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She had applied the last dab of powder when he pushed the door open.

Ready?
He asked with a smile to which she just nodded smacking her lips.

She was wearing a pink buba and wrapper which was adorned with tiny little black stones and a black head gear.
Today was her best friend Rahma's wedding dinner and she's been in best friend mode for the past days. Omar & Hisham who only saw her when she was back late at night for the past three days were feeling happy today. She looked at her wrist watch and made a mental calculation before she told him she was ready.

He was dressed in a Black Kaftan with matching Gucci slippers and the smell of his famous Tom Oud erupted as he passed by. Hameeda dressed Hisham in a matching Jalabia with his pappee and after looking at the mirror one more time signaled for them that it was time to leave.

He parked outside the hall and waited for her to end the call she was on. The call ended and another came in as she smiled and answered.

I'll call you when I'm done.
She turned and smiled at him tossing her phone into the clutch bag she was holding. She leaned in and kissed Hisham who sat on his father's lap.

You behave and don't give your pappee a hard time.
She wobbled at his cheeks which he laughed

Forgot anything?
Omar leaned in and spoke to her as she opened the door to exit.

No
She replied as she smoothened the creases of her wrapper and walked to the entrance of the hall.

Omar watched till she had disappeared then he sighed and drove the car away.
They drove around for about 40 minutes until he was tired so they retired back home. He had no friends in kano so he couldn't visit anyone. His last resort was to call Saleem to come over or go to him so he waited an hour before the specified time she said she'd be done and drove home.

He met Ummi in her living room watching an Indian soap. She welcomed him scanning her eyes seconds after he sat down to see when Hameeda will come in and when she didn't, Ummi asked about her and why he had come alone.

I dropped her off at a friend's wedding....

And when she opened her mouth to comment he interrupted her and continued...

And I needed to spend sometime bonding with Hisham..... and I know you'll say something against it but it's what I want.. so please Ummi. Not tonight...

Shikenan Omar. If it's what you want. You don't want me to talk I won't. But I won't fold my arms and watch you make .......

Ummi please... I will leave if you continue...
He gave her a loop sided smile which she ignored and shifted her attention to her soap. Saleem who sat there didn't interrupt the mother and son. He knew Ummi and what ever was going on in her mind, no one can stop her let alone argue with her but Omar. So he let them be.
Omar stayed there for another few minutes and later rechecked his watch and bade Ummi goodnight.

The two brothers walked to the car in silence and Omar placed Hisham on the passenger seat and stood to face his brother...

What's her deal?
He threw the question to Saleem.

I don't know. I figured out she'll tell you. She always tells you.
He gave his brother a concerned look.

But just watch out for Samiha. You've got an amazing wife and you shouldn't trade that for anything. They've gotten Ummi tied around their necks and I know its going to take a lot of convincing but you know your ways around her. You always seem to get away....

Did she have any problems with Hameeda while I was away?
Omar asked him concerned..

Not really. You know your wife. And you know your mother.
I just think it has something to do with how close Ummi thinks she is with your dad and his family. You know how she gets when it comes to them.
He massaged his temple..

I don't get it
Saleem giggled

Dude broke her heart a lot of years ago wallah Ummi needs some letting go to do...

Hey quit talking about my dad this way....
Omar chuckled as he punched his brother playfully on the shoulder and watched him feign pain.
They said their goodbyes and he drove away to get his wife.

He left about five missed calls for her which all went straight to voicemail. He debated with himself whether to enter the hall and look for her or just stay there in the car and wait.
There was music coming out from the hall and a few people were dispersed outside some in their cars and others just walking or talking in pairs.

His mind raced to the hall where he imagined how it would be. Hameeda will surely be amongst the bridesmaids smiling cheerfully as the photographers capture her smile.
Her smile.. he scuffed at the thought of someone capturing her smile, maybe posting it on all those social media pages. This random thought set off his mood and in a split second he was walking his way towards the entrance of the large wedding hall.

The hall was lit with all kinds of colourful drapes and lights. He thought it would be hard to find her but as soon as he entered he noticed only a few people were wearing pink so he scanned his eyes to get a view of her.

His eyes met with some of the ladies who smiled at him as he searched, his mind totally elsewhere and down at the far end of the hall, he spotted her. His face hardened a second later when she smiled. It was that smile, her smile, the happy smile, his happy smile. The figure that sat opposite her his back towards Omar looked like he was telling her a joke as she laughed shyly. Omar felt a sweat break on his forehead. Who is this making her laugh? He approached them cautiously as he debated on what to do first.
Here, his wife whom he had tried to  make her look at him for the past few days or even spare him a genuine smile that she didn't have to force or pretend is smiling and laughing at a total stranger, a man.

