I wake up with a throbbing pain in my head and tiredness, holding my head slightly. I look to check by my side to see annur not there, then I hear the shower running.
Oh he must be in there.
I put on a long gown, as I am practically not wearing anything, then take my lazy legs downstairs to go and greet Mom and Dad.
"Salam Mom, salam Dad,"
"Wasalam my dear." Dad and Mom say in unison.
"How are you doing?" Dad asks
"I'm fine, what about you?"
"Alhamdulilah. Are you sure you're fine my child, you look a little pale." Mom asks concerned.
"Yes I'm fine, its just a little headache,"
"Ya Allah come and sit, you should have told me." Mom says worriedly.
"No, I'm fine seriously, its just stress." I try to tell her.
And lack of sleep.
Because of Annur.
"Hatina, let your mother take care of you." Dad cuts in.
"Okay, but it's nothing really." I still say smiling.
Mom goes up and get back with an Advil for me to take.