"Nazmeeraaaaa,hurry up.I want to eat." Hamza knocked on the bathroom door for the hundred time in five minutes,"Hurry."

Nazmeera rolled her eyes,"Gosh Hamza!Hold your horses,I'm almost done."

Hamza made a face at the door,"Thats the fifteen time you've said that."

He raised his hand to knock once again when the door opened and Nazmeera stood in front of him.His mouth dropped open as he looked her up and down.Nazmeera was dressed in a pair of black jeans,a red and black check-shirt and her signature black scarf.She tied up the outfit with black Superstars and light makeup.

'MashaAllah wifey,who's heart you plan on stealing?" Nazmeera looked down her cheeks going blood red before she looked up and rolled her eyes at him.

"The neighbour,now please move so we can leave." Hamza shook his head causing Nazmeera to give him an unbelievable look,"And why not?"

"Firstly our neighbour is an elderly couple so I doubt they would be happy to see you dressed like this,secondly after seeing you dressed like this I think its better we get room service." Nazmeera shook her head and put a hand on his forehead.

"Are you feeling alright?You were the one in a hurry to go and now you dont want to.Is your head fine?" Hamza grabbed Nazmeeras hand and pulling her closer he put her hand on his chest.Nazmeera shivered at the close contact and shyly looked up into Hamza's eyes which had turned a dark,stormy blue.

"You see habibty,I don't like the way other men," He spat the word put as if it was poison,"Looking at my wife,my woman.Especially the woman that I love." Nazmeera immediately broke eye contact looking at his throat and she bit her lip.It still was a surprise to her whenever Hamza told her he was in love with her and she did not know how to respond to him and she just had to fight him on this,unknown to her that it was dangerous territory.

"Don't be dumb Hamza.No one looks at me.Why would someone look at me?I mean have you seen me?' Hamza narrowed his eyes at her words and he trailed his hands down her hips,a shiver running down her spin then she yelped out of surprise.

"Hamza!" She looked at him with big eyes,"Why did you pinch me?"

"Because you spoke nonsense!Do you really think habibty that no one looks at you?" He purred and Nazmeera nervously nodded causing him to chuckle darkly,"Well then you mistaken darling.Remember today when we were out on the beach you asked me why do I look so angry?"

Nazmeera thought back to the day and she nodded her head.They had been walking on the beach when Nazmeera had bent down to pick up her wallet that had fell,when she had came up Hamzas eyes had been narrowed,lips pulled together in a tight line and his hands were fisted.She had asked him what the matter was and he had shook his head,a smile taking over his pulled features and he had slid his arm around her waist almost possessively,now that she thought about it.

"While you had reached for your wallet,this group of men had begun to stare at you.They could see that I was with you yet they stared until you stood up.Wallah if you had not stood up I would have broken their faces." Nazmeeras head snapped up at Hamza and she gasped at the dark,deep tone that Hamza used.It was clear that he was not lying and Nazmeera did not have any doubt that he would have followed through on what he said.Nazmeera felt a bit of fear at his tone and his words but some part of her felt a warmth that shed never felt before,it was a type of warm that made her insides turn in a gooey and for the first time she was filled with female pride.

Hamza saw the way Nazmeera looked at him and he cupped her cheek in his palm,"Nazmeera you are my love and if anyone ever looks at you in a bad way wallahi I will break that persons bones in so many ways that hell never be able to look at any another woman."

Hamza lowered his head until his lips touched Nazmeeras lips in a soft,passionate kiss that conveyed his possessiveness over her.Once he pulled away they both were breathless and as they looked into one anothers eyes the winds outside twisted in joy,rustling the trees and cajoling them to join the dance as two souls came a step closer to being one.

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Aamanah gazed out the window as she sat rubbing her tummy and taking a sip out of the green tea in her hands.For some unknown reason she felt a type of joy that shed never felt before as she held her growing baby bump.Reality was finally hitting her that she was pulling through her third month in ease and she wholeheartedly thanked Allah for this joy.She could not wait for her bundle of joy but she also had a fear settled in her heart.