She noticed him approach them and she stood up gently with a smile making her male acquaintance stand up too.

Habibi
She said with a smile stretching her hands to relieve Hisham from Omar.

Heaven
Omar gave her a weak smile and gently pulled her closer to his side his eyes still on the guy that stood a feet away from her waiting for an explanation.

She noticed his sudden change in mood and his hand that instantly went around her torso drawing her close to him. It was Labeling, like he had marked his territory. It screams "She is mine"

Haydar this is my husband Omar.
She smiled shyly again...
And this is my love, my baby........

Just say he's the one that replaced me..
Haydar reached for Hisham from her hand as he played with his cheeks.

Omar stood there battling with his mind whether or not to just shut him up with a punch and go to prison for life..... the guts he has? Who replaced what??.....

Aaand Omar this is Haydar. We went to school together before we got married..
She concluded with a smile.

Omar shook hands with Haydar battling with his mind not to break his fingers and wipe the stupid grin off his face.
A bunch of ladies met up with them and Hameeda went on introducing them to him and and him to them. They all aw'd and called the camera man to take pictures of the couple with them and when his wife-talking acquaintance stood at the end of the picture, he prayed that the camera man somehow cut him out of it.

They stayed for about half an hour later and then bid the couple farewell before she promised to come back tomorrow for the last part of the wedding which was the conveyance of the bride.

She slumped into the car seat and exhaled loudly as they drove silently back to their home.
He let her change for a few minutes before asking to meet him.

You're not going back  there tomorrow.
He dictated not taking his head off his laptop.

It's just a coincidence that we met with Haydar today everyone from school was there....
She gulped

It's not about that smiling buffoon we're going back home. I think you've had enough of Kano.
He raised his voice a little

Okay
She shrugged turning to leave the room.

Hameeda.
He called her back

Na'am
She sighed and closed her eyes when she noticed him leaving the bed and approaching her...

Look at me.
He lifted her chin.
Just open your eyes and look at me.
He moaned slowly and she felt his lips grazing hers as he spoke.

She didn't move nor open her eyes and seconds later she held her breath inhaling deeply as he felt his hand lifting her pajama shirt. His contact with her skin sent shivers down her spine and she started hyperventilating.

Please don't do this?
He begged
We can go through this, and get over it I understand how you feel Hameeda you need to give us a try...
Please I don't know what else to do. I've tried and waited. I am tired.

Her heart palpitations increased in intensity as she battled to suppress the panic attack she was about to go into.

I understand that this brings back some memories you try to hide but we have to face them. I know you can do this just. .

Omar have you ever been raped?
She swallowed hard.. and the question hit him like a thunderbolt which followed with a dead silence.

Then don't tell me you understand when you don't.
She cried

Don't try to walk in my shoes when you have no idea how I feel.
She sobbed as she guided her body away from him despite the heavy rise and fall of her chest.

*******
Omar sat on the table eating quietly watching her try to get a grip of Hisham who screamed and laughed playfully as he ran around the table refusing to let her dress him up.

She's been calm or the last three days and had acted normal around him. He liked the concept of whatever happened between  them disappears the next day and everything seemed to be back to normal.

Help me get a grip of him will you?
She sighed defeatedly after going around the table thrice.

No I'm enjoying this.
He forced a smile.
He doesn't want to wear his shirt let him be.

And you had to team up against me.
She scrunched her face and he smiled.

When I have a baby girl. Get ready for comebacks.
She said the last part with a smile which he just forced another in reply.

He finished breakfast dressed up in a jean and shirt. She had already packed a bag for Hisham and set to drop him off at Umma's before she drives Omar to the airport as he was traveling to Lagos for an assignment.

They dropped Hisham first at Hameeda's home and she drove silently to the airport with him on the passenger seat beside her.
He guided her to a suitable parking spot and she parked the car. She watched him remove his seatbelt carefully and recheck some papers he had been going through on the way and when he was satisfied he tucked them away in his briefcase and set to unlock the door.
He felt instant shock as her hand slowly guided itself to fit into his which startled him because it was very unexpected.

Sorry /Sorry
They both apologised in unison.

I don't want you to be mad at me.
Her eyes welled up.

Hey baybee it's okay I'm not mad.
He squeezed her hand in assurance.

What happened was in the past I swear to God I'm over it I just need some time.
She stuttered as she wiped a tear

Heyy come on don't cry, it's my fault I knew not to rush you I'm sorry okay. You take whatever time you need please don't cry.
He begged handing her a bunch of tissue papers.

It was not his reply but his body language. He only squeezed her hand in reassurance. This was his term for giving up. She wanted him to hold her and tell her everything was okay but she knew she had her share in this too.

I'm sorry I rubbed it on your face. It was a mistake and I promise I'll never bring it up.

