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"Maaami" Haneesa whined on the verge of tears but the woman ignored her.

"Ya Mukky talk to Maami mana. She can't send me away! I am her daughter and this is my father's house" she complained to Mukhtar who was engrossed by the twins, they were in their overalls laid on the bed as they look around confused by the environment.

"Maami listen to her please" he said not paying attention to what they were arguing over, he was busy taking a video of the babies while posting them on his Snapchat, he has grown tired of Maami's and Haneesa's Argument. They argue about the  little of things. Some days Haneesa would want to sleep after Fajr but her babies would be wide awake crying and asking for food, while she would also cry, stomp her feet and groan saying she wanted to sleep, Maami would scold her to feed the twins or some days she would stay up all night lecturing her on not leaving her babies with hunger. "Allah zai tambaye ki Haneesa. (God will ask you) is it because they can not talk and say they are hungry? They are your amana from Allah, please behave like the mother you are and feed them" she would always lecture which will leave Haneesa in tears and she would spend the night asking for Allah's forgiveness, rambling insults of Ahmaad (who got her pregnant and is nowhere to be found) and finally she would close her eyes when the twins will finally let her.

"Haba Ya Mukky talk to her! Stop being nonchalant"

"Okay fine" he sighed dropping his phone, "what is the fuss about this time around?"

"This girl here.."

"Maami I am the one talking" Haneesa cut her off and she sent her a glare.

"Elders first baby sis, sshhh" Mukky said giving her the 'please keep shut before she starts another endless drama' look which she understood so she kept shut and sat on the couch bag.

"Now Maami go on, I'm all ears.."

"This girl here has been avoiding her Husband pleas to go home for two weeks now! What is the meaning of her shenanigans? Is she now officially back to her father's house?" Maami rant as she stopped folding the clothes she was arranging in the box, it was Haneesa's clothes.

"Maami why will you eavesdrop on our conversation DanAllah" she whined

"Kaniyar ki. (Insult) if I didn't hear him pleading you and you telling him nonsense I wouldn't have known what was going on"

"But Maami I don't want to go back"

Maami sighed, seeing how her daughter was adamant on not going back to her matrimonial home made her worried. "Did he divorce you?" She asked softly and Haneesa's eyes bulge out in fear.

"What!? No! No!" She panicked.

"Then what is it Haneesa? You are being hard to reason" she kept mum and Maami turn to Mukhtar, "you see! see what I am saying. Mukhtar talk to your sister! It's finally you are going back to your house tomorrow unless you are ready to speak up"

"Okay Maami" she answered before moving to the bed and carrying the babies, she was gradually getting the hang of carrying both of them together. "Goodnight" she bid them before walking to her room and placing Aslam and Aslaha on the bed. She closed the door, fed them and rocked them till they fell asleep then finally she took a bath, changed into her pajamas and lay on the bed beside her babies. Aslaha was beside her cause she is the one who usually wakes up first in the middle of the night looking for food. She placed a firm kiss on them each before wrapping her hands across them.

"Goodnight habibties" she whispered.

That night instead of sleeping, she kept thinking of her future with Ahmaad and that of her babies.

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He breath in and out trying to calm himself, looking up at the blue sky.. The feeling that it was going to rain evaporated through his body. It had been extremely sunny and hot all day that he almost ran mad, but seeing as the weather was all cozy and the sky is now a shade of black, dark blue color, he prayed the rain will fall. Sometimes it will be as if it would rain, the wind will sway the tree so hard as if it would start carrying people and transferring them from one place to another but after a while it will all subside. He prayed it's not one of those days, he prayed it would rain today.

"Are you even listening to me Ahmadu?" she brought him out of his thoughts.

"Yes, Ummah. I am" he answered calmly

"Good, I hope you heard what I said?"

"Yes Ummah, I did"

"Alhamdulilah. I hope you will do as I say?"

This time he clench and unclench his fist before replying her, "InshaAllah yes"

"Allah barkidin boddo am (May God bless you my child)"

"Amiin, Amiin. Sai jango. (See you tomorrow) I'll be ending the call" he inform and without waiting for her reply he ended the call and pocketed his phone. He entered his car and drive home with Sheikh Kabiru Gombe's voice blaring in the car as he listened to one of his khuudubah about marriage.

He couldn't help but feel disheartened, marriage.. One of the things he failed to secure. He failed as a man, husband and father to kids. He failed them all by not keeping them together.

Honking, the gateman, Baaba walked out and opened the sliding gate. Ahmaad absentmindedly park the car and step out, he stopped by to exchange pleasantries with Baaba. He asked him about his health since he has been suffering from fever the past couple of days.

