بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

I looked at Sumayyah with raised brows and retorted, “Cocky much!” as I swiftly served the ball. A stunned Sumayyah just blinked as the ball flew right past her, “Hey! I wasn’t ready.” I just grinned and fist pumped the air, Khawla:1 Sumayyah:nil.

“What happened to making me run?’ I teased baiting her as she reluctantly went to fetch the ball. Sumayyah tossed the ball for my second serve but as she was more of a forehander and I, a backhander she missed again. Taking one look at the disgruntled look on her face I burst out laughing. Khawla:2 Sumayyah:nil.

“I was just giving you a chance,” she retorted as she served the ball. We were soon rallying the ball back and forth for what felt like ages so I decided to try distracting her, “So, Apa Sumayyah..and score! I’m so kicking your butt at this.” Khawla:3 Sumayyah:nil.

“How do you know I teach? I don’t remember telling you that.” She questioned. “Wild guess.” I replied before she served again, this time going in for a kill, “Wanna play dirty huh?”

This was my turn to stare dumbly as the ball flew past me. There was no way on earth I would have been able to hit that and she knew it. “Told you I was just giving you a chance.” Khawla:3 Sumayyah:1.

Realising that she really was good at table tennis I felt I needed to keep the lead now that I have it or else it will be really hard to get it back so I decided to stall and distract her and do what I did the first time. “So what was that great advice you had for me, Apa Sumayyah?”

“If you have any influence over them, or if you know they’ll listen to you, try to advise them in a nice way. Explain the severity of the sin of harming a Muslim. All the good deeds of a person will be passed on to the one who he harmed. Harming a person unjustly is zulm (oppression). Allah Ta‘ala detests oppression. The punishment for oppression, unless one repents and seeks the pardon of the oppressed person, comes in this world and the Hereafter….”

That’s when I decided to serve, yeah I know I’m playing dirty but hey can you honestly tell me you have never cheated in a game in your life? And ofcourse that was my point. Khawla:4 Sumayyah:1.

As we continued playing Sumayyah seemed unfazed by what I had done and questioned, “What is your relationship with them?”

“They’re in a lower class then me so I guess they’re more of acquaintances than friends, I’ll make sure I give them your advice though.” I replied.

“NO, DON’T YOU DARE!” Sumayyah shouted causing me to falter in shock and miss the ball. I looked up to find Sumayyah grinning, “Tit for tat! I’m serious though, If you don’t have a good relationship with them you’ll probably just make things worse. This advice has to come from someone who they look up to or who has some influence over them. You need to find someone like this and discreetly inform them of the situation.” Khawla:4 Sumayyah:2

We hit the ball back and forth calmly, a few more times before I ran out of patience. The next time it came, I was ready and smashed it back to Sumayyah. I glanced up with a smug grin, sure she would have missed the ball so you can imagine my shock when I saw Sumayyah fist pumping the air and saying, “My point!”  I looked at her incredulously, “No ways! It’s my point. You missed the ball.”

“Remember what I told you about control, sorry but you just hit it out sweetie. It didn’t bounce in my court. Go fetch now, I told you I can make you run,” she smugly replied. Khawla:4 Sumayyah:3

What had started out as a friendly game was now rife with competition. Who knew how competitive Sumayyah could be?




Just aspiring to inspire through the pen, or should I say, keyboard. May Allah Ta’ala accept my efforts and make it a source of Hidayah for the Ummah.

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