And he just sighed, squeezed her hands and unlocked the door and stepped out. He didn't move away from the door and it took her some minutes later to adjust and step out of the vehicle too.
They walked into the terminal, found a seat and sat down as they waited for check-in to commence.

He kept fidgeting and checking his watch and few minutes later the airline announced that they will be delayed for 30 minutes.

If you have somewhere to be or something to do you rather go than stay here.
He interrupted her lines of thoughts.

I'll stay
She smiled

An hour later some of the passengers were shouting at the counter demanding for a refund and asking questions on why the flight had been delayed for more that the 30 minutes they were informed. Hameeda and Omar sat there quietly occasionally exchanging a few words. He had asked her what she planned for the day since he would be gone all day and he couldn't help but laugh at her list. They started chatting freely for a while before check in was announced and he had to hurriedly leave..

***
Is this seat taken?
He mustered the courage and the words he'd tried to get out for the unkempt time came out.

Yes.
Her eyes lazyly met his as she fixed her gaze on him.

I don't see anyone here.
He smirked clearing a newspaper that rested on the seat and sat down.

I'm with my husband.
She furrowed her brows as he sat down next to her.

Well I don't see him here, and who leaves a beautiful damsel alone by herself in an airport lounge.

And she smiled at the word beautiful. It was what she needed to hear to make her day.

Hi, my name is ......
And she didn't continue as she extended her hands to him and he received it with a smile.

So let's say we ditch the whole getting to know each other and ...... You know...

Is this how you pick up girls?
She smiled amusingly as he nervously massage his temple.

Well you seem like someone I can give an offer.
Why don't you follow me back home, since my husband would be away, then I'd listen to all the ways you pick up girls.
She concluded with a smirk.

She watched him massage his forehead at the idea. His face still held a smile but it was like he was debating with his mind. To her surprise, he picked up his phone and sent a message and she watched him switch the phone off and beamed.

I'm all yours.

She pressed on the keys to unlock the car and he beamed
May I?
And she handed him the keys and let him drive.

The house is around.....

Let me...
He interrupted her with a smile and a whole jungle erupted in her stomach. This was wild. It was new and every fibre of her body responded to it.

The hotel security checked their car as her eyes widened in surprise. He found a parking space and parked and he went over to the side to open the door.

One look at her his heart raced and thumped. He didn't want to think about it because thinking about things make you reconsider. It felt right at this time and he didn't want anything to take that feeling away.

He requested to see the manager at the reception after letting her settle down on one of the lounge seats. It was around 10am in the morning so the place was half empty except for the workers who were busy cleaning.

They exchanged pleasantries as they sat in the vast office and discussed. Minutes later he thanked him and  the hotel manager led him out to the elevators and gave them a tour of the newly operated five star hotel.

They stopped at the last floor which housed the Presidential suite and the pent houses and the manager handed them a key card.

Your husband is an amazing man.
The manager chimed as they escorted him to the elevator and they both beamed in reply.

My husband ....
She furrowed her eyebrows as soon as the manager disappeared.
I thought I'm here so that I forget about my husband.

I'm sorry but it's the only way I could get this...
He smirked while opening the door revealing the exquisitely decorated presidential suite and her jaw dropped as she excitedly walked into the vast living space.
She knew today was her lucky day.

I'm going to leave you here I'd be right back. Make yourself at home.
He sang as he bolted the door behind him praying that nothing changes her mind before he comes back.

Few minutes later he reappeared beaming like a child who had stumbled upon candy land. He checked one of the rooms and heard the splashes of water coming out of the bathroom and he sighed in relief.
He placed the two piece silk night gown on the bed and closed the door behind him.

Back at the living room, his mind debated, argued, suggested but his heart, it knows what it wants and if it took him forever to score this, he wasn't about to let it go away.

She popped her head out of the room he had left her and exclaimed.

I said I was going to get to know you not sleep with you.

And he laughed wholeheartedly at her words.

You never know what talking could actually lead to. Dress up and talk to me.
He responded his eyes still on her as she walked away.

She re-emerged minutes later and he was actually amazed that she was wearing what he brought. His heart nearly jumped out with gratitude.
He tapped the space next to him motioning for her to sit down and he didn't spare a second as his lips devour hers in a hungry lust driven kiss. She was taken by surprise so her response was slow and she was glad he let her take her time.

You agreed we were going to get to know each other.
She spoke her breath hitching.

You could tell me about your husband.....
He whispered placing light kisses on her neck
And you could hear all about my wife....
He continued
But who wants that...?

And a little laugh escaped her lips.
I just want to have a good time. We're not getting to third base on the first day.

I see you want to do this again already....
He captured her lips again shutting up her attempt to reply and this time she responded kissing him back with the same hunger.

