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"Aslaha Bari mana.. Aslam if you touch that I'll spank you" she yelled dropping the tray of grilled chicken on the table.

"Where is Hajara?" She questioned looking around.

"Adda Hajar is applying her makeup" Aslaha replied while Aslam swiped his little finger on one of the cupcakes dipping his finger covered icing in his mouth.

"Makeup?! Aslam STOP!"

"Why is she yelling now? Assalam Alaikum.." He walked inside the holding two big shopping bags.

"Abbiey!!" The kids yelled jumping on him while she rolled her eyes at him. "I am this close to losing my mind.." She palmed her hands almost allowing them to touch.

"I'm sorry habibty, come give abbiey a kiss" he dropped the shopping bags on the floor while the twins snoop around the bag. He encircled her waist and crashed her into his chest before kissing her.

"Stop" she giggled when he nibbles on her lips.

"Abbiey Aslaha is eating your chocolate!" Aslam yelled and Haneesa groaned pulling away from her husband. "Take care of that little princess, I'll go get Hajara." He sighed as she walked up the stairs not before hearing a loud, booming, echoing,
"Aslaha stop running and come back here!" laughing wholeheartedly, she walked the room opposite the twins room before peeping her head.

"I though we agreed you will help me with the twins" she asked walking inside the room that screamed pink but there good part is it's stinkingly neat only for the dressing mirror which was a mess from makeup.

"Ammiey I am trying to do my makeup, I'll be down soon" she whine

"Turn let me see you" Haneesa said and when she turned she gasped, "you look beautiful baby but I don't think abbiey will approve of that. It's too much"

"But I'm not going out, are we not having the lunch at home?"

"Good luck convincing him and be fast" she walked down the stairs back to the kitchen before the kids will finish half of the meal she prepared. She met Aslaha crying as she wiggled on the kitchen floor with chocolate smeared on her face.

"Baby why are you crying?" She asked bending down to pick her.

"Abbiey collected my chocolate and he gave Aslam to finish it" she cried hugging her mother.

"That's cause you took the chocolate without asking him and that's not good manners" Haneesa tried to make sense but Aslaha was not grasping anything, instead she cried more until Haneesa washed her up promising to buy her many chocolate when Abbiey is not around. She dressed her up in her white dress with red bow before tying a red ribbon on her pony tail.

"Ammiey I want those clips" she pointed at the clips in the front drawer where Haneesa kept all her hair ribbons, clips and beads.

"Okay baby, let me just clip this hair so it won't cover you eyes.. Who even plaited shuku and front for you!?" She asked

"When we went to aunty Hayrah's house" she informed and Haneesa shook her head.  Leave it to Adda Hayrah to have her ways with things. Every time the twins visit her or go for a sleepover she is always experimenting new things on her kids, now that her own kids have outgrown that age.

"Now go and say sorry to Abbiey and ask before taking his chocolate" she walked her down the stairs when she noticed Ahmaad and Aslam on the couch.

"Aslam come let me bathe you" she yelled and the little boy ran upstairs with chocolate smeared face.

Oh Ya Allah!

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Turning on the bed, Haneesa made contact with the pillow instead of her husband so she quickly opened her eyes and sat up. she yawned before walking to the bathroom and brushing her teeth before giving her body a quick scrub. Yesterday was very eventful, they had a lovely lunch with the family and just the memories of that brings tears of joy to her eyes.

Amtullah and Mubarak with their two years old baby boy, Aiman sat opposite her as they stuff their faces making funny jokes. She can recall when Amtullah scooped some rice and positioned it towards Aiman's mouth but the boy shook his head saying he wanted his daddy to feed him. She had glared at Mubarak who was laughing before declaring she will no longer be giving birth to Aiman's baby sister since he doesn't like his mother anymore.

"No!! Mommy we are sorry" Mubarak and Aiman screeched while everyone laughed at their cute family drama.

Adda Hayrah and her husband were sitting beside the Mubarak's family eating the roasted fish with a cold cup of Chapman to compliment the food while their twins, nine year old Haadiya and Bahiya were across them. Sometimes Haneesa herself couldn't differentiate between her nieces, they were just so alike it scared her miserably. And now that they are older, you will think they will stop wearing the same clothes but no, they did everything together. Every single thing that whenever Haneesa was alone with them, she will silently sneak out because their similarities takes a troll on her.

Ya Mukky was beside one of the twins with his little one year old princess, Hudah sitting on his lap as he fed her. Sometimes Haneesa will just sit and watch as Ya Mukky bonds with his daughter because the sight is just MaashaAllah! The way he carries her around tenderly as if she will fall and break never cease to amaze Haneesa, she was always with him. Everyday it's Hudah said 'Dada' today, HudaAllah is sleeping, I'm taking Hudah for ice cream. His life is always Hudah that Teemah always gets jealous, if she is lucky, she will catch them trying to sneak out of the house to the park and will tag along but most of the days they leave without her.

"Mukky don't feed her anything sugary, she won't sleep tonight" Teemah sighed when he grabbed a pack of skittles from his pocket.

"But I told her I will give her skittles if she finishes her food and look.. She is done"

"Well I have to be in court by seven, I have a serious case that means you will stay up with her" she rolled her eyes as he nods his head placing a kiss on his daughter's forehead. Hudah grinned cheekily and Haneesa had to look away, she is the splitting image of Ya Mukky! Ya Rabb! how can someone look like his father so much like Hudah looks like her dad?!

Smiling at the memories, she walked down the stairs all freshened up before meeting Ahmaad with the Kids in the living room. Hajara was reciting the Qur'an sitting beside Ahmaad who was trying to concentrate but Aslaha was jumping on his back strangling him with her small chubby hands meanwhile Aslam was trying to feed him some ice cream but he ended up smearing it on his chin.

