The prophet (P.B.U.H) said: "Supplications between adhaan and iqaamah is not rejected." So people asked: "What should we ask for?" He (P.B.U.H) replied: "Ask Allah for his forgiveness."
-(Tirmidhi)

RUKAYYAH'S WEDDING ARRANGEMENT.

Rukayyah's wedding was fixed and it's remaining only a week to the huge day. It was fixed for just a month like Nana's was and now they all can't sit down in peace. Even Nana that is not the bride had been in and out of her parents house lately and thank God she knows how to drive, Fahad had taught her how to, so she won't have disturb Zayn. The wedding arrangement has been going and now their house is filled to the brim with people and some people are even staying in the hotel because the house is full. People are pervaded everywhere, overflowing also.

Now, Nana is waiting for Fahad to bring Khumais and she'll be going home with him till well, she doesn't know. Something happened between her brother and his wife and then a divorce followed because what she did was uncalled for, that was what Fahad said but Nana knows nothing and she's sad about it. Thank God it was only one and not three, they have another chance together or Nana would've been devastated. She likes Sakinah and Fahad together, they love each other truly.

"Sister mine!" She heard her brother's voice called from the main door. She beamed and stood up to hug them.

"Brother mine! How are you doing bundle?" She asked, kissing both their cheeks and grinned cheekily.

"We're both fine and you also look fine so I don't need to ask. Here, take Khumais. I don't know when I'll come and take him but I should be on my way now. I can't stay for the wedding, I have an important match in two days. I feel so penitent about it." He verballed, looking around the crowd for Rukayyah to apologize.

"Rukayyah! Rukayyah!!" Nana yelled, waving at Rukkayah to come to where they're standing. She was enmeshed in between people, interweaved in between them like an ant.

"Ina wuni, Ya Fahad; good afternoon, Ya Fahad." She greeted, smiling at Khumais.

"Afternoon Rukayyah. How's everything going?" He asked, smiling at her.

They exchanged pleasantries and he apologize to her before giving her a gift and then turning to leave with his sister trailing behind him. She wants to run away from there also, they won't let her if she told them. She took Khumais with her and they wave a goodbye to Fahad before they're off. Khumais didn't even shed a single tear and kept grinning at Nana, she chuckled and buckle him up. She'll have to buy baby's car crib.

They drive home and she settle his clothes in the room next to theirs which Zayn said he wants to renovate. She asked him not to but he said he likes having Khumais around and there are enough rooms in the house. The renovation will take place on Rukayyah's wedding day since they won't be around and it'll be done before they get back.

She fed Khumais some fruits and corn flakes and he blank out in a flash -sleep. She cooed, looking at the innocent child in her arms before taking his comatose body to his room and turning on the monitor. She kissed his forehead before deciding to make some cookies for them since Khumais loves them a lot. She knew how to make cookies due to living a lot with Sakinah, she loves those stuff just like Khumais.

Amidst her work, Zayn came back looking very tired to which she asked him to take a shower and she'll be done with the cookies by then. They'll be having cookies and yoghurt today, she didn't know what to cook and the recipes is not working. It failed her when she tried couscous, she almost cried that day. It looks like tuwo, even more stickier than tuwo, she had to throw it away.

She got bored of making cookies and yell out Zayn's name after making sure Khumais' room door is locked and he won't hear her yelling around. Zayn went to their room earlier to get bath but he's still not back and that was an hour ago. He should be back by now or even earlier since he's very fast whilst bathing and dressing which she is not.

She carried the plates of cookies, and keep one in Khumais knowing he'll be more than happy when he find it there , she adjusted the pillows around him then took the other one to their room to share it with Zayn after scolding him for not coming back to her.

She stepped into the room to find him sprawled on the bed in only a black sweatpants and his hair slightly damped which means he fell asleep immediately after taking the bath. He looks like a baby sleeping on his stomach with his hands and legs sprawled all over the bed. His bare hard and muscled back facing her making her to almost drivel at the sight, she did slobbered. What a beautiful sight!