He picked her up from the sofa and made way to the bedroom her giggles filling his ear like the most musical voice he'd ever heard off. He felt possessed as he gently placed her on the bed. It was like someone was operating under his body. But this was no time for sentiments.

He reached for the top piece of her gown which he noticed she held tightly and loose it so that it came off. And she gasped  tugging it away from him.

I want to look at you.
The words came out before he could filter it in his head and he watched her as smile dropped.

I want to talk too but all these layers...
He dropped the robe on the floor with a smirk and jumped on the bed next to her.

"Talking" got interrupted only some seconds after it started and he knew when she reached for the switch and darkness illuminated the room, that she was ready, and he was ready to take them across another hurdle...

"Oh Allah I ask you for the goodness of her and the goodness upon which you have created her, and I seek refuge in You from the evil of her and the evil upon which you have created her . With the name of Allah O Allah keep the devil away from us and keep the devil away from that which you provide for us"

He recited placing his right hand on her head and the rest of the morning was history..

****
Omar checked his wristwatch and abruptly got off the bed. It was past 2:30pm. He reached for the bathroom and showered and minutes later he came out to pray Zuhr. He read a few pages from the Qur'an and checked his phone to redirect his messages before getting back on the bed.
He didn't wake her up. He just lay there at her side looking at her face as she slept innocently. He lost track of time and another round of  sleep took him away.

Her eyelids fluttered and when she turned, her body met with his rigid body by her side. She supported her chin with her elbow and stared down at his face. Her face flushed at the reminder of what had just happened between them. It felt unlike her, wild and adventurous. She brushed her thumb on his lips reminding herself where her lips had just been. She leaned in slightly forward to kiss him but changed her mind midway. The adventure was over, but she still wanted to feel what it was like to kiss him first, to satisfy her own curiosity.
She leaned in again but dismissed the idea off with a smile as she changed her mind and before she could lift her face off him, she heard him whisper

Just kiss me already I'm trying hard to pretend I'm still asleep

And Hameeda hit his shoulders hard.

Not fair
She whined and he held her back so that she closed her eyes and gave him one hell of a kiss which left him eyes popped seconds after she left the bed.

She had a warm shower and stayed there longer to take care of herself.
She stauntered out and threw her abaya over her and prayed. She sat there and waited for Asr and when the time came he led them in prayers together.

Your body is burning up.
Omar commented his face laced with concern as she rested her head on his shoulders.

Don't worry I know it'll happen. We'll get some drugs on the way home.

Home? But I like it here.
He gave her his best puppy look.

We have to pick up Hisham, and I need to change out of this cloths.

I can go get you some clothes, Hisham can stay at Umma's, we can make another baby if you miss him so much.
He smirked flashing her a smile

Hey I thought this was supposed to be an affair.
She winked at him.
If I stay here we might as well get married.

Let's go home please the headache is killing me.

And half an hour later they were driving out of the hotel on their way home.

I can't believe you tricked me into having an affair.
He ruffled her hair.

What better way than to have an affair with your wife.
She smiled weakly as she battled the low fever that was sweeping it's way into her body.

.....
She lay on the couch in the living room a small duvet covering half of her body and he sat on the carpeted floor his legs folded as he faced her. She had finally fallen asleep after an injection and he stood guard over her his head bowed over hers and his lips placed to her forehead as she innocently sleeps.

The intercom rang twice and he ignored it not wanting to change his position. He knew that what ever it is the security usually knocks the front door if the intercom doesn't get answered. Minutes later the front door bell rang and he went to get it.

The security greeted him and told him that some ladies came to see him.

There's a lady and her daughter, they said to tell you Ummi and Samiha. I haven't seen them previously that's why I said to notify you and they wouldn't leave.

Let them in
He replied dismissing the other information.
He had changed the security Ummi and the rest were familiar with and he knew that was bound to happen.

He stood by the door that led them in and Ummi kept nagging about how they were left outside to wait for him and even asked for the security to be fired.

Omar who was not in the mood apologised calmly and ushered them in as Samiha flashed him a smile.

Why are you so quiet. You told me you were going to Lagos and now we meet you here.

They walked into the living room as Ummi asked him questions and it was there they noticed her figure quietly sleeping on the couch.

Samiha found a seat and sat down and before Ummi could he ushered them deeper into a second living room next to that one as he spoke in hushed tones.

Why are you whispering kamar mara gaskia. Or you're afraid you'll wake her up.
Ummi baffled

True I don't want to wake her up
He dismissed the statement with a nonchalant reply and waited for her to continue....

Samiha go and get me something to drink in the kitchen I want to talk to him.
Ummi dismissed Samiha who joyfully walked away deeper into the house.

