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2(TWO)

Imagine the tent being something like this bit curtains as a divider through out the tent that separates the bedroom plus bathroom form the whole room

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Nazmeera sat next to her father and brother in the court,with her mother's killer opposite her.Even though years had passed she still found it impossible to look this woman in the eye.Everytime she tried to the only thing she saw was her mother's pale face pass through her eyes.

The court trial had been hard as Nazmeera had to testify around four times reliving a time that only existed in her nightmares.She made dua that the trial would only last a day and she was ever thankful that after she put a request through to Zuhaib following protocol,he had agreed to make the case a one day process with half an hour intervals.

Now they awaited the verdict which had taken the judge out of the courtroom.Nazmeera felt her father's hand tighten around her own when the judge walked out.

"Keeping the witnesses and evidence in mind,this court has come to the decision that Mrs.Jamila Ismael is guilty of the planned murder of Mrs.Summaya Habib,which was done by the use of the administration of wrong medication,blackmailing Mr.Moosa Ibrahim and attempt of murder of Mrs.Nazmeera Ibrahim,she is hereby sentenced to death.Dr.Niyaaz Haq's doctor license will be taken from him and he will no longer be able to practice medicine as he is found guilty of providing Mrs.Ismael with the medication and lying in his report about the cause of death,he is sentenced to seventeen  years of imprisonment.Mrs.Nazmeera,this court apologies wholeheartedly for the injustice you have had to go through for so many years and hopes that whatever decisions that have been met out to your mother's killers will help heal old wounds.The court if hereby adjourned." The judge hit the gravel and everyone stood up.

Nazmeera and Abi Sufyaan sat still,tears pouring down their faces.Finally Summaya had got her justice and they watched as Jamila was whisked away from the court.Nazmeera felt a hand on her shoulder and when she looked up,she gasped.Standing next to her was her elder brother from her mother,Sufyaan.The same son who had been taken a week after his birth and given to Jamila.

Sufyaan sat next to her and Nazmeera looked at him through her tears.Sufyaan put his shaking hand on her own and Nazmeera sobbed as he spoke words that she had been dying to hear for years since he last saw her leaving Abi Sufyaan's tribe.

"Meera." Nazmeera leaned against him,her head resting against his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her.As they sat there Nazmeera made sure to thank Allah for everything.Verily what you ask for is not given to you immediately but Allah gives it to you eventually,and if you don't get it in this world you will get it in the Hereafter.

For the first time in years as Nazmeera walked out of the court she felt at peace knowing that her family was with her.Now her burden was lifted and her mother given justice.It was time to focus on her relationship with Hamza and the rest of the family.
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Hamza paced the lounge,glancing towards the hallway.He stressed about the trial and its outcome.He stressed about Nazmeera and how she would be taking the trial.The door opened and Hamza watched Nazmeera walk through.Her face stress free and Hamza was surprised when she flashed him a huge smile.

"As salaam mu alaykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatu Hamu."

"Wa alaykum mu salaam wa rahmatullahi Wa barakatu.How was the trial?"

Hamza felt his heart skip a beat when her smile grew and she put her handbag down,throwing her head back,"It happened.It finally happened Hamza.My mother has got her justice after so many years and now I can breath a sigh of relief." She looked at Hamza and took a deep breath,"Want to go on a date?"

Hamza froze and the nodded.Nazmeera pointed towards the guest bedroom,"I've left some clothes for you there and Umme Khultum is with Abi so we have the entire evening and the entire weekend to spend together." She glanced at her watch and then back at Hamza,"We leave in ten minutes."

Hamza and Nazmeera made their way to rooms.When Hamza saw the clothes on the bed he took a deep breath.He quickly changed.When Hamza looked into the mirror he had to admit Nazmeera's sense of style was amazing.She had laid a pair of faded black jeans and a white shirt which clung onto his muscles.Hamza shrugged on the leather jacket that she placed besides the other clothes and then bent down to wear black biker boots with a silver lining around the sole.

