Who Is Behind Hayat's Accident?

Revelations.

Aayan's Pov.

It has been a few days since I found out who was behind my wife's accident and I haven't been able to get that out of my mind.

It couldn't be real, just a dream. How could they do this, especially to someone like her?

Someone who hasn't done anything to them even when they did to her.

"Aayan, are you alright?", Hayat asked me while we were playing with Azaan.

"I am fine, Habibty. Alhamdullilah. You don't need to worry about me", I lied to her because I couldn't find it in my heart to tell her who was responsible for what had happened to her.

"Aayan, Hayat. Someone is here to see you. She says she is family", Farwa tells us.

I looked at Hayat who looked at me wondering who they were. Because Zahir and Sameera would just come in without Farwa telling us and that goes for our parents too.

"You can let them in, Farwa. And please prepare some snack for them. Shukran", Hayat tells her as she continues playing with Azaan.

Farwa nods and walks away to let that person inside. The person who walked in was her stepmother Maryam. She was all smiles but I knew what her intention was.

"Asalam Aleikum, Hayat, Aayan. How are you doing?", she greets us.

I didn't even reply but Hayat did.

"Waleikum salaam. We are fine Alhamdullilah", Hayat answers her.

"I came to visit and spend time with you guys. If that's alright with the both of you", she says smiling but I knew that her smile wasn't a real one.

I clenched my hands feeling the anger I have for her coming out but it didn't.

Why?

Because Hayat put her hand on mine and squeezed it making me calm.

If it wasn't for my wife, I would have kicked her out.

"It's okay. Would you like something to drink?", Hayat asked her as Farwa brought some juice and snacks for her.

I didn't want to seem disrespectful to her thats why I am keeping quiet. I didn't want her here in the house or even near my family but if I needed to find more evidence I had to keep my differences aside just for the safety of my family.

Hayat's Pov.

I don't know what is wrong with Aayan. He changed as soon as he saw Maryam walking in. He is acting differently toward her and I need to know why.

I could feel the anger radiating from him from the way he was looking at her. I moved closer to him to calm him down.

"Thank you, Hayat", Maryam says taking a snack from the table.

What is wrong with my husband? Seeing him angry isn't normal. I know that Maryam has abused me a lot but she can't do that anymore as I don't live there anymore.

"Azaan, how are you?", Maryam asked Azaan who was clinging to me.

He quickly moved towards Aayan who held him in his arms.

"I am sorry, he is just shy", I apologize on Azaan's behalf.

We then talked about random things while Aayan didn't even move an inch. I knew that he had an important meeting through video but he stayed, why?

I will have to ask him later.

In shaa Allah.

After half an hour, Maryam stood up and said that she was going home as it was late.

As she started walking away I could hear Aayan saying ' Alhamdullilah '.

"Aayan, what is wrong? And please don't say its nothing", I ask him.

"Not now, Hayat. After having dinner and putting Azaan to bed that's when we will talk, okay? I promise you that I will tell you everything", he tells me kissing me on my forehead.

"Okay, but first dinner for Azaan. Then prayers for us and then bed for Azaan", I tell him.

Aayan laughs knowing that Azaan will pray with us. This started a few months ago before my accident when Azaan saw me and Aayan praying together.

He insisted on praying with us so we let him because this will let him learn how much prayers are important.

I went to the kitchen to get Azaan's food which he insisted on me feeding him.

I walked back to the dining room to find Father and Son waiting for me. Azaan was sitting on his father's lap waiting for me.

"Mamma, hurry. Please", he says when he sees me with the food.

"Okay, my prince but first we have to say the dua for starting to eat", I tell him.

He recites it making us laugh.

"Okay, mamma. Done," he says opening his mouth.

But what we didn't know was that someone was watching us near the window.

"Such a happy family, it will be ashamed if something were to happen to their prince. But who knows, right?", they said leaving before anyone could see them.

After feeding Azaan, I then showed him how to perform wudhu for prayers.

"That's good my prince", I tell him after he is done making his wudhu. He then walks out of the bathroom leaving me to do my wudhu.

After a few minutes, all three of us start praying. Aayan is leading them as he normally does.

After finishing praying, Aayan makes dua for all of us. And I make my own.

Ya Allah, protect my family from evil and from anyone who tries to harm them. Guide the misguided people to the right path. To the path, they are supposed to take. I forgive Maryam and Jameela for what they did to me. Protect my family, Ya Allah.

I looked over to see Azaan on his father's lap while reading the Quran.

Aayan reads while I listen and vice versa. It has become a habit for us. Just for Azaan to know the Quran and the meaning of prayers.

"It seems our prince has fallen asleep without any problems. That's good Alhamdullila," Aayan tells me pointing to his lap where Azaan is sleeping soundly.

"I will take him to bed then...."

"No, I will. Go and set the table for us to have dinner", he tells me.

Farwa has already left to go to her house.

I nod and let him carry Azaan to his room. I went to the kitchen and started setting the table for us.

What was bothering Aayan?

As I finished setting the table, I felt someone's hands on my waist hugging me from behind.

"What are you doing?", I ask him turning around to face him.

"Can't I just hug my wife?", he says grinning.

"Yes but we need to eat and talk about what's bothering you", I tell him.

"Fine. Let's eat", he says taking a seat. I took mine and started to serve him.

"I think you are serving the wrong person", he tells me before I can answer he takes the spoon from me and starts putting food on my plate.

"You need to eat too. And thank you", I smile at him.

We ate our dinner while talking about Azaan and our future. But Aayan didn't even mention why he was angry at Maryam.

After finishing dinner, we wash the dishes and place them where they belong.

Your husband can help you with the house chores, and it is not a crime to do that. Besides, it's a good thing to help your wife around the house.

We then walked to our room holding hands. I knew that what he wanted to tell me wasn't something nice.

We both took a seat on the couch and faced each other. Aayan cleared his throat and started explaining to me what he and his police friend found about my accident.

But what shocked me the most was the fact that it wasn't an accident but a murder attempt on my life.

"And the one we suspect is Maryam. She is the mastermined behind what happened to you but my friend Zane says that we need more evidence to proof it. I am sorry, habibty", he tells me seeing my eyes fill with tears.

I couldn't believe that people would stoop so low just because of jealousy and money.

"What if the evidence tells us that she is the one behind my accident, what would happen to her?", I ask him.

"She will imprisoned for attempted murder charges and also abuse that she inflicted on you", he explained to me while wiping my tears.

He explained to me why he investigated my accident and why he needed to know who the culprit was.

"I am sorry, habibty", he says holding me in his arms while I cry gripping his shirt.

"What about my papa? What would happen if he ever found out that his wife attempted to kill me?", I ask sniffing raising my head to look at him.

"He will have to be told. We will be there for him, always. He is part of our family", he tells me.

"I will pray that the truth comes out no matter how hard it is. Thank you for being here, Aayan. I don't know what I would have done without your support".

Aayan looked at me with a sad smile on his face. He knows that this will change everything about how I will react in front of Maryam if she ever comes to our house again.

"I know that look, Habibty. Don't let her see it. See the anger because if she does then our hardwork will be of no use", he says kissing my forehead.

"Fine but I don't want to be alone with her and I will not leave her alone with Azaan either".

"Okay, now stop crying. No one will ever hurt you and Azaan", he says to me wiping my tears with his hands and making me smile.

I knew that he was telling the truth as I could see it in his eyes.

We both decided that she wouldn't be left alone with us. Aayan will have to start working at our home office whenever she comes to visit.