An update for you my love..

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Henjoy😂

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Nabiila closed the little bottle of milk and shake it before making sure it isn't too hot to hurt Aslaha's tongue. When she is sure it is okay, she carefully carried the little girl who was dressed in a pink overall with a bib around her neck that says, 'I heart daddy' and balanced her on her hand before feeding her the bottle of milk and she watched attentively as she suck and nibble on it. She was really enjoying the tasteless, disgusting milk.. She thought.

"I don't understand why I always get Aslam.." Haneesa groaned trying to pacify the crying baby as she made his own bottle of milk. "I mean he is hard to handle, he is always so impatient"

She laughed, "he is your son Adda Hanee and well he prefers it when he is close to you unlike Aslaha who doesn't really care" she replied and Haneesa pout feeding the baby his milk and immediately his mouth came in contact with the feeding bottle he kept shut.

"Ughh Aslam" she groaned louder making him to stare at her completely worried about his mother's mental health.

"Stop looking at me like that, you naughty adorable baby" she played placing a kiss on his forehead and Nabiila awed.

"Zubaina called earlier when you were in the bathroom" she started a conversation when silence fell between them.

"She has been calling me since she left, she said she is missing the twins so bad and she wishes Abba will allow her to stay instead of you" she laughed.

"Admission is out, she's gotta study. Did you hear she is going to ABU Zaria?"

"Swear? This is her first time leaving home!"

"I know right, I just hope she calms down a little bit. She is too.. What's the word.. Childish, playful, immature"

This time Aslaha interrupted them by crying and they turned their attention to her. She was crying because the milk has finished which made Haneesa to bulge her eyes in shock.

"How did she..?"

"I have no idea" Nabiila complete dropping the bottle and reaching for her pacifier, she stuff it in her mouth and she nibbled on it thinking it was more milk unknown to her.

"MashaAllah! My brother is going to be spending lots of money on this two.. achichi"

This time Haneesa didn't comment as she placed Aslam's pacifier in his mouth after he let out a burp and slowly place him on his rocker, his eyes were already closing slowly.

"Adda Haneesa, are you okay?" Nabiila asked noticing her change of mood when she mentioned Ahmaad's name.

"I'm fine" she replied and Nabiila hmmed. She won't lie if she said she didn't notice how the couple were drifting away from each other despite living under the same roof. They rarely even talk! Everyday is the same, Ahmaad would come home from work after Maghreb, they would all eat dinner together with her brother trying to engage his wife in a conversation but she always gave him straight answers. Like when he will tell her how Abba decided to hand over his company here in Abuja to his name and she would reply with 'okay' or when he told her how stressful work is seeing he had lots of things to change and reshape and she would say 'hmm haba?!' Sometimes he will proceed to tell her about how Salman is handling the company in Gombe better than he is and she would say; 'Inbihaj is lucky, isn't she?' It was always like this for the past two weeks and Nabiila noticed. She even knows how Haneesa wouldn't sleep in the same room as her husband rather she slept in her room with the babies. She didn't say anything to them thinking maybe they had a small misunderstanding but seeing how Haneesa's mood changes when you call Ahmaad's name she knows for sure this isn't a small misunderstanding, it's a big one. The one that might lead to the end of their 'marriage'.

"It isn't my right to say or pry but can I tell you something if you don't mind?" She asked placing Aslaha in the cot, she was now fast asleep.

"I have been waiting for this day since we moved back here, I was always wondering when you will talk to me about this or if it's the fact you didn't notice" Haneesa replied as a lone tear escaped her eye. She quickly wiped it away.

"I always notice but I felt like it wasn't my place to interfere. I'm your sister in law, it might be weird"

"You are not just my sister in law Biila, you are my sister. Come on I need someone to talk to wallahi, I can't talk to Adda Hayrah about this, I have bothered her enough. And Amtullah.. She has a lot on her plate trying to patch things with her mother in law and Inbihaj.. Well she is so far" she rambled as they step out of the room and to the living room. They were now sitting on the couch and her eyes lingered on the tv for a while. It was on a sports channel but it was on mute. She sighed waiting for Nabiila to talk.

