It's been two months and Aisha has been a total angel. She helps me with chores, she helps me cook, and I'm never bored when she's around. I even miss her when she goes out with her boyfriend. Yup, you heard me. She has a boyfriend. I thought she'd wait until the divorce was finalised but she's just doing her thing. Hammad doesn't know. He'd totally flip of he knew.

She apparently is a nice girl. She even makes me these heavenly smoothies everyday! Sucks that she has to go but y'know, she has to go.

"Baby girl!!!" I hear Hammad yell from down. He's back then? Why? It's only 3pm. I barely just got back myself.

"Why are you home so early?"

"What? should I go back?" He retorts and I roll my eyes.

"You're lucky you're housing my baby. You would have gotten it for rolling your eyes at me " excuse me what?

"Housing?!" He chuckles knowing he's got me triggered . He knows very well how to push my buttons.

"I am taking you out tonight. Its been long." Yeah it has been long.

"Ice cream?" I ask excitedly

"Hell no you want to give my baby a cold?" What?? How??

"But it's not even a baby yet!"

"I don't care. No ice cream till march next year!" he knows he is joking. Definitely joking. I laughed because he's joking.

"Hahaha" I said sarcastically.

"You know I'm not joking " I wanted to roll my eyes again. Uncle, all I have to do is call Kabir and he'll bring me the biggest tub of ice cream there is while you're at work. I didn't say that out though. It's my little secret. Kabir and I's.

"I'll go get Aisha then? " I suggest.

"What no! Just you" he whines and I gave him a bored look.

"Hammad, two months is up. Let it be the one good thing we did for her "

"We did a lot of good things for her sis what do you mean?!" He says stressing the 'sis'

"Okay the last good thing. Bro"

He sighs.

"I hate you "

"I hate you too" I say turning to walk away. He pulled me back into him before I went far.

"Say you love me" I was trying hard not to smile.

"And why would I do that? You just said you hate me"

"You know I was playing "

"No, I don't know"

"You know I love you now say it back!" he orders and it makes me laugh.

"You can't order me to love you bro" i slip out of his arms and ran off.

"Sameerah! Stop running with my damn baby. And don't Bro-zone me!" he warns. He's such a baby.

I wore a hi-lo chiffon tunic with black Jeans, nude pumps, a black head wrap and minimal makeup. Nothing serious. Okay maybe a little serious because I looked bomb.

Hammad wore black Jeans, a black turtleneck with a maroon blazer. Lord have mercy upon my soul because he looks so good without trying.

"Throw one of your bomb ass poses let me get a new background photo" I say to him making him smile. I love gassing him up. So he puts up one foot behind him, against the wall with his right hand on his thigh. I took the picture and immediately made it my new background. He also took multiple photos of me before we left.

"You look gorgeous "

"And you look handsome "

***

We arrived at a four star restaurant, Red restaurant. We are living fancy I tell you.

All eyes where on us because well, Hammad and me, hip to hip was a problem. Excessive hotness. Oh and Aisha.

There were a handful of people and a handful of empty tables. Glasses were clinking as people drank, a silent murmur here and there, classical
music in the air and then I realised, this is actually our first fancy date!

"You look beautiful ma'am " the waiter said to me as he led us to our table.

"Thank you " I said so I won't seem rude. I smiled because Hammad's mood immediately changed.

"I want a new waiter!" He yelled causing people to turn and stare at us. He totally ignored the waiter standing at our table. The waiter was confused.

"Hammad!" I call and he glares at me.

"What?" I frowned, not liking his tone. A man in a chef suit came up to our table.

"Did you request for a new waiter? What's the matter with the current one?" I looked at Hammad with pleading eyes. He sighs.

"Nothing. Don't mind me" he said. The chef smiled and left, not before giving the waiter a stern look.

"Thank you sir" the waiter said visibly sagging with relief. Poor guy could have lost his job.

"Keep your compliments. She's married." Hammad shot at him. He nodded and walked away with our orders.

"You need to chill" I told him.

"No" he says. Aisha just laughed at our bickering.

"You two are so adorable!"

"We get that a lot" Hammad answered making us all laugh.

For starters, we ordered shrimp and plantain canapes. Lemon butter rice, peppered Turkey with chicken curry sauce for main meal and yoghurt parfait for dessert. Thank God for food wallahi. To say I am stuffed is an understatement. Thank God my clothes are baggy.

At about 9pm, we left the restaurant and arrived home in thirty minutes. I went straight into the shower when I saw Hammad take out a piece of paper. The piece of paper for Aisha. He wouldn't let it sleep since tomorrow marks exactly two months. I still feel extremely bad. I wonder what the grinch will say. Yup, I said it. I don't even care anymore.

Just when the hot water ran out, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen and lower back. I didn't even realise when I screamed. I started feeling light headed, the pain wasn't going away. It was multiplying actually. Hammad burst into the bathroom just as my tears began to fall. My lower abdomen was contracting painfully. What is happening?

Blood quickly stained the shower floor and went down the drain. Ya Allah please no. No, Dan Allah no. Stay with me please baby. I cried clenching my stomach as Hammad carried me out of the bathroom.

*****

HAMMAD'S P.O.V

My head was spinning. Really fast. I can't explain what I'm feeling but I'm sure it feels like dying. I couldn't stop pacing the waiting room, area, whatever. I was seconds away from losing my mind. A chill ran down my spine when the doctor came out of the emergency room. There was a grim look on his face and a sweat on his brow.

I rushed up to him instinctively.

"Come with me to please " I've seen enough movies to know that can not be good. I was trying hard to keep my cool but it's not working.

He hurried away before I could ask him any questions so I went after him.

"How is my wife?"

"Your wife will be fine"

"Will be?"

"She ingested what seems to be a cocktail of poisons that contains formaldehyde vapour. It caused ulceration of the stomach and hemolysis. We had to pump the poison out of her stomach and..."

"And?" I asked. My voice was cracking. This couldn't be happening, right? I said all the prayers i knew silently.

"I'm sorry but she lost the baby"

My mind went blank. My sight became blurry with tears and I flipped. I shouted and flung a chair at the wall but nothing eased the pain in my chest. I think I'm about to have a heart attack? A stroke? Both.

"I'm terribly sorry sir. Please calm down "

I couldn't calm down. All my calm flew out the window the moment i heard my wife scream.

"I want to see my wife"

"She's been moved to the intensive care unit. On the other wing. Follow me please. I followed the doctor with shaky hands and a breaking heart.

Sameerah was hooked up to so many tubes and wires I stopped counting after five because it broke my heart further. She lay perfectly still, the only visible movement being the gentle rise and fall of her chest. For the first time, her glow is gone and her cheeky smile is absent.

"I'm going to sue that restaurant "

"A restaurant?" The doctor asked.

"We went to a restaurant yesterday. That must have been where she got poisoned "

"No. It couldn't be. It's not food poisoning and the poison seems to have been ingested in small amounts for a period of time. Approximately two months. And formaldehyde vapour is not something found in food. This seems to be deliberate poisoning. Is there anyone you know who will want to hurt your wife? Should we involve the police?"

Okay. Too much, too much. Deliberate poisoning? Police? Two months? Wait. I can't be. She dare fucking not. SHE FUCKING DID NOT!! I punch the wall causing my knuckles to give a loud pop. Pain shot through my fist. I am going to kill her.

I drove home to get clothes and other requirements for my wife. Its currently one am and Aisha is no where to be found. She was in the sitting room when I was taking Sameerah to the hospital at 10. The fact that she disappeared now means she's guilty. She poisoned my wife and killed my baby. Wow