Spa #Freewrite

Halima was determined to pamper her favourite girl. She called her around ten on the Valentine's day morning and asked if they could hang out. Her mum agreed only after making her promise to let her go back home early to 'manage the farm'. She smiled as she ended her call.

Her father long deserted them to start a new family with someone younger. At the age eleven and the eldest of five siblings, she watched her mum work round the clock to raise them up decently. She struggled to educate them, challenging them to aspire to lead better lives than hers. She disciplined them religiously while supporting them with everything she had. This earned her the nickname, Madam General.

The decision to take her mum to a spa for Valentine's was a dream born in her university years. Turning into a young woman came with more questions and better understanding of life. Among these was getting an idea of how much their mum sacrificed to raise them the way she did. It made her cry as a woman.

Her mum showed up where they had agreed dressed in white linen. When Halima inquired if she knew it was Valentine's and people wore red; she chuckled and said she was not 'people'. They caught up for ~~what seemed like~~ five minutes and found themselves at the gate.

Adorned in beautiful calm colours, it had the words 'Healing Zone' painted on it. She drove in a spotless serene environment as her mum gasped balancing tears. 'I wanted to spoil you because of who you've been to us and as a woman this came to mind. I saw you deny yourself love and care to raise us; today I just want to pretend I am giving you a fraction of that back.'

Choking on emotions, her mum clarified she'd do it again if she had to. That it was them who gave her a purpose and will to live after their father left. How she couldn't imagine her life then without them. 'Your strength is all I need to make it in this life now! Halima remarked. They smiled at each other crying and left the car hand in hand to enjoy the spa.