So what if we are girls?We are strong enough.
So what if people judge? We should not care.
So, what if we are girls? We should work hard, make our parents proud, and be independent.
So what if we are all girls? We should band together and lift one another...

Anisa:
I was feeling much better now, but I still do not understand why Ayman stayed. He had to be at home with his parents on the weekend, and he had to be at work the next day, but this stubborn guy was sitting next to me.

"I stayed back for you, and the 12 days begin today, which is the first day," his response made me wonder what he was up to at almost 11 p.m.

Guys can be very confusing at times!!

He grinned and said, "Your dad is busy in his office and your mum is in the kitchen, so this means we have plenty of time talking about stuff." It seemed like he had accomplished something important by staying back.

"Ayman, what would you like to know?Nothing will change; even if I tell you everything, my choice will not change," I firmly informed him as well, leaving out any further details.

"Anisa, why are you so stubborn?"After a while, he finally said my name, and I could tell he was getting angry.

To his question, I smiled and said, "I have gone after my best friend," but all he did was shake his head.

He went completely still and his expression changed to one of sadness as he stared at me intensely with a lot of emotion in his eyes until I turned away. "I found out some months ago I have brain tumor," I blurted out.

He comforted me by saying, "You do not have to worry; we will get you treated by the best doctor and you will be cured. Have faith in Allah." I have always detested hospitals, and I know I do not have much time left. It scares me to even consider having surgery.

"I want to live with you and my parents. I want to do so many things, Ayman," I told him, and he listened, but what was the point?

Enjoy every moment of your life because you never know when things will change!!
Nobody promised you tomorrow...

"You will live many more years, and you will not be able to get rid of me so easily; you must return to us," he said as his voice broke. It hurt to see him like this; he was always playful, mischievous, and arrogant, but it worked for him at work.

"Please move on, Ayman. Even if I survive, I will not be the same Anisa," I said in a low voice. He clenched his fist tightly and had a dark expression.

"No!"I will never give your place to anyone else, and no one can take your place in my heart," he said, clenching his hands and banging on the table next to my bed.

What about his heart?What does he mean by that?

"Do you want to know something, Anisa?"He asked, and I did not want to know because I would be in an operating room on the 12th day struggling.

Since today marks my first day of the twelve, I would like you to know how I felt about someone on the first day.
The man concluded with a smile, "My heart beats for one girl only, I trust and care for one girl only, I want to spend the rest of my life with one girl and she is the only one since I met her I have made many mistakes but no more I want her and I will do anything for her."

She is got to be one lucky girl.

"Do you want to know who the girl is?" he asked, smiling as he stared at me.

I know he did not like me, but would he spend the rest of his life with me if I survived my surgery?No, he will not be able to see my face because I will have undergone so many changes.

He deserves to be happy, so if he likes someone, I will make sure he is with the girl of his dreams. I will not cry, and I will leave him alone...

I bit my lip and adjusted my hijab (scarf). I swallowed the lump in my throat, which hurt, and my heart beat faster by the minute.

"Yeah, I want to know who the lucky girl is and who stole your heart," I said, plastering a smile on my face........

He took out his phone and did something I could not see, but then my eyes widened as he showed me the girl's picture.

"She is the one I like and love; I am going to propose to her today," he said, and my eyes widened in confusion....