Rahim agony in loosing Salma.

Rahim

SAPS escorted me out of the International Arrivals hall to where my family was waiting. My dad looked confused and asked where Salma was. All along I had assumed she was with my family and suddenly I felt very afraid. My dad called every lawyer and official he knew asking them for assistance. Two hours passed and no one could tell us anything.

Finally after midnight I was told to go home and return in the morning I had no choice , it was time to make the dreaded call. 

I called Salma’s dad and explained to him what had happened. I began to cry on the phone. I felt so stupid but I was helpless , I was suppose to protect Salma at all times. The imam told me to pray and remain calm and to keep him updated. I checked in to the Airport hotel and after a shower and a quick bite to eat I read tahajjud Salaah. I prayed and cried and prayed and cried. 

The fact that South Africa wasn’t like the US with all its crazy terrorism fears was comforting. I realized that they were probably going to deport Salma and that maybe the issue was the exit stamp , because that’s what the lady at the immigration desk had mentioned. 

I got up, made a cup of tea and found my parents sitting down stairs. We were silent , I didn’t know what to say. I felt so lost, I was confused and my heart felt like it had been ripped open, even breathing was difficult. 

My Parents didn’t know what to say to either so we sat around the table staring into our cups and no one saying a word. 

Fati arrived with a performance as usual. She had brought us some clothes from home. She screamed at me, saying that my marriage had wrecked everything and I just burst into tears and told her to leave me alone. 

My dad took my hand said we should go and pray Fajr. I was in a daze, I told myself she would call at any moment and say she was back safely in London. I begged God to protect my Salma and to not let her hate me for not being able to get her out of the airport.  

My phone rang and we all jumped. It was Sadia, she was frantic and told me she couldn’t remember her parents number. I asked her what happened and she told me that she had just landed in South Africa with her kids and mother-in-law but Abdullha hadn’t been allowed to board the plane. 

I felt Dizzy and I blacked out. I remember nothing after that.