Hamza exited the room only to stop in his tracks and his mouth fell open.Nazmeera stood in front of him busy on her phone but that was not what stopped him.What stopped him was what she wore.She was beautiful and in the clothes that she wore she looked simply amazing.Nazmeera had on similar faded jeans in black as well but she paired it with a black top which had a single red rose on her shoulder,on top of it all she wore a leather jacket.Her shoes looked similar to his but the difference on them was the red lining along the heel.

Hamza cleared his voice and his body hummed in male pride when her eyes trailed down his body before flickering back up with an almost shy smile.

"Ready to go?"

"Sure." They walked out of the room in a comfortable silence.When they reached the parking floor Hamza realized he left his car keys behind.

"Shit,Naz I forgot my car keys in the apartment.Let me go get it."

Nazmeera grabbed his arm and shook her head as she opened up the palm of the other hand to show him a key he had not seen in a while.

"Where did you get that from?"

Nazmeera smiled unsure of how she was about to tell him and then shrugged,"Zaid went to ask Aamanah for the keys and he dropped it off."

Hamza nodded his head as he took the keys from her hand and looked around trying to spot the bike.He saw the bike in the corner and grabbed Nazmeera's hand leading her towards the bike.The helmets were placed on the bike and Hamza helped Nazmeera wear her own.

Soon they were on their way but since Hamza had no clue where they were going Nazmeera had to direct him.Hamza grew confused as they came closer to a place where people usually hired 4×4's for drives into the desert.When he parked and they got off,Hamza looked at Nazmeera confused.

"Why have you brought me here?" Nazmeera smiled but this time there was a sly,amusement behind the smile.

"Don't worry.I haven't planned to murder you in the dessert so just trust me.The bike will be parked away securely.Now come on or else we will get late." Nazmeera pulled Hamza towards the reception where the lady incharge smiled at Nazmeera,giving her a pair of keys.Nazmeera handed the woman the bike keys and pulled Hamza to their assigned 4×4.Hamza got into the passenger seat while Nazmeera sat in the driver's seat.

"Nazmeera,we don't have clothes.Nazmeera rolled her eyes at him and shook her head,taking a turn.

"You underestimated me Hamu.I have everything planned and when I say everything I mean everything.I have planned this since I agreed to give you a chance.Clothes and everything will there.Just relax and enjoy.Don't be a worry filled old person."

"I am not worried,just curious and I am not even that old."

Nazmeera smiled at him,"The way you worry slash are curious I would say that you older then your actual age hey."

Hamza gave her a offended look which he was pretty sure was not visible to her,"I am not old.I am just 30.Well only 30 so shush."

"Ohh,you could fool me with how you act.Sometines you a child,sometimes you an adult.I'd say your age borders around 10 and 1/4."

"Jeez don't know if that's a compliment or an insult."

Nazmeera glanced at him for about two seconds and then looked back at the road,"An insult I say."

Hamza huffed,turning to face the window.Nazmeera shook her head as she laid a hand on his hand which he removed.Nazmeera shook her head,giggling at his childish behavior.

"And then you disagree that you 10 and 1/4."

Hamza rolled his eyes as he grabbed her hand,"There.Happy?"

Nazmeera's eyes twinkled with amusement,"Very."

They drove the rest of the way with a few nasheeds playing in the background.After an hours drive,Nazmeera pulled up outside a tent and Hamza gasped.This was one of the many honeymoon suites that bordered the outskirts of the city.

The couple got off the car and strolled towards the tent.Hamza lifted the tent cover and after Nazmeera entered so did he.

"MashaAllah this is extremely beautiful." Nazmeera exclaimed as she looked around the lounge area.Hamza watched with a small smile as Nazmeera twirled around,her hijab floating around her.

"I think there's a private oasis nearby.We should go for a small swim,plus no one can see us." Hamza nodded and they made their way to the room where Hamza almost bumped into Nazmeera when she came to a stop in front of him.

"Hey why did you apply your brakes like that?" Hamza looked beyond Nazmeera's head and he smiled.The room was decorated with red and white candles all around,while the bed spread red with a white heart decorating the middle.Roses decorated the entire room and Hamza felt his sense being swamped by the smell.