How would Hamza carry the responsibilities he had towards her,the baby and Nazmeera all at once?How would he split his time?Would anyone be hurt in the end and if any one was hurt who would it be?Her or Nazmeera?She knew if she asked Nazmeera,she would willingly let go of her time with Hamza but would that be the case now that Nazmeera knew how Hamza felt towards her?Also Aamanah could not take away Nazmeeras right by asking for her time for herself and the baby,that would not be fair to Nazmeera who after so many years had found true happiness.

Aamanah closed her eyes as all these questions sat on her mind and at that moment when Allah knew that she needed someone to seek advice from,the door opened and Aamanah heard light footsteps walk towards her.Seconds later a gentle hand,rested over her head.Aamanah opened her eyes and smiled at her mother.

"What is troubling my child?" Aamanah gestured for her mother to take a seat and once she did Aamanah held her hands,looking at her with pleading eyes.

"Ummi,abi only has you in his life but I need to know when others have two,three or even four wives what happens when a child is born?How is his time split?"

Ummi Jameel thought about what her daughter asked and after a few minutes she spoke,"When it is the first child or even any other after that the man usually requests for more time with the wife giving birth and to be with her for a longer period.It may also be such that the husband may spend his day with his other wife and his nights with the wife and child.In other instances the man may request the other wife to move in where the wife and child is.It depends on how the man is willing to handle the situation.Some men become so excited for their childs birth that he neglects the other wife but, Ummi Jameel said smiling at her daughter who had worry written over her entire face,Hamza is not like that.He will not neglect Nazmeera for you that I am sure."

Aamanah bit her lip and sighed,"I have taken enough of her rights I cannot take more but I also want Hamza to be here for the small one when he is born and as he grows up.Does, Aamanah looked down before looking up again,Does that make me selfish?"

Ummi Jameel shook her head and kissed the back of Aamanahs hand,"No that doesnt make you selfish.You only want Hamza to play a more important role in your childs life and thats every womans right.As far as I know Hamza he probably has already thought it through and once he comes hell tell you what he has planned."

Aamanah narrowed her eyes at Ummi Jameel playfully,"Why do I have a feeling like you know something I don't?"

Ummi Jameel raised an eyebrow equally playful,"Maybe I do know something you don't?"

"And I have something you'll don't." They looked at the doorway to see Abi Jameel standing with a tray which he brought closer and Aamanahs mouth begun to water when she saw her favourite ice cream in the tray.

"Oh ice cream." Aamanah reached for it and mumbled a jazakallah before beginning to eat.Ummi Jameel took the other bowl and Abi Jameel took a seat on the bed.

"See I still know my daughters choice." Abi Jameel said to Ummi Jameel in a proudful tone at which Ummi Jameel rolled her eyes.

"Thats because your wife and daughter share the same taste."

Abi Jameels face scrunched up,"No youll dont.You like chocolate ice cream."

Ummi Jameel looked offended and she looked at Aamanah who lowered her spoon,biting her lip so that she would not laugh,"Uh oh,abi you in trouble." Abi Jameel looked at her,trying to figure out where he went wrong and then it hit him.His wife liked bubblegum ice cream and thats when he looked at her with an apologetic smile,"Oops."

Ummi Jameel could not resist bursting into laughter which caused Aamanah and Abi Jameel to join her.

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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatu

Jazakallah for +51,9K reads and 4.28K likes.

In the part where Hamza says Nazmeera bent down to get her wallet its more of she sat kneeled down.

And Aamanah is back 😀😀😀 I missed writing her p.o.v.

I hope it was a good chapter and that everyone liked it.

Please take care and make dua for the people in Syria who are suffering at this moment and that the man who is making them suffer gets a punishment fit for his actions.Ameen

Fi Amanilah