Farouq I don't want you to go back.
His mother started and he didn't reply

I was so happy you came back. Zaman can bashida Alkhairi a wurin ka. See what have been happening. I've been blaming myself for all this.
She began to sob and he just held his head with his wrist and listened.

Maybe it's because I forced you to marry her that's why bad things have been happening. Or maybe it's because you've been living with them. I never liked the idea of you living with Nisreen. Hussam doesn't even acknowledge my son as his only male child.
She weeps.

Ummi we both know I don't want him to
He tried to interrupt her.

You didn't come home for 8 years. They've held you, Omar tun bana yadda now I believe it. How can he let you go to prison.

Ummi.....

Let me talk.
She raised her hand to stop him.
You think I don't know. I also have my sources. And this girl, she's now conspired with them.
Farouq that man has never loved you and now he's using you. And this girl is also with them.

Ummi..

I said let me talk.
I can't sit back and watch them kill my son. I can't let you go back there. And if you're still with her God knows what they'll ask her to do to you too.

That's why I want to agree with you on Samiha. On one condition that you keep her here. I know how you love her so you'll always be here and even if you go back there, you'll always have a reason to come back..... and I trust her sense. She won't allow them to come between us.

Is that all?
He lifted his face to meet Ummi's gaze and when she shifted her gaze to the door, his heart just skipped a beat.

Hey you're up.
His body trembled as he reached for her and she resisted a little.

Ummi sannu da zuwa.....
She greeted his mother who replied nonchalantly as he held his wife and guided her deeper into the house..

Ka taho da Samiha when you're done I need to talk to you together.
Ummi spoke behind them as they passed and he watched as Hameeda carefully slid her body away from him.

He guided her carefully onto the kitchen stool and she heaved.

Is that all?
She spoke her weak voice laced with sarcasm.

Bitrajjak3 don't do this. She wants us to do this. Don't let them do this to us..
He placed his head on hers.

I don't want to argue with her. I've done that a thousand times and it doesn't solve anything.

So you're accepting what she says?
She felt a lump in her throat.

Not in a million years. Hameeda when you fight Ummi over what she wants, it gives her a sense of determination and she sees to it that she achieves that goal. It happened with you. Which by Allah I'm forever greatful for. But I've learned from that. If I listen to her, she would leave. If I don't consent no one will make it happen.

But ours happened right.

Hameeda I agreed to marry you. I gave my consent to Abba. If you don't believe me ask him.

And he heard her sigh.

I would kiss you now. So they don't think we're over here fighting.
He whispered and  placed a light kiss on her lips.

He rose from the chair and noticed Samiha standing at the far end by the door with Ummi behind her.

I'll go pick up Hisham
Hameeda responded weakly to the smile he shot her.

Don't worry I'll call your brother or Saleem to pick him up.
He replied as he walked back to the living room while Ummi and Samiha followed him.

They prayed maghreb and the cook served both Ummi and Samiha supper. She made snide comments on how he lets another person cooks for him which he ignored. He didn't touch the food next to him too. He made several trips to her room and found her still asleep so he found a spot next to her and sat down. Minutes later Hisham pushed the door open and ran to him falling on his body and trying to wake her up.

Hey man quiet
He pulled him away and out of the room closing it behind him.

He met Saleem at the living room eating and when he was done suggested that he take them home.

We haven't finished our discussion I'll come back tomorrow.
Ummi commented as she sat in the car.

Don't worry Ummi you don't have to come all the way I'll give you a call.
He replied her pushing the door closed.

No phone calls I want to talk to you mother to son. And I'll be here early in the morning tomorrow.

Ummi I'm afraid we have to reschedule. I missed my meeting in Lagos today and we all have to leave for Abuja tomorrow. I don't want them informing Abbi that I wasn't there.....

Stop the car
She ordered Saleem and he switched off the engines.

When were you telling me about that?

Ummi they successfully acquired a merger here and he wants me to oversee it like I always do. I work for this man Ummi.  I didn't tell you because I know you'd be this way.

Saleem please take Ummi home.
He concluded turning around and going back into the house.

******
Do you have to leave for Lagos again tomorrow?
She asked weakly as she watched him packed a suitcase.

I rescheduled the meeting back to Abuja. And I want you to come with me. Enough of Kano already.
He replied not taking his eyes off her as she switched sides on the bed.

I think I'm in no shape to travel. My body still aches and my head is killing me.

And I can't leave you here alone.
He responded like it was final.

She sighed and turned to her side about to leave the bed but she instantly felt dizzy and held her head which took his attention away from his packing and come to sit next to her.

Hey you're still burning up. Get up I'm taking you to a hospital.
He said reaching for the clothes drawer and taking the nearest thing that belonged to her.

No you can't be late for this meeting again & I still haven't completed my dose too.
She replied weakly with a smile.

