part 130: (nicholas+hanzalah)

**”Bismillahir rahmaanir raheem”
-in the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful-**

Hanzalah couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day. He was in utter distress. What did he get himself into? And how was he going to get himself out of this?

He was never more relieved for the day to come to an end like he was today… He had to go back home and speak to nick.

Nick roamed around the house aimlessly. He was bored out of his wits… And he was feeling a little hungry.

Hanzalah did say that he should make himself at home.

He walked into the kitchen and began opening the units one by one in search of some junk food or snacks. Maybe some biltong or chips or even some 2 minute noodles would do. But hanzalahs kitchen was very different to his.

After searching through the kitchen fridge, hanzalah gave up. Nothing looked familiar or appealing to him.

He threw himself on the couch and looked at the time. It wasn’t long to go before hanzalah would be back from school. Then atleast he wouldn’t feel so bored and annoyed.

Tasha walked in to the police station to file a missing person report. It was probably the hardest thing that any mother would have to do, but nick was missing for over 24 hours now.

“But ma’am, what if the kid is not actually missing? What if he just ran away.. You know how teenagers are nowadays. Always upto mischief…I’m sure he’ll come home soon- unharmed”

Tashas blood was boiling. First they refuse to file the report because it wasn’t 24 hours and now they just don’t want to help find her son.

“Whether he ran away or was kidnapped, I don’t care… I just want my son to be found. He’s not used to being on the streets all alone. He comes from a good and wealthy home. He won’t survive out there… I’m worried sick about him. This is south africa. What if someone hurts him”

The officer behind the counter looked blankly back at tasha whilst chewing on gum.

“Look, are you going to help me find my son or not?”

She just continued chewing….

“Here… Fill this in!” She finally said handing tasha some forms and then picking up her phone and typing away.


*assalamu alaykum….” Hanzalah greeted loudly as he entered the house. It was his habit.

Abdullah dropped them all off at home before returning to work again.

Nick sat up from the couch.
“Hey bro! How’s it?”

hanzalah forced a weak smile out and nodded a “I’m fine”

“Did you eat anything?” He avoided looking at nick.

“Erm… No, wasn’t really hungry!” Nick lied

Hanzalah put his bag away and proceeded to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Once the food was warmed up, he took a tray for naeema and habEeba to the room and then nick and hanzalah sat in silence whilst munching on their chapatis and green lentils.

It had a distinct taste but nick couldn’t be fussy. Besides, he was starving.

“So?” Nick broke the silence. “How was school?”

Hanzalah swallowed hard and without meeting nicks gaze replied: “same old…”

Suddenly he didn’t feel like eating anymore. The knot in his tummy that he carried around all through the day was back again. He licked his fingers hastily and sat up, leaning against the sofa behind him. “Look nicholas.. We need to talk!”

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