Chapter Seventy I spent the morning first writing back to Rayyan and then baking with Azmiah. All she really made was a mess but she had a ball all the same and I enjoyed it myself. She’d need a thorough bath but she’d gotten the chance to play with icing and decorate some cookies for … Continue reading Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Seventy
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Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Nine
Chapter Sixty Nine Rayyan’s departure had seemed to serve as a reminder to my parents that they too had been ignoring the jobs they so dearly loved and had centred their lives around. Mom was the first one to leave on a proper trip but they’d both been in operating rooms within a week of … Continue reading Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Nine
Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Eight
Chapter Sixty Eight I sighed happily as I swiped away the strands of hair that had escaped from the messy bun-like structure sloppily piled atop my hair. Finished! And not a moment too soon. I heard Rayyan’s footsteps echo on the landing and cast a worried eye over the spread laid out in front of … Continue reading Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Eight
Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Six
Chapter Sixty Six Rayyan’s eyes were wild when he stormed into my bedroom. Wordlessly, I lifted up Azmiah from where we’d been playing on her playmat and handed her to him. He snuggled her close, burying his head in her fluffy hair. “I’m using a baby to soothe myself. I’ve hit a new low.” I … Continue reading Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Six
Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Five
Chapter Sixty Five My entire being ached with the urge to pick up and run and just keep going until my very legs gave out. I had a newfound appreciation for mouth guards. Without one, I was sure I’d have worn my teeth down to stubs. As it was, I woke every morning with my … Continue reading Fiction: Resisting Taqdeer Chapter Sixty Five
The Imperfect Muslimah 