Zakia - Episode 6

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"Almuharibun! (Warriors!) March down to the training ground right away!" Kabir had yelled that breezy evening. 

And there was something about the way he said it, that told me things were definitely not good. We only ever went to the training ground in the morning anyway. What could be possibly wrong? I wondered..

And despite the tension, we'd all instantly assembled ourselves there, standing at attention in front of the almighty Amir (leader) who was sat on his majestic plastic chair. 

However, the Amir (leader) looked far from pleased I'd noticed; He looked pissed..

"May the peace and blessings of Allah be Upon you," He greeted noncommittally in the familiar Arabic dialect.

"May the peace and blessings of Allah be Upon you too," We all chorused back.

"Before the Amir commences, I'll need you to go back inside Usaynah. This does not concern you!" Kabir had suddenly blurted out, looking at me rather sternly.

At this, I wanted to protest, but then Iman shot me a warning look right about that very moment, and hesitantly, I headed back into the main building..

I went straight into my room with quite a lot on my mind, I settled onto the bare ground with quite a thirst of curiosity.

But "I'm tired of being in the dark," I'd eventually concluded, which explained why I'd hurried towards the open window, peering outside to perceive what was going on regardless of Kabir's earlier instruction. 

"Bring her out!" The Amir ordered, gesturing towards his son, Iman . And bowing his head slightly, Iman swiftly disappeared from view, reappearing some seconds later, with a young girl with him

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. I recognised her to be one of the kidnapped school girls, the Baytu-Naheem girls; She wouldn't stop crying, and I wondered what she could've possibly done wrong.

"Kneel!" The egocentric Kabir barked. And sobbing even more loudly, the girl immediately did as ordered. 

It was difficult to hear what was being said from my hiding spot, hence, I'd strategically changed position. Not too close to avoid being seen, and not too far away so as to comprehend what was happening. 

"This nuisance," The Amir (leader) spat angrily, slapping the sobbing girl across the face, "-She tried to play smart last night, she tried to escape. But all thanks to Kabir, who caught her redhanded." The Amir commended, and the ghost of smirk that formed on Kabir's face was so difficult to ignore.

"Nadhil! (Bastard!)," I cussed under my breath. 

"This goes to show that our security around here is getting annoyingly lax," The Amir (leader) continued. "-and I want every one of you to sit tight.. because if I loose any of these girls, you're all going to pay the price!" He said with a warning tone. "Am I clear?"

"Tamamaan! (Completely!)" The troop chorused. 

"Now you look at me!" The Amir (leader) barked at the poor girl. She shivered in fear, and the salty tears trickled down her round face even more fluidly. "If I don't punish you, you won't understand the gravity of what you tried to do..

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. So I'm going to use you as a lesson to others." He stated as a matter of fact.. And for some reason, the Amir (leader) no longer looked angry. He was smirking devilishly. So was Kabir, and so were the rest of the army. 

All except Iman who maintained his usual straight-face..

For the rest of that day, my mind wouldn't stop wondering what this punishment could be, my thoughts wouldn't stop imagining what consequence the girl was going to face.

Nonetheless, it all became quite clear after that night's prayer.. 

I'd almost surrendered myself to sleep, when the sound of footsteps had suddenly echoed right into my ears. And out of sheer curiosity, I opened my door slightly, with my head popped out only a little bit. "Kabir," I whispered on sighting him.

But he wasn't alone. Kneeling right beside him was the same girl who'd earlier tried to escape, and she still hadn't stopped crying. 

"P-please," She begged. "I will never try to escape ever again." 

But if only Kabir listened to her sincere pleas..

Pulling out a bunch of rusted keys from his khaki shorts, he swiftly unlocked the door (the same door that harboured the rest of the kidnapped girls), and that was how he walked in, dragging the poor girl along.

Honestly, I'd initially thought that was the end of it. I thought Kabir would simply lock her inside and exit that vicinity altogether.

However, I was wrong.

Several minutes past, and Kabir refused to come out of the room. And the next thing I heard, was the loud, teary scream of the poor girl. 

I didn't have to be in there to understand what had happened. 

She was raped.. and right in front of the rest of the girls.

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