"Uh I never organize this."

Hamza chuckled and slid his arm around her waist,"Did you book a honeymoon tent?"

Nazmeera tilted her head and Hamza heard her curse,"I said a couple tent not realizing that perhaps they'll think a tent like this."

Hza turned Nazmeera to face him and had to really hold himself from pinching her tomato colored cheeks,"There's nothing to do about it now so don't fret.Let's go take a swim."

Nazmeera glanced at her wrist watch and just then the adhaan sounded through the receivers kept in the tent.

"We'll,I guess we should offer our salaah before that swim." Hamza nodded and he raised an eyebrow when Nazmeera smiled mischievously.

"Race you to the bathroom?" Hamza shook his head but was quick to follow,letting his wife win.

"And you say you not getting old hey,Mr.Slowpoke." Nazmeera spoke in a teasing voice as she removed her hijab and Hamza smiled at her through the mirror.

"Sweetheart,please decide whether I'm a child or I'm old.I can't be both."

Nazmeera tilted her head as if she was really trying to decide which one was it but by the spark in her eye that shone with mischief,Hamza knew she made her decision already.

"Well,from your top half is childish and your bottom half is old.So its a 50-50 situation."

Hamza could only shake his head as they got to making wudu.Once they finished they walked to the prayer area that sat near the lounge and Nazmeera took her place on his right.Hamza smiled at her and then raised his hands in Takbeer-e-Tahrima.

Nazmeera was mesmerized by Hamza's voice,that so beautifully rendered the verses of the Qur'aan.Hamza sounded even better then the first time he led her in salaah.His pronunciation was amazing,his tajweed was breathtaking and Nazmeera was sad when they finished the Magrib salaah.

Once they finished the salaah,they raised their hands to make dua.Hamza read out loud and Nazmeera said Ameen as he went along.

Just as Hamza would have ended the dua Nazmeera chirped in,"Ya Allah,keep our family safe and grant our family the highest stages in Jannah.Grant all the mahroom,not just the mahroom of our family but the mahroom around the world Jannat-ul-Firdose.Ya Allah,grant our brothers and sisters around the world peace."

Hamza smiled at Nazmeera's dua and when they finished,Nazmeera grabbed Hamza's hands causing him to turn sidewards on the prayer mat.

Hamza looked at Nazmeera in confusion,"What happened?"

Nazmeera smiled up at him shyly,"Well,I want to recite tasbeeh and what better way for us to share the reward."

Hamza was shocked but he recited along with Nazmeera and praised Allah countless times that his Nazmeera was finally returning to him.

Nazmeera knew that Hamza was shocked but what could she do?Her happiness knew no bounds and she was ready to forgive what happened in the past to be able to move on in the future.She had not forgotten the lessons that the past had given her,she just forgave Hamza and Aamanah as they were sorry.Nazmeera refused to carry the baggage of the past on her shoulders as she wrote a new future with Hamza.

Nazmeera changed into her swimming costume in the bedroom while Hamza did the same in the bathroom.When Hamza exited the bathroom he smiled seeing Nazmeera wearing a floral swimming top paired with a black swimming pants.She looked beautiful and Hamza held back a smirk when Nazmeera turned to only check him out.

Gosh,Hamza was looking hot in a pair of black swimming shorts and he had left the white t-shirt on.When her eyes met his,Nazmeera felt her cheeks grow hot and Hamza let out a laugh.

"Take a picture,it will last longer." Nazmeera smiled teasingly as she reached for her phone and actually took a picture.

"There I took it." Hamza only shook his head and they made their way outside.The warm air rushed over their bodies as they reached the oasis.

Nazmeera sat on the edge and turned her head to see Hamza take off his t-shirt.She could not help but admire his muscular body that seemed to get better day by day.Her eyes trailed up to his face and once again she flushed red,quickly glancing away.

"You do know it's halal for you to check me out,right?" Hamza asked as he took a seat next to her and Nazmeera did not bother answering as she slid into the water,diving under and appearing on the other end.

