Chapter 30: Chapter 30
Husnah's Point Of View.
Three years later...
"Salima" I called out, "come and carry this brother of yours. I still have lotta work to do and he thinks now is just the right time to start his rigima".
"Coming Ummi" she called back. I was standing by the kitchen island, with Khaleed in my left hand, while the right hand was already dipped into a mixed dough.
'This boy is going to drive me nuts real soon! Damn'.
"Kawoshi" Salima said stretching her hands towards him.
"Here. You guys can go to the garden and have fun. No matter how he cry, don't bring him back till I call you guys in. Where's Amirah?"
"She's in the living room watching Moana" Salima replied as I gave her Khaleed.
He gave out a loud cry which I felt right through my brain! 'Damn Khaleed! Why do you have to be stubborn?'.
"Go dear, don't mind his wails you can stuff him up with pringles and any other thing he likes. Just keep him with you till I am done over here. I'm already late for everything. Damn!".
"I will Ummi. Just take care please and stop stressing yourself this much. Papi loves you all thesame, with or without the anniversary cake". She said as she kissed my left hand which was free, "I love you Ummi" she added before she left.
I felt my eyes moist up and I knew I'd be crying any moment soon. That girl never ceased to amaze me which each passing day, not for once, I repeat not for once had she ever looked at me like I wasn't her real mother. She respected and loved me as much as her dad. I was one hell of a lucky wife to Sadeeq!
"I love you too Habibatiyy". I mused to myself before focusing on my work.
Its been four years since I Married Abu Amirah, and today, being 27 August 2017, its marked four years. I was planning for a surprise anniversary party for us, only I and Salima knew about it... Oops, and least I forgot, Fareedah also knew about it and was helping me from her home. We've become kinda close in the past few years, even tho... I used to feel weird when I saw Nabeel, and didn't always feel comfortable with him around, but I was still trying to cope.
***
"Here" I said giving Fareedah my necklace "help me please".
"Sure sweedie" she said as she fixed the necklace. "Maa Shaa Allah... you look breathtaking. I can't wait to see Your hubby's expression". She chuckled.
"Lol. See you... thank you for everything swediee. Nagode, Allah bar zumunci" I said hugging her.
"Don't worry dear. I'll take Salima and Amirah with me, but I'll be leaving your dan rigima for you".
"Haba mana... go with him".
"No o, hold your thing. He's not my son nikam".
Sadeeq's Point Of View.
I parked the car in the parking lot, surprised for not seeing my family waiting for me by the doorstep. Was she occupied with something that she forgot about me? But she should have heard the sound of the car when I drove in. I heaved a sigh and strolled down to the door. And as soon as my head pop inside the living room, I just knew something was different!.
"As salaamu alaikoom" I salaamed but got no response.
My eyes then fell on a cardboard paper, on it where words written in italics.
"follow the rules!".
'What the hell is happening?'. I looked beside it and my eyes caught up with an arrow pointing towards my room's direction.
I smiled and walked straight to my room, only to find it beautifully adorned, with lots of red petals of roses on bed. The room smelled heaven... I'd do anything just to have such smell permanent with me.
On a couch lying beside me, was a black trouser and a green shirt. Then I saw another instruction,
"Take a hot shower Yaa Abu Amirah and wear this cloths. Don't spoil the fun... I'll be watching you with my other eye. Kisses".
I couldn't help but smile, what was Husnah planning?.
I took shower and got dressed in the clothes before going out again. Hence, what I saw again hitched up my breath, my eyes grew wide and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Was she the one or something?
By Allah, I knew I was blessed, and she had always been my source of happiness... My habibaty daa'iman. Her smile, just her smile made me feel like I was the luckiest man in the whole universe, my heart clutched and my love for her increased. She was standing by the TV Stand with a remote in her hand.
Click...
And John Legend's song (All of me) erupted from the speakers.
'What will I do without your smart mouth'
'Drawing me in and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning'
'No kidding, i can't pin you down'
'What's going on in that beautiful mind I'm on your magical mystery ride'
'And am so dizzy don't know what hit me but I'll be alright'
'My head's under water but I'm breathing fine'
'You're crazy and I'm out of my mind'
"Welcome home" she said slowly... her thumb trailing softly along my jaw. "You... you... look..."
