Aamanah's head was on  Nazmeera's lap  as she laid on the back seat of the car.Nazmeera kept her eyes on the desert but a few rogue tears betrayed her as she thought of her father's words.His hatred never once diminished and Nazmeera up until this day was unaware of her fault.

"Nazmeera."

When Hamza called her name she looked at him as he was sitting on the opposite seat,"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

She nodded her head and the look Hamza gave her told her that he did not believe her even a bit,"Nazmeera I know that we just got married yesterday and that you feel awkward talking to me because before this you have only known me as Aamanah's husband.I am now your husband also and it is my responsibility to make sure that you are never hurt so do not tell me you okay when you are not okay."

Hamza saw her eyes fill up with tears,"I have never had the opportunity to ever know why my father hates me so much.I always knew that my father was alive but for him I was dead.His words have always hurt me and today they are like a sword piercing my heart.It makes me think that how can a father hate his own blood so much.I am hurt and he does not care after all I am just a mistake that he made."

Hamza didn't know how to reply to her voice that was filled with so much agony but he did speak,"I do not know how a father can hate his own blood like Abu Sufyaan hates you but I do know one thing.You are one of the strongest woman I know and one day Allah will reward you for your patience that you have through this test.That day Abi Sufyaan will feel proud that he has a daughter like you and he will accept you with open arms."

"Ameen."

"Thumma Ameen."

Aamanah listened to the two of them converse and she thanked Allah in her mind.Nazmeera was opening up to Hamza and she was doing it fast.This was a good sign to Aamanah.As she heard Hamza console Nazmeera she smiled slightly,his words would surely help Nazmeera and it did.She acted like as was waking up and she felt Nazmeera's hand on her head.

"As Salam Mu Alaykum sleepyhead."

Aamanah opened her eyes and smiles at Nazmeera who was looking down at her"Wa Alaykum Mu Salaam Nazmee.Are we there yet habib?"

"Five more minutes.I was about to tell Nazmeera to wake you up."

Aamanah sat up and she held Nazmeera's hand when she saw her puffy eyes,she gave it a squeeze and Nazmeera squeezed it back.

"Nazmee is my eyeliner fine?"

Nazmeera looked at her eyes and shook her head,"No let me make it right."

Aamanah nodded her head and moved her head forward.Nazmeera used her finger to wipe away the eyeliner that was under her eye before moving back.

"Now it's fine."

"Jazakallah."

"Afwan habibti."

The car came to a stop and Nazmeera saw the tribe waiting.She took a deep breath and looked at Aamanah who was smiling at her.She took a deep breath and exited the car,Aamanah stood next to her and Hamza on her other side.

Nazmeera observed the hostile glares that were thrown her way as well as Aamanah's way.Nazmeera moved away from Hamza and moved Aamanah where she once stood.Ummi Hamza moved forward to her and hugged her.

"Welcome habibti.Come let me take you to your tent.Hamza come with us."

"No." Everyone looked at her shocked but she turned to look at Hamza and put his hand in Aamanah's.She turned back to face the tribe.

"Aamanah is and will always be Hamza's first wife.Even if I bear Hamza children,Aamanah will be called by my first child's name.She will always be Hamza's queen.Many of you look at Aamanah with hostile gazes but just remember that everyone's Taqdeer is in Allah's hand.Allah forbid one day you might not be able to bear children and on they day you will regret your words to my sister wife.From today if anyone hurts my sister's heart before you face Hamza you will face me.I never resort to violence but if I have to I will slap you to put some sense into you.That is a promise.I hope I have myself clear to one and all."

Nazmeera looked at Aamanah who had tears in her eyes and then she looked at Hamza,"Take Aamanah to your tent and settle in.You may come to my tent after that."

Hamza nodded and walked to their tent and Aamanah removed her scarf as she sat down on her bed.Hamza took off his bisht and put it on the bed before rolling his sleeves up.

"Aamanah,did Nazmeera tell you that she was going to do what she did outside?"

Aamanah shook her head,"You can never predict what Nazmeera will ever do.What she did must be having a reason behind it and only she will be able to tell you why she did it."

Aamanah laid back,her legs off the bed And she stared at the ceiling.Hamza joined her and he caught her hand in his.

"I love you habibti." Aamanah turned to face him and she laid her head on his chest.

"I love you too Haamu."