Haneesa laughed softly so they wouldn't see yet. How on earth did she even think about separating the twins from their father three years ago? Something must be wrong with her then. Yes that's it.

She can remember when Ahmaad divorced her in his car, she ran inside the house and locked herself up crying for days and days until Adda Hayrah had a talk with her one day.

"I'm protecting the kids Adda Hayrah, you won't understand but Ahmaad and I did the right thing" she said cuddling a sleeping Aslam to her chest and Adda Hayrah hissed.

"You are very stupid Haneesa!" She accused.

"You are not protecting them, you are making their lives miserable. How will you feel if someone separated you from Daddy all your life? How can you be so selfish Haneesa? You are separating this innocent kids from their father, they deserve to grow up with their father. they deserve fatherly love! it's not too late Haneesa, don't make your kids hate you.." she spat be for standing up and leaving her all alone were she cried and cried until she could no longer feel her eyes.

She can't even recall how or when but in twenty four hours she found herself crying hysterically in Ahmaad's embrace who looked ten times as worse than her.

"I'm sorry, I was being irrational" she choked and he hugged her tighter if its possible.

"I'm sorry too Anee" she moved away before looking at him in the eye.

"Do you still love me? Please tell me you love me! DanAllah" she pouted and he laughed.

"It has only been what.. Less than a month. I love you Anee, I promise."

"Toh take me back!"

"How can I take something back when I never let the thing go?" He asked and she crashed into his embrace again. That night, she packed her stuffs and moved back to her husband's house without any regret.

"Ammiey!" Aslam yelled running to hug her and they all turn their attention to her.

"Hi baby" she kissed him before Aslaha crashed on her also.

"Who gave you ice cream early in the morning?" She asked after hugging Hajara and Ahmaad.

"It's almost Dhur prayers babe" Ahmaad winked at her and she oh'ed.

"I am very impressed baby, your qi'rah is much move better now" Ahmaad grinned as Hajara closed the Qur'an.

"I've been practicing really hard. ammiey will you like some tea?" She asked standing up.

"Yes baby, thank you" she nods her head and Haneesa watch as she walked upstairs to drop the Qur'an in her room before sauntering down and making her way inside the kitchen. She smiled widely, the day Ahmaad brought Hajara home is officially the best day of her life. She can remember cooking in the kitchen when he walked in with a five year old Hajara in his hand. She screeched and ran over to hug her showering her with endless kisses.

"Her mother died few days ago, all her siblings were married off and she was the last one remaining, I was in Dukku when I heard the news that she was going to be married off so I took her in. She is yours Anee, amanah (promise). She is an orphan but promise me you will take care of her just like you will to your kids! Promise me you will never neglect her! Promise me you will be a mother to her and teach her all the things you will teach your children, promise you will love her unconditionally and teach her about Islam.." Ahmaad has said later when they were tucked in for bed.

"I promise Ahmaad. I will love Hajara like my own, I will take care of her and I will never discriminate her, she is my daughter now." she cried.

"May Allah give you the ability to take care of her and love her deep withing your Soul."

"Ameen. I love you Ahmaad. Thank you"

"Ammiey here," Hajara handed her a mug of piping hot tea and she thanked her collecting the mug with unshed tears in her eyes.

"Adda Hajara I want bread" Aslaha ran over to her elder sister who held her hand as they walked to the kitchen.

"Aslam!" She yelled at the boy who was rubbing ice cream on her couch. "Be a darling and wash him off please habibi" she gave Ahmaad a pout who glared at her before sighing and carrying the boy up the stairs.

She managed to grab a rag from the kitchen and rub off the ice cream before it will stain the couch. Just when she thought she will rest, the door bell rang so she dropped her mug of tea on the center table before standing up to open the door. Thinking it was the maids, she immediately opened the door only to be greeted with a crying sister in law.

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"Nabiila!?" She gasped feeling her heart in the pit of her stomach.

"Adda Haneesa" she hugged her crying. Haneesa couldn't believe her eyes. She hasn't seen Biila in three years. ever since her divorce with Ahmaad, Nabiila went back to Gombe and all the kids talked with their mother, Ummah, who threatened to disown the girls if they marry anyone who is not Fulani so Nabiila ran away and no one heard about her again. Two years later, Zubaina joined her and well Rakiya was also no where to be found.

Ahmaad had gone into depression that time and he had even stopped talking to his mother but with the help of Salman, Inbihaj and dear, old Hajiya he got a grip of himself.

"Ammiey nutella ha-" Hajara stopped in her tracks when she met her mother crying and hugging another woman who she doesn't recall meeting.

"Adda Hajara who is that?" Haneesa heard Aslaha asking and before she can turn around to explain to the kids Ahmaad was behind her as he stared at his sister in shock.

"Biila?! Ya Rahman! Nabiila!!" he gasped hugging her while Haneesa tried to wipe her tears but it was impossible.

"What happened to nutella?" Haneesa asked Hajara who was staring at her father hug another woman.

"It has finished" Aslaha said.

"Ammiey who is that?"

"I'll explain later, my ATM card is in my room on the dressing mirror, you should go head with the twins to shoprite to buy nutella. The driver should take You" she said and Hajara nods her head as she walked upstairs to dress her younger siblings and do as told.

"Yaya I am ruined" Nabiila choked on her tears as she sat on the couch beside her brother.

"Calm down and talk to me Nabiila, tell me everything but first calm down" he said handing her a glass of water as she drank. They kept quiet until Haneesa made sure that kids were out if the house before Nabiila started talking.

"Ummah has ruined my life.."