He argued but after a while caved in when she promised to see a Doctor later during the day and call him after every hour. He called Saleem and asked him to make sure she sees a Doctor and re-scheduled both their flight tickets to the next two days.

They talked throughout the day and she was feeling better by evening so she packed their suitcase and waited for the next two days to go back home.

The next day she woke up feeling very energetic so she did an extra work in the house and packed well better than yesterday's. She waited after Zuhr and then grabbed her car keys and went to bid her parents goodbye as she was to leave the next day. She had called Omar several times to inform him but his phone managed to only go to voicemail so she made a mental note to try later.
She spent most of the day at home begging Umma to let her take Safiyyaa as it was just a week before school closes for the Eid Holidays but Umma refused saying she'll let her pick her up after school closes for the holidays.
After Maghreb she drove to her father's house to greet him and say goodbye to Anty and her younger sisters. She also begged Anty to let her take Naima next week after school closes and Anty assured her she'll discuss it with their father.

Hameeda drove out of home after Isha and right before she took the road home she remembered she had something she needed at the mall so she changed her lane and drove into the mall.

She woke Hisham who had dozed off in the car by gently shaking him and announcing
Habibi we're at the mall. You want frozen yogurt?

He rubbed his eyes at the sound of frozen yogurt and gave her a smile.

Minutes later she was pushing the shopping trolley around the aisle trying to settle for what she wants while Hisham grabbed the nearest things next to his little fingers. She made a turn as they reached the Frozen goods section and stood by the freezer examining the different flavours of frozen yogurt when Hisham screamed

Pappee!
And loosened his hand that was held by her and ran towards Omar.

Her jaw dropped when she sighted him standing next to a freezer holding a pack of frozen yogurt. He lifted Hisham with such delight and tossed him in the air as her heart leapt out. She was still out of words as she took some few steps towards him when her voice stopped her in her track.

I found it at the gift section....
Samiha's beamed and then paused when she noticed Hameeda.

How's she? ... What's she doing here...?
Samiha stuttered which were the exact words that were going through Hameeda mind. Why are they together? Whats she doing here with Omar?

She stood there tongue tied her eyes in his waiting for his reaction and she could see the fear he was trying to mask off. A store attendant interrupted them as he shoved a wrapped package in front of Omar.

Your gift package is all ready sir.
The young attendant beamed showcasing his 32.

I told you we'll find it here.
Samiha responded to him and thanked the young man.

I'll go and get this wrapped up.
Samiha expressed.
Bye Hamida

Samiha turned and left the duo standing.

He massaged his temple with a sigh and walked up two steps to her.

Hi.
He reached for her wrist which she pulled away.

I wanted to surprise you! That's why I didn't pick your calls. There's good news at......

And she gulped hard and turned to leave because her lips trembled and her body shook and today is not the time to look weak. Not again.

Heaven..
He called her as softly as he could ever so mesmerising and she  fought the urge to turn around and just cry in his arms. But he was the reason she was about to cry.

Hayati don't do this please...
By now he was in front of her and he watched as her eyes well up.

Habibi yalla ta'a namshiy your pappee is busy...
She stretched her hands to Hisham indicating for him to come.

La mammee auza yogurt.
He babbled refusing to come and now resting on his father's shoulder.

Come on Mammee has yogurt at home and she'll take you to the park if you behave.
She sniffed battling hard to make her voice sound clear.

I want pappee!
He replied stubbornly wrapping his hand around his father's neck.

Hisham!
She screamed at him yanking him off Omar and causing him to shriek as he let a shrilling cry.

Hameeda enough you're not making this easy for him!
Omar interrupted holding him back and reaching to hold her.

Oh like you've made the last two years any easier for me.
Her tears betrayed her and she screamed at him.
You know what Omar, go to Hell. Take him with you.

And with that she turned around and headed for the door.

Omar's eyes widened in surprise. She's leaving. She's leaving him, and Hisham. It's just his life all over again. But this time she's not leaving with him, she's leaving without him.

He wanted to scream her name but he knew not to cause a scene so he strode to the exit and to his misfortune he forgot to pay for the package which made the security stop him and demanded payment because he had already got his items wrapped so they can't be returned.

Hameeda regretted her outburst the moment it left her mouth. No not her words, that she meant. It was how loud she had said it & to the watchful eyes of Samiha and Hisham. She regretted how she appeared weak in front of her.

She drove out of the parking space her chest heaving as she tried not to cry. Weakness never. She found herself subconsciously driving back home and she just changed her mind and drove to her mother's.
She didn't want to face him tonight. So he could feed her with more lies and make her trust him. Because every time she does, he tends to give her a reason to regret it.