"Baaba you should take some leave.." He suggest feeling bad the man who is ought to give birth to him is working under him.

"InshaAllah I will, I am just awaiting the arrival of my son in two days. He will take over in the while been" he replied

"Okay, MashaAllaah! Allah ya kara lafia"

"Ameen, nagode (thank you)" he smiled genuinely. It still surprise him how people can be so nice and well mannered in this modern generation.

       He walked to the front door and unlocked the house, he stepped inside with a Salaam and then he oh-ed forgetting he was the only one living in the house.

"Wa'alaikum Salaam.." A voice replied as he sat on the couch exhausted. He was frightened at the figure of Haneesa as she enters the parlor holding a tray of chilled tiger nut drink.

"Welcome back"

He briefly closed his eyes, muttered a SubhanaAllah and opened them just to see Haneesa standing by the door were she stood earlier..

"I miss her so much that I'm hallucinating. Ya Allah.." He sighed closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead as a headache creep on it.

"If you keep being a weirdo, I will take my leave wallahi" he heard her voice again and this time he smiled broadly.

Shocked, he sat up, "Alhamdulilah! Allah has accepted my dua's. Thank you Ya Rabb" he stood up and moved closer to her. She ignored him and dropped the tray of the drink on the center table.

"Nabiila is inside, she will be staying over for a while to help me with the twins" she inform as she hand him the glass of drink.

He smiled, "thank you" and she yet again ignored him and left him in the living room.

He sat down and finished his cup of drink feeling the headache slip away slowly. It was going to be a tough ride, that he knows, especially with Ummah breathing down his neck but InshaAllah he will go through it. And make things to be just like old times.

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She was dressed in a black straight skirt and blue off shoulder top, she just exited the bathroom after a long, refreshing shower. her hair is still wet so she decided to just tie it with a blue ruffle and making a mental note to take care of the hair later, right now she doesn't have time.

As she ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, she groaned and stomped her feet of the ground blaming herself for over sleeping and yet again having no idea what to cook.

Mubarak would be home soon and she knows how he loves coming home to meet food.

She sighed as she checking through her kitchen cabinets trying to get inspired. She blamed herself for staying up all night and day re watching the entire Quantico seasons but then again she loved another marathon of Priyanka Chopra. She was in the episode when Alex returned after three years just to find out her ex fiancé, Rayan was now married to her then best friend Shelby when she dozed off on the couch and only woke up to see it was past Asr prayers. She quickly sprang up, prayed, took and shower and then here she was.

Finally settling her eyes on couscous, she jumped happily. It is the easiest to cook right now and she knew Mubarak's love for couscous with kidney sauce. It was his all time favourite! When there is no rice.

She set to work quickly, making the food nice and appetizing, she decided to make some fruits kebabs. She was sprinkling some icing sugar on the fruits kebab when the door bell rang, she smiled before quickly keeping the plate of fruits kebabs in the fridge and sauntering to the door.

"Assalam Alaikum Habibty" he kissed her forehead embracing her in a hug.

"Wa'alaikum Salaam my love, welcome home" she giggled as he nuzzles into her neck cozily.

"Why do i feel like you just had your bath?" he questioned letting go of her as he walked inside the living room. "And that you had a marathon of Priyanka Chopra! Again." He add seeing the condition the parlor was. A bowl of salted popcorn was on the floor, with a cozy blanket on the couch, two cans of coca cola was sprawled on the floor, a box of tissue and the fact that the TV was on pause right on Alex's face.

"Urrmmm I did not" she lied

"I believe you" he laughed before excusing his self to take a shower. she quickly cleared her mess up, laid the table before running upstairs to pray Maghreb prayers. By the time she was done, Mubarak was sitting on her bed dressed in a black tees and sweat pants. He flashed her a contagious smile which made her smile back.

"Amiin" he prayed as she rub her hand over her body and walked to where he was to rub her palms on his face.

"Aww you prayed for me?" He asked

"I always pray for you" she blushed placing a kiss on his cheek before removing her hijab and folding it together with the praying mat.

The walked downstairs hand in hand as she served them food in the same plate. It was their little tradition. He told her about work and how sunny it was today but when the rain started dropping, he was elated! She laughed as he told her how he almost wanted to park his car on the streets and dance cause it was raining.

"Maa invited us for dinner tomorrow" he said as he grabbed his second skewer of fruits.

"she did?"

"Yes, Adda Safiya talked to her apparently"

"Alhamdulilah, I hope it will turn out well" she prayed and he smiled dropping his half eaten fruits kebab and placing a kiss on her lips.

"InshaAllah it will"

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