She changed into a cotton black short shorts and his button up blue shirt -the one he discarded earlier- after murdering her undies from her body -she's more comfortable without them- before tucking herself in his arm and snuggling herself into him, making sure their limbs and limped and their legs intertwined before taking a whiff of his cologne and pressing her lips hard on his. She tuck her head to his chest where his heart lies, listening to his steady breathings and slow heartbeats. His heart throbbed in a peaceful pace and she let it serve as a metronome.

"Wake up and let's pray." She heard her husband's soothing voice murmuring in her ears but she just drape her legs higher and clung onto him like a monkey.

She looks so cute with a pout and scrunched nose, mumbling some incoherent words out. He pulled her tan cheek slightly making her scrunch her whole face. He chuckled before he started counting her lashes one by one which was totally stupid and impossible. It's long but not thick for him not to be able to count but it's utterly nonsense.

"Cherub, you better stop that." She sleepily mumbled on his chest before huffing and sitting down, she can't sleep anymore.

"Come on, Mami. We should pray." He smiled innocently but the evil glint in her eyes made his smile zeroed quickly.

She rapidly switched their position and sat down on his stomach to which released an 'Ooph'. She raised a brow, ready to taunt him but he started tickling her till their position is changed and she's now underneath him, begging for forgiveness. He only stopped when someone tucked at his pants calling 'Dada'. He stopped and his eyes find Nana's which are also filled with pure astonishment and flabbergast.

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"What are you saying, Sakinah?" Fahad fumed, looking at his unapologetic wife. She has the audacity to keep making chicken tikka as she continue to sauté it with the wooden spatula.

"I can't do it anymore. I want to give birth to our own baby but you're stopping me because you want your precious sister to regain her memories first. I'm done with that, Fahad." She breathed out.

It's not like she doesn't like Nana, she loves her but she also yearn to hold her own flesh and blood. Khumais is a cute little baby and she loves him just like her own but is there any harm in wanting to do what you're doing to someone else's child to yours? She doesn't think so! She wants a baby of her own and there is nothing that will stop her only Allah. She threw all the pills and now she's ready to take whatever risk is there is to take.

"I didn't stop you from doing so, did I?" He is getting angry with the whole conversation but also flummoxed, he's been wanting to question why she isn't giving birth but he kept quite because he doesn't want her to think any low of their love.

Why the hell was she talking about him not letting her have her own flesh? He had never said anything about that to her nor did he even try talking to her about it. His love for his sister is unrestricted that he could go to any extent but not this. He wouldn't stop his wife from giving birth just because he wants them to take care of his nephew.

"I know but I can't take care of a two year old and my own baby, now can I?" She retorted, switching off the gas cooker and turning to look at him.

"Enough!" He raised an intimidating brow at her but she wasn't getting it.

"No! We should talk about it this instant or..." He cut her off before she could finish her words.

"Don't go there and I'm telling you, enough. Don't utter another stupid word or it'll cost you something great." He threatened.

"I'm tired of you, Fahad. Take her baby to her and let me have mine. Don't keep ordering me around like this, I hate it." She glared back and he just had to do the unthinkable.

He divorced her!

"I can't keep it with you insulting my sister, you have no right to judge what you don't know." He fumed, not making eye contact.

"Wh-what? Did you j-just div-ivorce me?" Her hands tremulously quaking as she stuttered out the words with great difficulty for it was infeasible, she never thought he would dare do that.

"You left me with no choice." He breathed out, already regretting what he's just done.

What was he thinking? He was frustrated that they failed their last two matches but why did it have to come in between him and his wife. He immediately vacate out of the kitchen, not wanting to see her falling apart for he can't take it. They both need this space but why divorce?! He grip his head and kept walking down the curb with regret pouring from every pore of his being. This was not in his plans...

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