Digging up the Truth: 2

After watching the video, I just sat there in complete silence and utter shock. That was one thing I wasn't expecting to see. One thing that will most probably, change my life.
I turned around and faced Salama who's face expression wasn't at all different as mine was. Her eyes showed fear and shock. And all I wanted to do was hug her and tell her that this changes nothing. Instead, I ended up crying.

A few minutes later..

Salama: "Are you going to show this to baba?"

Me: "I don't know."

Salama: "What do you mean you don't know? He won't be able to deny anything, 3asha! You have proof *holds up the CD cover* and you have the right to know the truth."

Me: "Stop it, Salama! Don't you get it?! I've been living a lie my whole life! This is a lot to take in! This whole time, I've been lied to by my loved ones, the only people I knew I could trust no matter what."

I immediately stood up and went straight to my room. All I needed at the moment was to be alone. All I needed was some time to think.

How could they do this to me? I thought. 19 years. I've been lied to for 19 years. And what's even more worse was that I fell for it. How couldn't I? I mean..anyone in my place would've fell for it for it was so believable. Anyone would've fell for it for they never expected such a thing, such a lie, from their loved ones.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the main door of the house shut. I knew it was my dad even though I hoped it wouldn't be. I mean..I did want to face this. I did want to know the truth. The entire truth with not a single detail left out. But an important question ran through my mind. Will I be able to handle the truth? I hope so.

I got up, washed my face, and headed to my father's office. And on the way, I found myself thinking of ways to bring this up to him.

*Knock* *Knock*

Dad: "Mno?"

Me: "3asha."

Dad: "Halla, tf'9lai."

I walked into his office and sat on the chair opposite of his. For a while there, I sat in complete silence not knowing how to bring this up. How was I supposed to start this? Should I've brought the CD and showed it to him instead? Just to make things easier for myself. But there was no time. He was staring at me, sensing something wrong.

Dad: "Shfeech 3asha? 3ndch kalam tbain tgoleena?"

Me: "Mmm, I .. 5altii Hind.."

Dad: "Balaha 5altch Hind?"

Me: "She sent me a box..saying it belonged to my mom."

Dad: "Okay, your mom probably wanted you to have it. Wouldn't you like to keep it?"

Me: "No, it's just that..."

Dad: "'Cause if you don't, you can give it to your little sister. Maybe she'd like that."

Me: "No, baba, the box didn't have much of el mr7ooma's stuff..they were more of MY mother's stuff."

Dad: "3asha, what are yo--"

Me: "Baba, I know about my mother, my birth mother."


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Digging up the Truth: 1

It was 2 in the afternoon when I had finally woken up. A few days ago, I would've gasped at the clock and rushed to the bathroom thinking I have wasted my day sleeping. Not today though. Today was different.

It has been 4 days of mourning. Four days of sorrow, grieving and weeping. How do people manage to go through this, I thought. How will I when the person I lost was the most dearest to me? The most loving and caring. My idol. My mother.

For 10 minutes, I did nothing but toss and turn hoping this heartache would go away. In the end, I gave up and walked over to the bathroom. After having washed my face, I checked my phone for any new messages. There were 2 missed calls from my aunt, 1 from my father and an SMS from my aunt that read:

- I have left a box with your housemaid which I've borrowed from your mother, Allah yr7mha, a while ago. Make sure you take it for I'm sure your mother would've wanted you to have it.

The rest of what I've received on my phone were nothing but the usual, SMS's and BBMs from people sending messages of sympathy.

I combed what used to be the hair of a lion. Yes, I'm grieving, but that doesn't mean I should go out looking like a complete mess. After applying some moisturizer onto my face to look somewhat alive, I left my room for some contact with others. Since I've been nothing but quiet or alone these past few days, I felt the need to talk to someone today. My sister. My brother. Anyone. Anyone who understands what I'm going through. Anyone who understands my pain. My heartache.

I  looked around the house to find nobody. That's weird, I thought. Where could've they possibly went?

So I headed to the kitchen hoping someone would be there, and..

Housemaid: "Aisha, I make for you food. I bring it up to your room?'

Me: "No, it's okay. I'm not hungry."

Housemaid: "You have to eat, Awashii."

Me: "Okay, leave it on the dining table. Rose, where is everyone?"

Rose: "Your father and Hamood went outside and Salama take shower."

Me: "Oh okay."

I walked out of the kitchen to the dining table and waited for my food to arrive. I had absolutely no interest in food but Rose's right. I needed to eat. I couldn't remember the last time I had a proper meal. A few minutes later, Rose entered the room carrying my tray. After placing it down in front of me, she left and came back holding a box. I guessed it was the box my aunt texted me about.

Rose: "Madam Hind left this box for you."

I murmured a thank you before she left the room and after taking a few bites of what she had cooked for me, I left the room carrying the box. I headed to my sister's room and found her sitting on the bed playing around with her phone.

Me: "How did you sleep?"

Salama: "Alright, I guess."

Me: "Did you have anything to eat?"

Salama: "Yeah, I did. Had no choice, thanks to Rose. 7lailha."

I had nothing else to say so we both stayed quiet for a while.

Salama: "What's in that box?"

Me: "I don't know. 5alti Hind left it for me saying she burrowed it from mama a while ago."

Salama: "Open it!"

Me: "Uhh, okay.."

Salama jumped out of her bed and sat right next to me as I placed the box on the floor. Knowing the password to every lock my mom owns, I started to unlock it. I then started to slowly open the box. In it were jewelry, letters, birthday cards, and a CD cover that had the words "PLEASE WATCH!" written on the front.

Salama: "We'll watch it on my laptop."

And before I could say anything, she gets up to get her laptop.


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