"You look breathtaking" I cut her off "I just can't seem to take my eyes off you" I added.
"I love you Abu Amirah"
'Cause all of me'
'Loves all of you'
'Love your curves and all your edges'
'All your perfect imperfections'
'Give your all to me I'll give my all to you'
'You're my end and my beginning'
'Even when I lose am winning'
'Cause I give you all of me'
'And you give me all of you'
"Ever since the first day I meet you, you've been nothing but a blessing to me. By Allah Umm Amirah, You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I am not being selfish here... but I always thank Allah that Nabeel didn't get to fall in love with you... and only I being the lucky champ got to have everything about you. Your love, your heart, your body and soul. I'll forever love and cherish you Umm Amirah". I said slowly, cupping her face in my big hand.
'How many times do I have to tell you'
'Even when you're crying you're beautiful too'
'The world keeps beating you down'
'And I'm around through every mood'
'You're my downfall'
'You're my muse'
'My worst distraction'
'My rhythm and blues'
'Can't stop singing'
'Its ringing in my head for you'
"I don't know if I have the perfect words to use here Abu Amirah. You're my world, my happiness, my soulmate and my husband in Jannah In Shaa Allah. You've been the perfect husband every lady will ever wish for. Do you know, that every single day, I wake up with new and strange feelings for you? Feelings that touch the heart and let the soul know that someone cares. Feelings that send shivers down my spine and goosebumps appear on my skin... feelings that makes my heart do double flips and make the pit of my stomach growl and yearn for so much love. I fall in love with you over and over again with each passing days". She said, tears rolling down her cheeks.
'My head's under water'
'But I'm breathing fine'
'You're crazy and I'm out of my mind'
"Ssh..." I shushed her as I place a tender kiss on her forehead. "This is the best moment of my life. Nothing, I mean nothing will ever make me forget this Umm Amirah... Your words are just too perfect for me, and you are also perfect for me. Nothing can ever make me forget you or this words. Can I kiss you on your cheeks? Wet kisses I mean?". I cooed.
"Just hug me tight in your arms first. I want to smell your cologne and feel safe around those big arms".
'Cause all of me'
'Loves all of you'
'Love your curves and all your edges'
'All your perfect imperfections'
'Give your all to me'
'I'll give my all to you'
'You're my end and my beginning'
'Even when I lose am winning'
'Cause I give you all of me'
'And you give me all of you'
"You smell so good" she said, nuzzling her nose on my chest. I held her tight in my arms, afraid that someone might snatch her away from behind.
"You're still that tiny little girl I fell in love with years back. That small little girl who drives me crazy".
'cards on the table we're both showing hearts'
'Risking it all though its hard'
'Cause all of me'
'Loves all of you'
'Love your curves and all your edges'
'All your perfect imperfections'
'Give your all to me'
'I'll give my all to you'
'You're my end and my beginning'
'Even when I lose am winning'
'Cause I give you alllllllllll of meeeee'
'And you give me alllllllll of youuuuu'
"Happy Anniversary Abu Amirah. Today, marks four years of our marriage... and throughout these years, you've been nothing but the best companion and sweetest husband. I wanna grow old with you"
"I wanna die lying in your arms. I wanna be there for you, sharing in everything you do. I wanna grow old with youuuu". I sang slowly before capturing her lips and crushing mine on them. Making sure that, this... will be her best kiss ever. "I love you soulmate".
"I love you more cupcake".
Husnah's Point Of View.
"Okay guys! Let me get all this straight" I said looking at my brothers "You mean to tell me that Hamma Naseer has gotten a girl of his dream and will soon leave the bachelors zone?".
"Yes Angel. Finally the ugly dude has decided to get married". Hamma Jabir replied.
"Hmm! I'm lost in words nikam". Amal said.
It was weekend and I spent most of my Sundays at home or with Mama.
Mama didn't even act like a mother in law towards me, she treated me like the daughter she gave birth to and I loved her like a daughter should love her mother too.
"Wedding bells". I jumped shouting making Khaleed, who was sleeping peacefully on the couch beside me, squirm and wake up with a cry. Damn!
"O come on baby". I cooed him, "Momma is sorry please, go back to sleep... please".