He held her closer,his eyes closed trying not to think that very soon he would be leaving her to go to Nazmeera's tent.He knew everyone expected him to spend the first week with her.No one knew how hard it is for him to spend his nights with her but he would try to make their relationship work.He would speak to Nazmeera about making it work and together they would make it work.

Nazmeera looked around the room,she had been left alone finally and she felt at peace.She took off her abaya and scarf,laying it in the bed and started packing her things away.

She was still busy when the opening of the tent rustled she didn't look but she called out.

"Who's there?"

There was the sound of footsteps and finally the curtain to the sleeping area opened.

"It's me."

Nazmeera looked up at Hamza and she stood up,looking behind him."Is Aamanah here also?"

"No she's at her own tent.I came to see if you settled in."

"You didn't have to,you should have stayed with Aamanah.I was just packing my things away,go back to her." Nazmeera went back to packing the things away but she didn't hear Hamza leave,instead she felt his eyes on her back.She was finally done but as she stood up she was hit by a dizzy spell,"Ya Allah!"

She felt herself sway but Hamza noticed and caught her.Her eyes were closed and Hamza realised that she was shaking.Nazmeera opened her eyes and she tried to move back but Hamza didn't let go of her."Wait."

He picked her up bridal style and Nazmeera slide her hands behind his neck.He walked her to the bed and laid her down.

"Did you not have breakfast?"

Nazmeera looked down and shook her head,"No I wasn't hungry."

"So you lied to Aamanah?"

"No I wanted you'll to eat together,alone so I twisted the truth." She tried getting up but he pushed her back down.

"Just lay down.I'm going to bring you food and if you move I will tell Aamanah that you haven't had food."

Nazmeera glared at him and sat back,nodding her head.Hamza left the tent and came back a few minutes later with a tray.He put it in the table and she got up to walk to the table.Once she begun eating Hamza walked to the bathroom and begun making wudu.

"When you done eating I'll lead the salaat."

Nazmeera nodded her head and ate fast,she made her wudu.Hamza had already laid out the prayer rugs,hers a bit behind his.

"Hamza,call Aamanah to come read with us."

Hamza looked at Nazmeera and shook his head,"She said that as its our first night here,I must lead you in salaah without her even if you tell me to call her."

Nazmeera shook her head and she was about to leave the tent to call Aamanah,when Hamza caught her wrist.Nazmeera turned her head to look at him in shock.She tugged her hand away and he let go.

"I'm going to call her,she deserves to be right behind you first not me."

Hamza sighed and ran his hand through his hair,"Nazmeera,Aamanah is my my first wife but I also have duties to fill towards you.I know that you might think that I am giving Aamanah's place away to you but it is not like that.I am also fulfilling my duties as a husband should.Aamanah is my first wife and whenever I want to do something with you it is not necessary that you involve her.So please do not always feel obligated to bring her in whenever I want to do something with you.Understand?"

Nazmeera nodded her head and just then the azaan sounded.Once the azaan was finish,Hamza stood on the prayer mat that was placed in front of Nazmeera's and he begun the imammat.Nazmeera could not deny that Hamza had a beautiful voice when reading Quraan and she felt a sense of pride at the fact that her husband was a hafiz of the Quraan.

When they were done,they picked up their hands and made dua.

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Aamanah had a small smile on her face and tears clouded her eyes at the sight of Hamza and Nazmeera reading salaah together.She felt a certain happiness in her heart at the fact that Hamza had followed her words.Even though she felt a small amount of jealousy,her happiness overshadowed it as she knew that Nazmeera would up hold her place as Hamza's first wife.

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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatulahi Wa Barakatu.

I hope all my readers are fine and UN good health.
Ramadan Mubarak to everyone around the world.May this month be full of blessings for you.

Jazakallah for making this book reach 1.06K reads and 92 likes.It means a lot to me.
In Shaa Allah on Monday I begin my mid year examinations.So I'll probably not write any more updates until the end.Please pray that my exams will be good as I will be writing while I am fasting.Also please pray for everyone else that is writing and if you a reader is writing I pray that its easy for you too.

Translations:

Salaah/Salaat:Prayer
Wudu:(Arabic: الوضوء‎‎ al-wuḍūʼ IPA: [wʊˈdˤuːʔ]) is the Islamic procedure for washing parts of the body, a type of ritual purification. Wudu involves washing the hands, mouth, nostrils, arms, head, and feet with water, and is an important part of ritual purity in Islam.
Imammat:A leader but also referee to one who leads people in prayer.

Fi Amanilah.