In my dream, I was witnessing the most disgusting scenes. I saw my dearest cousin's hubby having an affair with another: but NOT with a girl. I didn't wanna say it coz it just hurt so much. In that dream, I swore to tell my cousin of what I had just seen but he stopped me, begging in tears. I felt disgusted! Yet at the same time, as I saw the cousin come to the scene after the argument, I went tongue tight. I didn't know how to start or what to say. It had hurt me much knowing the truth, what's more her if she did find out. This is when I woke up and turned to the felines for a console.
Later on, as I drifted back to sleep, the scenerio came to image again. We, me and the cousin, were visited by Danny, a dear friend. I so wanted to tell him everything, hoping that he would give me solution to what I should do about the matter. He didn't get the hint, the very opposite of how the real Danny would react to any of my ideas. I was so upset and wondered what on earth was going on.
Then I woke up with a loud text coming from my dad waking me up for sahoor. I was glad they happened in the other side of my subconscious brain.
Thank God it wasn't real!