by reality that I owned nothing of her - the government wanted her back, to be reunited with her bloodline family who basically cares nothing after all this time. Where were they, when I was the one had to wake up all night for the baby? Where were they before I got to love this little girl with the fullest of my heart? 

    


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