"I know your marriage hasn't been all fairytale with Ummah as a mother in law. Honestly I don't know why she does this, I mean she wasn't like this before. She is not like this Adda Haneesa, I promise.

Ya Haidar is trying, I promise he is, he needs you. He has been through a lot wallahi. You don't know how broken he was when Na'imah died.." She said as tears stream down her face.

"Na'imah? Who is she?" Haneesa asked confused and she gasped

"You don't know about Na'imah? SubhanaAllah! Then it's not my place to tell"

Haneesa could feel her heart beating in her chest. So many questions.. so many troubles. "Nabiila please tell me"

"Adda DanAllah don't put me in this situation, ask ya Haidar when he comes home, it will be better if he tells you. All I can say for now is that he needs you please. Please consider him! I know what it feels like to be shunt out by someone you love.. It's the worst feeling on earth" she said staring into space, Haneesa couldn't decipher the two meaning from her sentence.

"Biila are you okay?" Now it was her turn to ask but when Nabiila broke down in her hands crying, she knew her sister in law was in distress.

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Ahmaad stare at his wife and sister in confusion, he was so sure when he left for work everything was fine but now Nabiila laid the table like a zombie as she drifted into thoughts every now and then, her eyes were red and swollen and when he asked her if she has been crying, Haneesa replied saying she was having a headache. He knew it was a lie but he didn't linger on the conversation much instead he wished her a quick recovery and insisted she take some painkillers.

"Goodnight" Nabiila bid bringing him out of his thoughts and his eyes shifted to her untouched plate of rice and sweet corn sauce.

"But you haven't eaten anything"

"Yaya I'm not hungry, I just want to sleep" she replied and lock eyes with Haneesa who gave him the 'let her be' eye.

"Goodnight baby, I'll check up on you later" Haneesa said and she nod her head walking away.

"What's up with her?" Ahmaad asked when she closed the door of the guest room, her temporary room.

"She will be fine" she replied tidying the table and he nod his head helping her with the utensils. They washed the plates together in silence and when he heard the call to prayer he quickly ran off to the mosque to pray Isha prayers.

The lights of the living room was switched off when he came back from the mosque so he came to conclusion Haneesa has already retired for the night. He didn't even get to meet his babies seeing they were sleeping when he came back from work. He sighed and walked to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before walking to his room only to stop in tracks.

"You left me alone with the babies" she pout and a smile crept on his lips. He wasn't expecting to see her in his room wearing a skimpy night gown as she tried to dress Aslam and Aslaha in their night wares but she failed miserably seeing how they kept turning away from her. He closed the door behind him and walked closer to her.

"I'm sorry habibty, I'm here now" he placed a kiss on her forehead before sitting on the bed. He was surprised at her change of heart but is glad she was giving them another chance.

"hey princess.." He kissed Aslaha and she stare at him wondering who he was. "Why are you giving Maama a hard time huhn?"

"Aslaha sweetie tell daddy how you wore a bib today that said, 'i heart daddy' but he wasn't there to acknowledge it" Haneesa said dressing Aslam up.

"She did?" He gasped making the little baby to smile. "I'm sorry love"

The dressed them up in silence with Ahmaad making funny looks and them laughing or smiling, it was a priceless look. And when they both fed them their bottled milk, the rocked them until they fell asleep. It was already quarter to twelve before the finally slid under the duvet.

"Oh I'm so exhausted. You do this everyday!?" Ahmaad gasped and she shot him a deadly glare.

"How will you know when your not around?" She shot back and sighed trying to to wake the twins up. She turned her back at him and after a while he felt her shift uncomfortably on the bed.

"Ahmaad.." She whispered

"Hmm" he answered, he was so sleepy and thinking about work tomorrow just made him want to cry.

"Tell me about Na'imah" her question took him off guard, he quickly sat up and she did the same.

"Who.."

"Nabiila won't tell me everything, she said it wasn't her place to tell. Please don't hide anything from me anymore" her voice betrayed her by breaking and it was then he noticed she was crying. He slowly led her to the living room because he didn't want them to wake the babies up.

And then he told her everything. that night they cried themselves to sleep and Haneesa could feel her love for Ahmaad increasing so much she feared her heart will be broken if he was to do anything bizarre.

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The heart wants what it wants😩

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