Hamza followed her and Nazmeera smiled at him,"This is really nice.I forgot how it felt to be out here with no worries."

Hamza held Nazmeera by her waist and she put her hands on his shoulders.He brought her closer,resting his forehead against her's.

"And to me it feels amazing to finally hold you without you fighting me."

Nazmeera's smile died but she covered it by rubbing her nose against his,"Well,I think we past that so now we can focus on being like this."

Hamza nodded and Nazmeera raised an eyebrow when he smiled mischievously.

Nazmeera would have spoke if Hamza did not decide to bring her under the water with him.Once they were up Nazmeera sputtered the water out and glared at Hamza who had a silly grin on his face.

"A warning would have been nice." Nazmeera's sarcastic reply had Hamza doing it again.When they came up again,Nazmeera narrowed her eyes.

"Oh you in for it Ibn Abeed." Hamza felt his heart beat faster at Nazmeera using his nickname and just gazed at her,snapping out of it when water hit his face.

Hamza ran a hand down his face and looked at Nazmeera,stunned.

"Really?" Nazmeera poked tongue at him and splashed water at him again,this time pulling away from his arms and diving towards the place where they started off.

Hamza watched as she got out,turning to wink at him and then she jogged towards the tent area.Hamza shook his head as he got out and threw his t-shirt on,only to realize afterwards that it now was see through.Oh well,Nazmeera did like his body and he had no problem showing it off.

Nazmeera stood in the shower her back towards the shower door.She smiled at her silly idea of running away from him and she sighed at the relief that coursed through her.Acting as though he meant nothing had hurt her and that she could not deny.She loved him truly and would never forget how loving him brought out a part that was buried long ago.

She was ready to move on with him and start afresh.Nazmeera switched off the shower and she got out.Once she put her kaftan on,she opened the door only to bump into a wall of pure muscle.

"Ouch." Nazmeera looked up into Hamza's eyes as he held her arms to steady her,"Can you not be a wall in the middle of nowhere?"

Hamza shook his head,"Nope,by the way you walked into me."

"Well,duh if you stand in front of a door that is what will happen." Nazmeera rolled her eyes and moved out of the way,then tilted her head to look at Hamza who raised an eyebrow,"You helping me cook."

"Is that a question or statement?"

Nazmeera smirked,"A command.Now chop chop go bath and then join me in the kitchen."

"Yes ma'am." Nazmeera giggled as Hamza mock saluted her and walked into the bathroom.Nazmeera made her way to the kitchen and started pulling out different ingredients.

"So what we making Chef?"

Nazmeera jumped turning to face Hamza with her hand on her chest,"Can you not scare me?Ya Allah,my heart just ran out of my chest!"

Hamza tugged her hand to hug her,"Sorry babe,I didn't mean to scare you.Now what are we cooking?"

"I was thinking saucy steak and baked potatoes."

"Sounds yummy."

Nazmeera smiled at him,holding out an apron,"Wear this."

Hamza wore the apron and they begun to cook,well more like Nazmeera cooked and directed Hamza on what he should do.

As Nazmeera marinated the steak,Hamza leaned against the counter,"How did you survive living alone when you left?"

Nazmeera glanced at him then back at the job on hand,"Well it was weird,you know.I just had to make food for one person,if I forgot my curtains open no one would close it and I really didn't have anyone to talk to.Thwn I became friends with the Hosseini's and from there a bit of my loneliness was lifted."

"Tell me about Umme Khultum's birth."

Nazmeera smiled at him as she turned to put the steak in the pot,"It was a Saturday and I was rushed to the hospital at about 5 o'clock.Luckily I had Yumnah with me because she,Yasir and Khaleel were on their way to visit me.My labour lasted five and a half hours but shukar Yumnah was there to support me.Umme Khultum was a small baby and I fell in love with her at first glance."

"Did you throw any threats my way even though I wasn't there?"

Nazmeera nodded her head,laughing,"According to Yumnah I said I would castrate you and never let you near me.I also apperently said I'm going to throw you down a building."