"I pray he has woken up kenan. You are such a careless momma". Amal said rolling her eyes.
Have I told you guys that she has two kids now? Both were boys and also twins!
"Weldon good momma" I huffed strapping khaleed on my back "now back to the wedding plans. I'll handle the dinner stuff". I said all giddy.
"No! That's my part." Amal shouted.
"I'll do it this time around". I said
"Hamma Jabir!" She whined.
"I am not in the mood for your small fights. Count me out of it little one".
"I am a mother of two kids and you still call me little one? Oh Lord! When will I ever grow to these people here?". She said rolling her eyes before picking Khaleed from my hands and hopping upstairs.
"You're always the little one here sis. And I'm an Angel!". I shouted behind her and just in time, the most stubborn kid I've ever seen came in... Amirah!
"Ummi" she called out, her hand so dirty with clay, "I want my make up kit?" She asked innocently.
"It's at home. What are you doing? Look at your hands Amirah!".
"But I was cooking for Hassan. He is my husband and I want to make up my face the way you do when daddy is coming back from office". She said, looking as innocent as she always have been.
Jesus of Nazareth
Muhammed of Mecca!
'Amirah! Na shiga uku ni Asmaa'u! this girl won't be the end of me In Shaa Allah!'.
"Whaat?!" I was so puzzled.
"We are playing outside and Addah Salima said I am his wife. So now he has gone to work and I want to look beautiful for him before he comes back. I already cooked tuwo for him". She said again, smiling like a loon.
'Na shiga miliyan!'
"Is that how your Ummi used to do at home?" Hamma Khaleel asked trying so hard to hold his laughter.
"Yes uncle. She'll cook delicious food and will look all beautiful for Dad". She replied.
"Really? And did she use to hug him?" He asked again.
"Yes... yes uncle. He always hug her before hugging us". She said, but now she looked sad.
"Aw... that's too bad of daddy" Hamma Jabir purred joining Hamma khaleel.
"So he hugs her before hugging you and Addah Salima?" Hamma khaleel continued
"Hamma!" I yelled turning all red before running out of the living room. I'd have to talk to Abu Amirah about this.
'What if I do kiss him and do all other things to him in their presence? Damn! Kids of nowadays! Or is it parents of nowadays? I don't even know!'.
Nabeel's Point Of View.
Alhamdulillah for my life. Husnah forgave me and everything was a bygone. My only concern was for Fareedah, she believed she couldn't give birth even tho she once had a miscarriage, but after that miscarriage... Nothing came up again. And that past few days, she seemed lost and depressed.
I was sitting in the living room, holding a mug of coffee and going through some files when I saw Fareedah, coming out of her room smiling and all giddy.
"Baby" she called out before jumping up on me, tears all over her face.
"Hey! What's wrong?" I asked worried.
"Baby... Baby I love you and thank you for sticking by me and never giving up on me" She said, still crying before giving me a pregnancy test tube. My heart beat increased and I was afraid to look at it.
Positive!
"We are pregnant again Reedah!" I said jumping up with her in my arms, "I'm going to be a daddy". I said still holding her in my arms.
"You're going to be a daddy again, In Shaa Allah" She said slowly "we have Amirah remember?".
"For me, this is the first. Amirah is more like Sadeeq's daughter and not mine. Alhamdulillah... I'm so so happy My Reedah. Let's go and pray".
"To Allah be the glory!".
Sadeeq's Point Of View.
It was an early Saturday morning, the sun shone brightly through the drapes of the kitchen window as I busied my self into making pizza for breakfast with tapioca. Yum! I love tapioca!
"Humph" I heard her small smile as she hug me from behind. "It's good to have a husband who can cook".
"And it's good to pamper your wife once in a while and make her feel happy. Where are my bunch of happiness?" I asked as I kissed her nape.
"Hmmm... up there in their room. Khaleed went back to sleep. What can I help you with?" She asked.
"I only want you to sit down here," I said putting her up on the stool. "and shower me kisses any time you feel like and keep telling me how much you love me. That's all I want".
"And that's all you get" She said as she circled her hands around my neck and gave me a kiss of my life.
"I love you so very much Abu Amirah".
"And I love you more Umm Amirah". I replied between breaths.
THE END.
