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Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Before one can say Jack Robinson, Hameed and manal's wedding was finally official. She was taken to the house Abbu built for Hameed which was next to his own mansion.

Although Hameed always try his possible best to act as a normal husband to his wife, she still understood that he was somewhat forced into the marriage. However, she was determined to make him fall for her.

Life went on... manal was slowly and wisely drawing hameed to herself and in the interim, she unexpectedly got pregnant. Hameed's joy knew no bounds, of course, abbu was equally happy that he was finally getting a grandchild. Hameed surprisingly got so used to Manal. He would call her thrice to enquire after her and the baby before he gets back to work.

After nine good months, Manal gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who was named khairriyah (Good and charitable). Unfortunately, Manal got diagnosed with postpartum preeclampsia. Thats when life started to become grim. She barely spent a month without getting administered to the hospital. She'd have a seizure sometimes, severe headache, high BP and much more complications.

Hameed got so worried.. so worried that it began to affect him, he couldn't do a single thing at work, his mind would be instinctively drifting back to her. He was getting attached to her and he couldn't for a second imagine loosing her.. just like how he lost his dear mother. As for khairi, she was mostly with mama mariyah or manal's mother and she was more connected to Hameed than manal.

Years passed by in a blur and khairi was already three years old. Alhamdulillah, Things were slowly getting better for Manal but she was advised not to give birth again.. at least not anytime soon. She was internally broke but always try to keep a smile on her face, to look happy, contented and mask the broken side of her. She hated to be pitied. Hameed was finally at peace after all these years, he was growing fond of her, although they act more like best friends than married couple, Manal was still more than pleased.

Its true we all have our dreams and desires but sometimes destiny can't be avoided. fate has a way of changing even if you don't want it to. We plan and Allah the best of planner plans. Hameed was once again shattered, literally. Something happened and he knew he couldn't forget it for the rest of his life.

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PRESENT.

"Its been years since Yaya Habiba's demise" Mama mariyah said to Abbu sadly.

His expression immediately changed. He despises when someone reminds him of her, the love of his life.

"Mama ma...."

"You don't want us to talk about her, i get it but its high time you move on" Mama mariyah shot him a small smile or endeavored to "You have to get married"

Abbu stared at his entwined fingers "Alhamdulillah i have a son, a grandchild and my family, do i still have to marry? I'm even old"

Mama mariyah nodded "Yes, you have to, you need someone who would take care of you properly"

"I have a butler and over ten house helps"

"A person who is not married resembles a bird without a nest. Marriage serves as a shelter for anyone who feels lost in the wilderness of life. You still need a wife, you can't compare her to your gazillion retainers. Trust me, a wife is different, she'd take care of you more than how any other person would do, I'm sure you know that better for you once have experienced it" She sighed and proceeded "I know you love Yaya Habiba deeply and you have no space for any other woman in your heart, but you, Ya Abdulwahab, still have to move on, its high time, its been years, in fact decade. When I didn't talk for all these years doesn't mean I didn't see the torment you're going through, every single day i want you to be happy, smile and rejoice just like before... a lot of people are counseling you to contest for the next presidential election because of your honesty, good humor and faithfulness but do you think you'd be able to do that without a missus?"

He smiled. Indeed, all she said was true. But getting married was the last thing on his mind. He knew he never would find a woman, a pious woman, like his late wife. He still hasn't recovered from the grief... well he doesn't think he would at all.

"I will think about it mama mariyah" He uttered after much flushing quietude.

"Mashaa Allah... please go and make a wise decision" She smiled.

He nodded. Mama mariyah has always been like the eldest even though he is. She stands for him, guides him and supports him. She's like the younger sister everyone could ever ask for. He truly is blessed.. All thanks to Allah jalla jalaluhu.

The door flew open and Khairi came running in, dressed in her uniform, her hair done in pigtails.

"My little bambina" Abbu scooped her up in his arms.

"Good afternoon Bobo, Good afternoon Nana" Khairi said with a wide grin.

"How was school princess?" Mama mariyah asked and pinched her cheeks lightly.

"Good Nana i have a lot of homework"

Just then, khairi's nanny entered with a salam, wearing a grey and white uniform.

"Rumaisah!" Mama mariyah called "How are you?"

Rumaisah quickly crouched down "Good Alhamdulillah Ma, good afternoon Sir"

Abbu gave her a nod with a smile and mama mariyah spoke "Leave me with khairiyah, i will give her a bathe myself"

"Alright Ma" Rumaisah said and noiselessly sauntered out.

"Up up princess! Lets go" Mama mariyah stood up and held out her hand for her.

"Nana i want to have a bubble bath"

"No princess, no bubble bath today and your islamiyyah malam is coming soon"

"Bobo tell her i want a bubble bath" Khairi pouted and rested her head on abbu's chest.

"Please give my little bambina a bubble bath" Abbu pleaded and chuckled.

"No yaya, her malam will be here in a few, tomorrow i promise"

"No, me i want a bubble bath"

"No khairi"

"Please Nana"

"Whats cooking in here?" Came hameed's voice. He was leaning against the wall, legs crossed at ankle and arms folded across his broad chest, a wide smile playing on his lips.