Hamza winced and Nazmeera laughed again,"Well,then I should consider myself lucky as I got away with two slaps."

Nazmeera lost her smile and she looked down at her feet,"About that I'm sorry.I just wanted to push you away and in the process I said and did so many hurtful things."

Hamza came forward,he put one hand on her waist and he used the other to judge her face up,"Hey,don't fret.Then I didn't understand why but now I do.I don't see you as being wrong now,you were just protecting yourself.When you explain this to the others they will understand as well."

Nazmeera nodded,"It will take a while for the steak and potatoes to be ready.You want to phone Umme Khultum?"

Hamza nodded and they sat down with Nazmeera's phone on loudspeaker.

"As salaam mu alaykum mama and dada."

"Wa alaykum mu salaam angel.How are you?"

"Mama,I'm okay.I making slime with Jadon."

"Oh that's nice.I hope you not troubling Jadon?"

Umme Khultum giggled as if what Nazmeera said was absurd,"I don't trouble anyone mama."

"Yes,you don't.Its a ghost troubling mama all the time?"

"Stop troubling my daughter."

"See dada,mama only shout Umme."

Nazmeera rolled her eyes,"Complain and I won't buy you what you want."

"No poblem.Dada will buy for me."

"Yes,I will."

"Yay.Mama,dada I go play.Love you.Bye."

"Love you too sweetie.Bye." The call cut and Nazmeera stood up to check on the food.

"Do you want to eat in the living room?"

"Anything you want Naz."

They moved around in a comfortable silence as Hamza took out two cans,one coke and one Stoney.

They sat in the living room which was basically a sitting area on the floor with cushions and blankets.They ate in another silence that seemed to engulf them in peace.

The Isha adhaan sounded and they left the plates in the sink to go offer their salaah.Once they were done they decided to wash the dishes.

As they washed the dishes,Hamza decided to put on a movie that Nazmeera seemed to be in love with.He grabbed a few cans of coke and Stoney which he put on the floor.Along with that he put a few slabs of chocolate and other sweets.

"What we watching?"

Hamza smiled at her,"To all the boys I've loved before."

Nazmeera let out a yelp of joy and sat next to Hamza who pulled her closer,so they were snuggled into one another.Nazmeera sighed and they watched the movie.By the time the movie ended they were in a tired daze.

"Sleepy?"

Nazmeera nodded,she let out a yelp when Hamza picked her up in his arms.

"Hamu?"

"Shh love,I'm taking you to the room." He laid her down on the bed and took of his shirt,before laying next to her.Nazmeera rolled into his arms and Hamza made sure she was snuggled into him,before drifting off.
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"Hamza wake up."

"Huh?" Hamza opened his eyes little to see Nazmeera looking at him,"What?"

"Fajr salaah.Come." Hamza closed his eyes humming.

"Just now."

Nazmeera shook her head,"No now come on grandfather."

Hamza opened one eye,"Your pretty bum.Two minutes."

"Ibn Abeed get up,now!" Hamza groaned at her loud voice and sat up,rubbing his eyes.

"There.Happy?"

"Nope,come make wudu." Hamza felt a weight leave the bed and finally opened his eyes.He got up and went into the bathroom to see Nazmeera waiting for him.

They finished making wudu and offered their salaah.Nazmeera brought a Qur'aan and handed the Qur'aan to Hamza.

"Read." Hamza rolled his eyes at her commanding voice but begun reading Surah Yaseen.Once he finished off,Nazmeera smiled at him.

"There's a gym under another tent behind this one,wanna come?"

Hamza raised an eyebrow,"You gym?"

"I usually used the ladies only gym back in Canada and I joined one in Zunran as well.It brought my self-confidence levels up high."

Hamza nodded and then eyed Nazmeera mischievously,"I guess you brought my gym clothes as well?"

Nazmeera rolled her eyes standing up and she put the Qur'aan on the shelf,"Duh.Now let's change and go so we can catch the sunrise."

