(Doesn't Saliha have any dignity-the female race is getting dissed here.)
She glanced around her briefly. "Allah has given me so much," she sighed dreamily but her pleasure turned to anger when she caught sight of her father pampering the fat camel to it's hearts delight and feasting withit from a dish of dates.
"How dare you show your face like this!" she screamed, jealousy burning her insides. "Mum died in a state of Jahiliyah, Iv'e been zapped accross the Universe on a telaporting loo and yet you stand there, pompous and selfish not caring that your only living daughter was almost devoured, like a zillion times! You should be ashamed of yourself!" She took several deep shaky breaths and the tears flowed down her eyes when she saw her father-that selfish being-nervously tried to slide his Qur'an from the fat camels back into his pocket unnoticed. "I'm not blind!" she cried unable to prevent her voice from dangerously rising to it's peak, "so you were aware of the light of Islam all along! You knew the truth yet you deserted us!...deserted me! How could you live in peace and security knowing that your wife and daughter needed you? Then more than ever!"
She felt queezy just looking at him and a wave of nausia passed over her, knocking her helplessly to the ground. She turned her gaze to the heavens. The sun was setting and it cast a dusky flush over the desert. She allowed it's beauty to sink into her soul, enlightening her and causing her to realize that she didn't need this man. What was he compared to Allah? Nothing. She thought about everything that had happened and understand for the first time that she would not give anything to continue living the life she had once led. She stood up, not seeing the human who had ruined her life and tore a strip of cloth from her apron using it to cover her head. She then prostrated before her Lord, The One God and prayed as she had never prayed before.
'Oh Allah! have mercy on me. Forgive me my sins and those of my fathers. Guide me onto the straight path. There is no power or might except with you. Grant me salvation and send your peace and blessings on your Messenger Muhammad(saw). Ameen.'
Then she stood up, knowing that she was truly prepared to face the world.