Hello everyone. Thanks alot for reading my story. Below is the blurb of two books I'll be putting up soon.
She felt as if she were floating. Her eyes were closed, and everything about her felt soft, a luxuriating fluffiness like the satin down comforter her grandma used to have. She thought she must have been sleeping. There was a not-unpleasant heaviness to her limbs, like the time she could finally sit down after standing and walking in the market for hours.
Then her brain started to focus in a peculiar sort of way, powerless over thoughts that surfaced unbidden. Abubakar suddenly came to mind...how he had gotten her this way, and how she longed to tell Maama, but couldn't. Maama. . .
As her consciousness began to return, she tried without success to open her eyes. Something tight and sticky was holding her lids together. Now she knew she was sleeping. She'd felt that strange paralysis before when wrapped in layers of her dreams, her legs turned to lead as she ran from shadowy pursuers and her eyes became inert shutters. She was scared, what frightened her most was her breathing. Her hand blindly went to her mouth, where she found the tube.
Yaa Rahman! She was in a hospital!
Her heart was thunderously racing, filling her chest with explosive fear. She blindly pulled at the tube, ripping it from her throat, gagging violently as it made her gasp and choke. But finally, finally, It was free, and she flung it far away.
***
"Aysha, please... Just let him get married in peace for goodness sake!. Why are you acting like a new born baby?". Fa'iza snapped at her "I'm only here to help.''
Have you now!" Aysha could feel an anger rising in her. It started as a spark and became a flame that exploded inside her. They still were not through with her. They were going to make her pay for the rest of her life. Well, she had had enough.
When Aysha spoke, her voice was trembling. "I have nothing to say to you! You go back and tell them whatever you please. Fa'iza! There's no way I'll seat in this house and watch Fadeel get married to another woman. No I won't. I did something stupid, but as far as I know, there's no law against stupidity. Fadeel thinks I'm now worthless". She waved a scornful hand in the air. "If i had known, do you think I would've done it?" Her voice was beginning to choke up. "I___I don't Care what you do. All i want is to be left alone. Now please go away!"
Aysha turned and fled into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
She stood against the sink, taking deep breaths, wiping the tears from her eyes. She knew she had behaved stupidly. That's twice, she thought wryly. She should have handled Fa'iza differently. She should have tried to explain, instead of attacking her. Maybe, just maybe she would've talked some senses into her brother to drop the marriage issue. But she knew, that was wishful thinking. Sending someone to question her was a charade. The next step will be to give her her divorce letter.
She stepped into the bath again and lay back, letting the still-warm water lap at her, soothing away her tension. At this moment, she was too tired to care what happened to her. She closed her eyes and let her mind drift.
*
Closing the door behind her, Aysha stepped into their room, not bothering to even acknowledge Fadeel's presence who was seated on the study table with lots of papers in his hands.
"Finally, the queen has graced me with her presence. Well, its a good thing you're here. I wanted to give you this". Fadeel said taking long strides towards her with a brown envelope in his hand.
Aysha didn't even bother to look up. She sat down by the bedside tapping furiously on her phone. "Here" Fadeel said pushing the brown envelope towards her.
"What's this?" She asked not looking up.
"Its my wedding invitation with Amirah Julde" Fadeel said smiling.
Aysha stood up quickly, shoving Fadeel away from her. "How dare you look into my eyes and tell me this Fadeel? How dare you say this?". Aysha said in a strained voice.
"What do you mean Aysha" Fadeel asked, shoving his hands inside his pockets.
"You're telling me you're getting married Fadeel. We've been married for two years Fadeel. I made you happy, I did everything I could to make you happy including taking those pills Fadeel!"
"Have I ever shoved those pills into your mouth? When i asked you to take those pills did you oppose to it? I didn't shove those pills into your mouth Aysha...you took them willingly!" Fadeel yelled angrily.
"But I did it to make you happy Fadeel. I did it for us...for you Fadeel. How could you do this to me...how could you? I took those pills on your orders". Aysha broke down completely, hugging her legs.
"Don't you dare blame me Aysha. I need kids and you can't give them to me. I have to get married again".
"Fadeel don't do this to me please. You can't do this to me". Aysha begged him.
"I am getting married Aysha. And that's final!. You can leave if you want to, but am still getting married".