sat in the lounge of my parents home as I had many, many times before. I kept looking out of the window even though I knew there was nothing new to see...
It's funny how you can keep looking out when you waiting for somebody, you know they not there yet, but you keep checking, just to be sure.
I was waiting for Imraan. I would hear him turn into the drive before I see the car, but o can't stop looking out.
Imraan's doing this drive for the last time. He sounded so happy on the phone when he called me a few minutes ago. He was passing hibberdene. He was coming to fetch me. Tonight we would go to visit our babies and tomorrow we will go to fetch them!
Yes...thats right!
Tomorrow, we taking Zehraah and Zeyaan home. The news has thrilled us to the core. Tomorrow is going to feel,like the first day of the rest of our lives.
Imraan couldn't contain himself over the phone, "Babe, I love you so much...i love our babies so much. I want nothing more than to take your'll home! "
I smiled to myself now, replaying his words. These last few months have been so hard! I shook my head to clear my thoughts and took a deep breath, no sad thoughts tonight!
I couldn't shake out the funny feeling in my tummy ever since Imraan phoned. I was waiting almost anxiously for him to come. He was taking ages!
It would be Magrib soon...i need to put the lights on, I thought.
As I stood up, I checked the time on my phone again. 30minutes since Imraan phoned! What was taking him so long.
A pair of headlights flashes across the yard and I sighed deeply as the sound of the engine reached my ears. Finally!
My parents were gone to visit their friends down the road for supper and I was alone. I rushed to open the door as the car engine shut off outside. When I heard two doors closing, I realized it could not be Imraan.
...too late, I had already flung the front door open.
Oh no, please don't say his gone!!
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