بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
Our giggles had brought Khawla to investigate. When Zaheera came up with this idea, there was no way I was gonna back down, because this was my chance for revenge. We, Zaheera and I, were dressing Amina up in niqaab and we had great plans for her.
Examining our handiwork we both finally approved of it. I don’t know how Amina stayed still through it all with no complaints. While tying her hijaab, I accidentally poked her head with a pin but besides a small ouch she didn’t make a fuss. She really was a sport.
Amina then went along with her little terror of a brother to sit in Zaheer’s room. Faheem was given free rein in Zaheer’s room to dig in all the cupboards and given instructions by Zaheera to search for Zaheer’s junk stash.
Khawla and I peeped from our room as the boys returned from Salaah. Before Zaheer could enter his room Zaheera stopped him. She stage whispered,”You can’t go there. Khawla’s friend is there and she’s in niqaab.”
“Yeah, throw me under the bus!”Khawla grumbled before I shushed her.
“Why is she in my room? And she’s so short! Are you sure you not fooling me?” Zaheer questioned annoyed.
“Shh! Don’t be rude. She has dwarfism. She just looks small but she is 16. Stop mocking her. She didn’t choose to be so short. Allah made her like that.” Zaheera rebuked.
“You still didn’t tell me what she’s doing in my room,” Zaheer said irritatedly.
“She’s not completely right up there, if you know what I’m saying. For some reason she can’t get my name right also. She said she likes this room and wants to sit here so we didn’t want to upset her.”
To strengthen my statement of her being mad she came out of the room acting as if she didn’t know Zaheer was there and couldn’t see him. She then proceeded to walk straight into him.
“Zubeida, so pretty walls you got here but why do they appear in the middle of nowhere?”
She then proceeded to pull his beard questioning, “What’s all these strings coming out of the wall?”
Khawla and I began killing it. They were just too much. Zaheera seemed to be struggling to hold it together in order not to give everything away.
Just at that moment Faheem emerged from the room. His hands and mouth smeared with chocolate that he had eaten from Zaheer’s stash.
Knowing that Zaheer would catch on any minute, Zaheera screamed, “RUN!” as she and Amina made a mad dash towards us and slammed the door shut locking it behind them before we all burst into random bouts of unstoppable giggles.
“You do know y’all lied?” Khawla said once we had calmed down a little.
“Ugh! Let us enjoy our moment of glory without going all pious on us,” I said in displeasure at the fact that she had burst our bubble. Instead of enjoying our moment of sweet revenge we were now riddled with guilt.
قَالَ رَسُولَ اللَّهِ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ آيَةُ النِّفَاقِ ثَلَاثٌ إِذَا حَدَّثَ كَذَبَ وَإِذَا وَعَدَ أَخْلَفَ وَإِذَا اؤْتُمِنَ خَانَ
The Messenger of Allah [SAW] said: “The signs of the hypocrite are three: When he speaks, he lies; when he makes a promise he breaks it; and when he is entrusted with something, he betrays (that trust).”
قَالَ النَّبِيُّ صلى الله عليه وسلم “ رَأَيْتُ رَجُلَيْنِ أَتَيَانِي قَالاَ الَّذِي رَأَيْتَهُ يُشَقُّ شِدْقُهُ فَكَذَّابٌ يَكْذِبُ بِالْكَذْبَةِ تُحْمَلُ عَنْهُ حَتَّى تَبْلُغَ الآفَاقَ فَيُصْنَعُ بِهِ إِلَى يَوْمِ الْقِيَامَةِ ”.
The Prophet (ﷺ) said, “I saw (in a dream), two men came to me.” Then the Prophet (ﷺ) narrated the story (saying), “They said, ‘The person, the one whose cheek you saw being torn away (from the mouth to the ear) was a liar and used to tell lies and the people would report those lies on his authority till they spread all over the world. So he will be punished like that till the Day of Resurrection.”‘