She parked the car having greeted the security and proceeded into the house. She tiptoed around the living room as she heard Abba watching the 10 o'clock news. That was when she started asking herself questions. What will Umma say, why did she come here?.

She was lost in thought standing outside Umma's room when Safiyya pushed the door open from inside and froze when she saw her.

Laa ya Hameeda you're back.
She exclaimed tugging her into the room.

She avoided Umma's eyes and slumped on the bed.

Lafiya?
Her mother asked concerned.
Why are you back? Where's Hisham?

Went to bid goodbye to Ummi and they asked to leave him there. I couldn't sleep alone at home so I came back.
She lied.

Safiyya get me some painkillers my head is killing me.

And that was how she spent the night at home though sleepless as she kept tossing and turning waiting for what may come.

Omar on the other hand payed for the packages and left almost immediately as one of the mall attendants tagged behind him with it. He opened the back door and let him place it and he turned around and met Samiha standing.

Could you at least drop me home.
She said with a smile.

Samiha please goo!.
He sighed defeatedly

Come on it's nice to watch someone give you a tough time. I actually never thought she had it in her. Babe you've become a softie.
She chuckled trying to elongate the  conversation as Omar strapped Hisham to the back seat.

Samiha!
He roared causing her to stiff for a second and he just walked to the other side and got into the car and she watched as the engines roared and he disappeared.
He drove straight home and the security informed him that she didn't return. He knew she wouldn't pick his calls so he just gave Hisham a bath and fed him the frozen yogurt and after settling him in her room he dialled Safiyya who assured him that Hameeda was home.
So he spent the night sleepless also because there was no figuring out to what had just happened.

The next morning he made cereals for Hisham and he couldn't taste a single thing. After a warm bath he strapped him to the car and drove to her.

Abba had already left for work and Umma went to the hospital as she has been attending physical therapy for a while now since after her accident. Hameeda woke up to the knock on her door which she had purposely locked.

Yaya, uncle Omar is here...
She heard Safiyya call

Mammee.. mammee.
Hisham tapped on the door multiple times not stopping to rest.

Safiyya go away and  take him with you.
Hameeda called out loudly enough for her to be heard.
And she heard Hisham screaming as he resisted.

Yaya he doesn't want to go.
Safiyya stated but Hameeda ignored them and buried her head under a pillow.

She didn't know for how long she had stayed like that so when she was tired, she left the bed and walked to the bathroom to take a shower. She didn't have clothes here so she went to Ummi's room and picked out one of the new Abayas she was keeping to send to Asiya. She retraced her steps back to her room when she met him standing by the door his back leaning on the wall as his eyes rested on her while she froze on the spot.

So he didn't leave.
She hissed in her mind and just then Hisham ran out of nowhere and gave her leg a bone crushing hug.

She didn't budge nor respond as she carefully removed him and turn to walk back to the room.

Baby this is not you.
He grabbed her by the shoulder holding her down.

Let go off me.
She responded sternly.

You're not even letting me explain that's not fair hayati.

Wallahil azeem I met her there. I came down from the airport to get you these......
He motioned to the wrapped packages she saw previously with him at the mall.

He was interrupted by Hisham who tugged at her Abaya as he tried to show her the cake Safiyya had just handed him.

Mammee eat cake....
He beamed trying to get her to take it.

Hisham get away from me. Ka wuce ka bani wuri nace.
She yelled causing even Omar's heart to summersault.
She had never been this angry. Not to anyone. And never had he taught she would be this way. To Hisham especially.

She sighed after detaching herself out of his hold and stretched her hand to Hisham.

Hey Habibi mammee is sorry.....

And hisham trembled his face pale with fear and he walked away hiding between his pappee's legs.

Hameeda you're scaring me. What else is going on?
Omar's voice also stuttered as his eyes followed her walking away and shutting the door behind her. She shut him out, this little action actually broke his heart into a million shreads. His eyes didn't leave the door seconds later and when he regained control, he picked up Hisham and went away.

He stayed at home throughout the day and the next and when he noticed the rate at which Ummi was calling him, he phoned the security and told him not to let anyone in.

On the third day, he couldn't take it no more. Hisham wakes up literally screaming asking for his mum. Everything reminded him of her absence. He waited till after Maghreb when he was sure Abban Hamza and Umma were at home when he drove to the house. He greeted his uncle and Umma at the living room and Umma sent for Hameeda to be called. He noticed that all of them believed that he has just gotten back from a trip and that they aren't aware of anything happening.
Almost twenty minutes passed and when Safiyya didn't come back, Umma went herself to check for Hameeda.

Hisham who found Abba eating had ignored his pappee and focused on eating with his granddad and when Umma was going to get Hameeda, he scurried to his little feet and followed her.

