ZAYNThey were here.
Somehow, I knew it was her family although I"d never seen them before. Her father was a frail, old man who stood with the help of a walker and a benevolence shone in his eyes that ticked me. The woman next to him also looked worn out; her eyes sunken, lips puckered and spine curved as if the whole world weighed upon her shoulders. A loose scarf was wrapped around her head, covering most of her russet-coloured hair and she wore traditional clothes.
Then, there was her little brother. I remembered that age—curious, awed and genuine. When you could be who you were without worrying about other people. After that, your innocence was stolen, chewed and spewed away.
I headed down the corridor towards them and Uncle immediately looked over. He squinted his eyes at me, a wary expression marring his wrinkled face.
I greeted them with a Salaam and they responded in a similar fashion. "I"m Zayn," I said, "Leia"s . . . cla.s.s fellow."
Uncle was still pretty suspicious but Aunty started firing questions at me, all of which I answered coolly, trying my best to ease her worry, all the while battling my own.
Even I didn"t know how things would progress from now on.
"Ammar didn"t come?" I tried to keep my face aloof and I thought I sounded pretty d.a.m.n smooth.
Whether Uncle was surprised I knew about Ammar, he didn"t let on. "I"ve tried calling him; he didn"t pick up. I"m sure he must be busy with work."
Work was more important to him than his wife? His son?
I nodded, though, leading them to Leia"s room. The hallways reeked of medicine and tears. It was a place of utmost happiness and utter sadness; where life and death merged into one. I tried not to look at anyone"s grief-stricken face as I strode to open the door.
I didn"t raise my eyes. Couldn"t.
I just held the door open for the three of them to pa.s.s. I heard the "ooh" and "ah" and my curiosity and interest would eat me alive but I wouldn"t look. I let the door shut behind me, taking a seat right outside on the unsterilized, quite unsanitary bench, a safe distance away from a middle-aged man.
And then I started thinking of things to say to Leia. Of how to say them.
Dread curled inside my gut, burning a trail down my abdomen, as I realised I"d have to face my Dad soon enough.