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Yumna:
It is not easy when someone close to you is in such a state. There lay his father with all the bandages on his hand and head. I just could not see that always smiling face now fighting on a hospital bed for his life. That is what I have been telling Ahad since we arrived at the hospital. We hurried and came to the hospital as soon as he was a bit calmer.

Was it wrong of me to keep it from Ahad?Will he be angry at me?Was I acting selfishly?But I wish people would understand that Allah had other plans, and what if Ahad discovered that I had concealed the threat from him?

I prayed to myself, "Oh Allah, please save Ahad's dad. He has to be okay because he is the foundation of our family and Ahad's role model. We can not lose another member, please Allah."

Dad was not even awake when we all sat outside.

Should I tell Ahad?Not today, maybe when he is feeling better. He cried a lot today when I went to the prayer room and saw him looking up at the ceiling while praising Allah and praying.

He was texting me even though I was sitting next to him. It was getting close to evening, so we told Mom to take a nap. Despite our repeated requests, she left, so I stayed with Ahad and Aisha's parents joined Imran.

I was relieved that Ahad did not even take my hands when I looked at him because he seemed so lost and exhausted. When he did look at me, though, his blue eyes—which I adore the most—were emotionless and lifeless.

Allah is testing us with this.

I put my head on his shoulder and said, "Ahad, listen, everything will be well Insha'Allah," but all he did was nod.

After a while, I heard him say, "I wish I knew who the person was. I know someone tried to kill dad because first it was us then dad." He continued, "I will not spare him once I find out who that bastard is." He then sat down and rested his head on my lap, and I massaged his head. At this point, the hospital was almost empty and visiting hours had ended, but two family members were still permitted to stay while we waited for Mum to return with Imran.

"It is okay, he is awake. Just be careful and do not worry about him too much or ask him too many questions. Let him rest."The physician announced himself as he went by.

"It is his wife, please let her know," he said, grinning, giving Ahad a hug.

"Is it possible for us to see him?"As Ahad was calling his mother's number and thanking the doctor and Allah for saving his father, he asked him and then went to his father's room.

Though I firmly believe that Allah knows best, I secretly feel compelled to tell Ahad what would happen if someone else came in first and what they would like.

Yes, please, and make sure he takes his medicine on schedule.

We went into the room. I detest hospitals. My dad was not well, but at least he was conscious. He smiled at us and looked at us, but before I could get a good look at him, I felt Ahad snatch a chair from the chair and run to talk to him.

My spouse is a big softie, full of playfulness and emotions, even though he may hide his emotions and wipe away his tears while giving off the impression of being strong.

He took his father's hand and apologized, saying, "I am sorry, dad. This will not happen again," before walking away and noticing the hand was bandaged.

He looked my way and motioned for me to approach him. "What are you sorry for? It was not anyone's fault and do not you dare any of you think otherwise,"I moved slowly; how could he be so composed in this circumstance?Even though I am still terrified, we were all smiling when Imran and Mom came in.

They have been such a beautiful couple for all these years, and their love still shines, thank God, that she just stood at the door unable to see her husband's predicament.

"Will you just stand at the door?Dad asked mum, and she could not take it any longer and went to sit near him after Ahad gave them some space.

"Do not worry, I am fine and healthy. At least now I have you to take care of me," Dad told his mother, who just looked down and realized how shy she still was.

"Wow, may Allah grant you both eternal happiness, MashaaAllah." After Imran's father told him it was time to find Imran a partner, Imran just became stiff. I turned to face Ahad, who said he would speak with Imran shortly.

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Dad was released from the hospital after a week, and tonight, my brother, Aisha's family, and I were having a lavish dinner together.

Afternoon In our room:
We went to our rooms after deciding to take a break and give our parents some time, but I was not sure if I should tell Ahad or not. I did not want him to find out from someone else.
Ahad was occupied with playing Word Connect on my phone since I asked him to finish the daily challenge for me because it was so tough that I was stuck.

"Ahad,"I called him but his focus was in game big mistake I shouldn't have given him my phone.

"Mhhhh," He just replied.

Ahhhhh

I went and sat down next to him, saying, "I want to tell you something important," but I quickly became paralyzed when I saw another message from an unknown number.

I simply nodded as he narrowed his eyes and seemed to be asking for permission to read the message.

Since this was the third threat, I was forced to confront Ahad. I know he has the right to be angry with me, but if he opens one message, he will see the others, which I did not delete.

Ya Allah, please assist us in passing this exam.

One tries to be the more collected one when the other is angry.

I tried to calm him down by holding his hand while he checked his messages one by one. When he got to the last one, he took my hand off his arm and just stared at me. I could not keep that look in my eyes for long; even so, I could tell he was questioning me.

Ahad was too busy being enraged and staring at me as if everything was my fault to listen to me when I told him, "Ahad, I can explain."Was I really to blame?

"Damn it, why did you hide such a big thing!"Just why?"After asking me, he got up and started to pace the room.

You are aware that I have been concerned about you since before our marriage, and even though you have received threats, you have never felt the need to notify me.

Was it not even possible for you to inform me that the second was sent on the day we went out? At minimum, we would have alerted Dad if he was home."

Trying to explain to him, I said, "I did not want to worry."

"Worry?"fine Though I think you should have told me yesterday, I still agree.

"Why are we fighting instead of working together to find a solution?" I approached him, but all he said was that he needed time to calm down. A moment later, I heard the door close, but not before he informed me that he would return after seeing his father and pray Isha.

Did he just walk away?

"Ya Allah, what just happened?"

I chose to give him some space until he calms down because I thought maybe he needed some alone time.