"Dada!" Khairi squealed and ran towards him.

"Honey!" He scooped her up in his arms and rocked them.

"Good afternoon Abbu and mama" He greeted and walked further into the room. They all exchanged pleasantries before Abbu excused himself for he has a meeting to attend.

"You're back early today" Mama mariyah said as Hameed settled down and placed khairi on his lap.

"Yeah, there's less work so i decided to leave"

"Oh thats nice, You hungry?" She asked.

He rubbed his tommy "Very very"

"Hmm foodie! I will call the maid to bring your food here then" She looked at khairi who was wrapping her small arms around Hameed "Princess, lets go"

"No" Khairi shook her head stubbornly "Since you're not giving me a bubble bath"

"Don't be stubborn"

"Dada!" Khairi whined "Nana doesn't want to give me a bubble bath" 

"Why Nana? Why don't you want to give my honey a bubble bath?" He asked feigning a hurt look.

"Now you want to back her up ay?" She playfully raised her eyebrows, arms akimbo.

"You know mama mariyah you can just sit and relax, i will go give my honey what she wants. Honey bubble bath it is" He said with a grin and stood up.

"Yayyyy!" Khairi jumped delightedly "I love you dada"

"Dada loves you more honey"

"Nana!" Khairi poked out her tongue at mama mariyah.

"Khairi I'm going to cut that small tongue of yours" She laughed and shook her head "You two should better go before her malam arrives, do it quickly, come down and eat"

"Yes Ma" Hameed saluted.

They went up to khairi's room and he helped her slip out of her uniform as Rumaisah prepare the bubble bath.

The room has pink walls, with a very large portrait of Khairi hung on one of them. There was stuffed animals on the bed, purple canopy net right above the bed, pink soft carpet, white curtains, small pink flat screen tv, wii game, small dining table, shelf with ornaments and books, huge pink dollhouse, bench with jewelry boxes and toys, a giraffe beside the side table and whatnots. It just screamed comfy.

"Sir its done" Rumaisah spoke with her head ducked down.

"Alright, you may leave" Hameed ordered.

"Now Honey lets say our dua before we enter" He said as they stood in front of the bathroom.

"Bismillaah, Allaahumma innee a‛udhu bika minal khubuthi wal-khabaa'ith" They recited together and entered with their left foots.

He folded his sleeves and got her into the warm bubble bath that smelled like lavender.

"Dada!"

"Hmmm?"

"Dada Is it good to love?"

She giggled as he tickled her a little "Well... yeah of course BUT..." He emphasized "For now it is good to love your family, your friends.. only female friends thats all, no love with any boy, it is totally bad, I should be the only boy in your life for now"

"Does that mean i should not be speaking with my boys classmates?"

"No I didn't mean that, you can speak with them, you can be friends with them but LOVE no love with them at all, alright?" He pinched her cheek.

"Alright" She said and grinned.

They continued to talk about random things until he heard Mama mariyah yelling his name from downstairs.

"Oops! Khairi lets get you out of here before Nana starts her endless rant"

He quickly washed her body with a strawberry-vanilla shower gel and wrapped her with a soft pink towel. His shirt was already soaked because she kept splashing water on him.

"Whats the dua we say when leaving the bathroom?" He asked looking down at her.

"Ummmm... ummmm..." She paused placing her tiny chubby index finger on her chin but suddenly grinned "Ghufraanak its ghufraanak"

"Thats my girl, now lets say it"

They said it together and exited the bathroom with their right foots.

"Lets quickly go and get you dressed" He said and scooped her up after dabbing her dry and rubbing her body with scented oil lotion to re-moisturise her already soft skin.

He sat her down on the Frozen Disney high back chair and brought out a black romper suit with golden heart print and a black strappy sandals.

"Dada i want a piggyback" She requested innocently after he finished dressing her up.

"Nana is waiting for us but... ahhhh" He sighed deeply and smiled "I have to give my honey what she wants" 

She squealed happily and got on his back.

"Honey you're getting heavier, what is Nana feeding you?" He chuckled looking at her over his shoulder and she giggled.

They went downstairs and straight to the dining area where they met Nana preparing the table.

"Hmmm so today is dada and daughter's day?" Nana chuckled, placing the cutleries on their appropriate places.

Hameed laughed "Deffo!"

"Why is water all over your shirt? Ya Allah! Don't tell me you two played with water? What would i do with you?" Nana exclaimed.

He shot her a sheepish smile and put khairi down "Not my fault"

"Whose fault then?" She narrowed her eyes at them.

"Honey"

"Dada"

Khairi and Hameed said simultaneously, pointing at each other. Nana couldn't help but laugh at them.

"Go and change now if you don't want to catch cold" She scolded Hameed.

"Right away Ma" He saluted mockingly and went up to change.

Salam,
How are you? And everything? I hope kalau kalau.

Soo i decided to give you a little peek of Hameed and khairi's relationship, aren't they the sweetest?☺️☺️

Errr... what more?? No dogon surutu yau, please just

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