Umma knocked the door as she had found it locked and Hameeda had no choice but to let Safiyya open the door and immediately she scolded Safiyya for taking too long to get her sister.

Mammee.
Hisham had forgotten all bout the previous days as he ran and jumped onto her on the bed.
She hugged him tightly a tear nearly escaping her as she  tried to hold it back before Umma realises

Get up and get dressed Omar is at the living room.
Her mother ordered.

toH Umma.
She replied nonchalantly

I'm not leaving this place till you get dressed.
Umma scolded her sternly.

She walked slowly to the drawer and picked up a hijab which was at knee length and her pyjama trousers were visible. Ummi gave her a look which she totally ignored and stauntered out of the room.

She walked slowly inside the living room mumbling a quiet salaam and Omar fixed his eyes on her until she was seated some distance away from him.

Abba made some conversation and few minutes later he stood up to leave with Umma when Omar interrupted by speaking.

Actually we should leave first I just came to take her home.
He spoke running his hand through his hair....

Of course yes Omar. I'll get Safiyya to bring her stuff.....
And before Umma could complete her sentence, Hameeda bursted out the tears she's been trying to control.

Abba I don't want to go back!
She sobbed loudly.

They were all taken aback by her outburst. Ummi was the first to react as she got angry.

Hameeda what are you trying to do. Kinada hankali kuwa. You're not a kid anymore get up before raina ya baci and leave....

Abba who studied his daughter knew that she wasn't just being childish. He had noticed how drawn aback she had been earlier and has been keeping to herself.

Is everything okay?
Abban Hamza directed the question to Omar who was stunned his eyes as wide as saucers as he gaped at her.

So you're even trying to side with her ko. This girl is so childish and her tantrums are getting out of hand. If I get over there saina zane ki a gaban mijin naki tunda baki da kunya (I will beat you in front of your husband since you're so stubborn). What kind of childishness is this...
Her mother fumed

Answer me Omar
Abban Hamza ordered his nephew from where he stood.

Abba I'm sorry it was just a misunderstanding......
Omar stuttered.

Omar I think you should get going I can't......
Abba started when he got interrupted by Umma

La ila Mas'ud you're taking her side. What are we teaching her ehn. That every simple misunderstanding she'll cry and come to us? Kasan Allah bazata kwana a gidan nan ba.... (You know what she's not sleeping in this house)
Umma fumed

Hameeda just sat there and her sob's only grew louder. She hated that Umma didn't stand up for her. What will Omar think of her. That he could do whatever he wishes and her family can't even raise and eyebrow?.

Tashi ki wuce(get up and leave) before I get angry...
Umma continued

Omar I think you should leave.
Abba regained his composure.

If there's anything else you want to say, I'll speak through Ummi Fati or your waliyy.
Hisham also stays here. .
Abba dictated and from his whole demeanour, his statement was final because even Umma didn't say a word.

Omar slowly picked himself up without a reply and exited the room.

Hameeda...
Abba called stretching his  hand to her as she rose slowly and he envelopes her in a hug patting her back.

No one is making you go back if you don't want to kinji. Stop crying and go back to your room and sleep. May Allah continue to bless you.

And she exited the room slowly while  Umma and Abba argued after she left.

Mas'ud what you did for her ka kyauta?
Umma questioned her voice still angry.

Aisha listen to yourself.
Abba fumed.
Have you ever heard this girl complained about him, even when we all knew what was going on? Weren't you here when she stood by him? How many times does she cry and you dismiss it as just her being childish yet you know Hameeda to be very matured and patient and could handle everything even as a child. Can't you see how this is breaking her?.
He paused to take a deep breath

I have wronged this girl from the beginning by coercing her into this. I can't sit and watch her do this anymore. What will he think of her? As an unwanted piece of garbage since no one could stand up for her.
You know clearly if he were in her shoes Ummi Fati will spare no breath in showing us how he is the golden child.

Hameeda stays and that is final. Unless I reach an agreement with this boy and his waliyy, my daughter will not see this boy in a long time or forever.

And he walked away leaving her standing in shock like a statue.

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So I've been happy since Yesterday and I decided to share this with you all.

21.June.2017 is the day we welcomed our first Niece and my parents first granddaughter. We were not expecting her till July but she decided to give us a good morning surprise so I'm officially an Aunt 💕 starting yesterday.

May Allah bless my sister's little baby, may He make her the noor, rahma and farah of her parents  and May Allah grant them good health and the patience to raise her in the best of manners.

& As Ramadan ends may Allah accept all our forms of Ibada, grant us our heart's desires and to all my Classmates & everyone writing an exams, May Allah grant us an excellent result.

So here you go, I'm sharing my happy moments this way... Hopefully you'll enjoy this so Bless me with votes and comments pleaseeeee 😊.

22.6.17