They changed into gyming clothes and Nazmeera lead him to the gym area.While Hamza decided to do a few sets of gym presses Nazmeera went to the treadmill.After a while,Hamza took the one next to her and they watched the sun rise.By the time they both were done and on their way to the tent Hamza was worked up,not just by the workout.

Watching Nazmeera work out had been both a boon and curse. She was so close yet so far for what he had in mind.Hamza was thankful when Nazmeera let him shower first so she could start preparing breakfast.When he came back he saw that Nazmeera made macon,eggs but the smell of coffee was what made him hurry towards the table.He grabbed the cup,as he sat down and took a sip which was a bad idea.

"Ssss." Nazmeera heard that and turned to see Hamza fanning his burning mouth with his hand.Was her husband for real?He was fanning his mouth with his hand?Nazmeera took an ice cube from the fridge and went to her husband.

"Here put it in your mouth." Hamza only turned his face towards her and she slipped it into his mouth,"If you need more ice take from the fridge I'm going to bath."

Hamza never nod but Nazmeera figured he was in too much pain to answer.Nazmeera took a quick shower and changed into black jeans with a red t-shirt and black strap Puma takkies.She made her way to the lounge to have breakfast when she saw Hamza sitting with the entire tray of ice.

"Why did you try to be clever and drink hot coffee?" She asked shaking her head as she sat down and Hamza glared before answering.

"'Cause you made after so long,can't blame me." Nazmeera shook her head and Hamza joined her into eat.

"So what's the plan for today?"

Nazmeera smiled at Hamza,"Camel ride later on and then we just going to chill here.I have all of this prepared."

"Sounds nice but can we sleep a bit before we leave?"

Nazmeera looked at Hamza and nodded,"Okay fine,we'll take a nap after we eat."

Hamza fist pumped the air amusing Nazmeera to laugh.Once they finish eat Hamza pulled Nazmeera into the roo  where he laid down with Nazmeera's head laying against his chest.

Two hours later they were up,freshened and taking a walk towards the place where camel rides were offered.They walked hand in hand following the white tape that stretched from a palm tree near the tent to the place where camel rides were offered.

Nazmeera smiled excitedly at Hamza as the guide told them to choose which camel they would like to ride for a tour around.They went close to one at the beginning and Nazmeera had a good laugh when Hamza's face lost color as his camel stood up.

Six hours later they were finally back at the tent.After the camel rides they had gone for lunch and ended up playing a game of Checkers.Even though that all had passed Hamza was mad.Nazmeera could not believe that he was actually mad at the guide for attempting to help her up as she fell down.He was still mad after six hours.Ya Allah Nazmeera was going to go mad.

"He shouldn't have touched you."

"Jeez Hamza,you acting like a child.By the way he never did touch me because I refused to take his hand and stood up myself."

Hamza froze in the middle of the tent,his hand going to tug at his wild looking hair,"Oh."

"Yes oh you big donkey." Nazmeera shook her head,whispering under her breath unaware that Hamza could still hear her,"I can't believe I love an idiot."

Hamza looked at Nazmeera,his eyes filled with awe,"You love me still?"

It was Nazmeera's turn to freeze and she looked down gulping in nervousness,her feet shifting from side to side,as she turned to look at Hamza who looked as if he had seen an alien.

"Ahh obviously hey.You not a burger that I can eat and forget about hey."

Hamza went closer to Naeera and cupped her face in his hands,"I love you too sweetheart."

He begun lowering his head to place a kiss on her forehead,followed by her eyelids and then the tip of her nose.

Nazmeera's breath caught in her throat as she felt his breath graze her lips and her eyes flickered close.

"Stop me now before it's too late.Stop me before I lose my mind."

Nazmeera opened her eyes as her hands rested on his waist,"I can't stop you my love.Not even if I wanted to."

Hamza caught her lips in a bruising kiss before pulling back only to pick Nazmeera up in his arms and make his way to the room where they spent the rest of the evening and majority of the afternoon.

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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatu

As the book is ending soon I have done this chapter like this and the next two chapters will be bringing the story together.

In Sha Allah the next chapters will be as long as this one.

Take care

Fi Amanilah