To everyone who is still tagging along💘

R E C A P;

That's what she needed. Silence. Utmost silence.

She lays on the bed her eyes facing the white ceiling of her room, closing her eyes she let her hand roam around her abdomen. Where her baby lives.

She doesn't want her child to grow up in such a life, she wants her child to grow up the way she grew up. In a comfortable and happy family, when he/she will lack nothing, where he/she will have freedom but is that really possible in a family like Ahmaad's?

Will Umma even accept her child?

What of Ahmaad is he in any condition to take care of her baby and herself?

She jerked off from bed beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, even though the AC was on full blasting mode, she is still sweating whilst her heart is beating willy against her chest.

She has to do something and soon.

So she contacted the only person that will help her even though she has lots of apologizing to do she will still do it in other to receive the best and honest advice.

"Best friend I'm sorry" she cried into the phone, her throat was burning but it was worth it. suits one right for not talking for almost four weeks now.

"Silly girl, I knew you will come around"

"Amatullah what should I do? Please help me."

"I'll be over soon" and with that she end the call.

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Is this what she really wants?!

Is she willing to go to that extent for her baby?

Can she give up her love life for her own flesh?! Can she really be that selfish and unfaithful to Ahmad!?

She won't say this is the best advice Amtullah has given her but she wishes nothing but the best for her. Maybe that is what she really needs, a time away from Ahmaad and his family.. A time away from everything.

She still haven't finished grieving over her father's death, she is still trying to accept the fact that her mother in law hates her to that extent she would risk her son's life, she needs time. She is still young for all of this and she will never wish this for anyone.. Especially her own child.

"Maami will go with you then!" Adda conclude packing her sister's clothes and neatly arranging them in her luggage. It took a lot of hard work and talking from Hamid to her before she finally gave her consent to Haneesa's wish.

"No. Adda please, I want to go alone" she plead and her sister stop to give her the eagle eye.

"Your out of your mind to think I would let you travel to the states alone and stay there for as long as you give birth"

"Adda you will join me in some months. Please try to understand things from my own perspective"

"No! You should try to understand things from my own perspective." She said sternly and Haneesa take a deep breath blinking the tears away.

Why is her sister making it more hard on her!?

"Please! I beg you in the name of Allah, let me go. I feel suffocated here! I promise to be safe. I just need time.. Alone" she said her voice coming out hoarsely

"Sweetheart-"

"Please"

"Fine, if that's what you really want then I guess I have to let you do it" She said feeling defeated and a wide grin appeared on Haneesa's face, no matter how bad she wants to be with Ahmaad she doesn't want to have any encounter with his mother which might put her and her baby in danger.

She just have to be selfish for once.

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Mubarak quickly got up when his alarm went off. It was time for prayers and he has never been excited for the day to start as he is today.

Maybe because he has finally recovered fully with his physiotherapy helping a lot, and he is able to join the rest of his Muslim brothers in the mosque.

Or is it the fact that Amtullah has promised to come over as soon as she escorts Haneesa to the airport, he had requested her to come so he will properly have a good long heart to heart talk with her. He is finally ready to talk about all that has happened with her being in another guy's embrace.

Even though she has apologized a thousand times and he has already forgiven her deep down in his heart, he just needs to be clear on whether or not she still have feelings to him cause for sure he is still deeply and madly in love with her.

"Mubarak!!" His mother yelled causing him to jump in fear.

"Subhanallah. Maa what is it!?" He yelled back frightened and she burst out into laughter

What is wrong with this woman?

"Maa are you sure you're okay?" He asked worried as he put his hand on her forehead. "Ya Allah remove this jinn that has entered my mother" he teased and she swat his hand away playfully.

"Silly boy"

"Toh what is wrong with you?" He said confused and she shake her head at him.

"So if I tell you that you have been standing there for the past ten minutes staring at your shoe and smiling like a weirdo you won't believe me?" she said teasingly and his cheeks faintly turn red, he can't believe he was so lost in thoughts.

"Um..yeah..I..I have to go pray now!' He stammer embarrassed practically running out of the house and she yelled for him to be careful.

She haven't seen him this happy ever since his accident, she couldn't help but feel bad for him as something was about to unfold later.

He'll get over it' she convinced herself proceeding to pray Fajr.

But will he really get over the fact that Amtullah is getting married to someone her father has chosen for her in less than a week's time.. and that his mother played a huge role in finding a fiance her her?

Well for sure his heart will get crushed.

Again.

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Hajiya let out a fit of cough and Nabila quickly grab a glass of water for her giving her and rubbing her back with her other hand.

"Subhanallah. Hajiya are you okay?!" Salman asked rushing over to kneel before her and hold her fragile hand in his.

"I'm fine" she replied breathlessly

"You sure don't look fine to me" Zubaina mumbled under her breath worriedly.

"It's just the weather, harmattan, that's all" she tried to convince them.

"Well maybe we should buy cough syrup for you, or you should see a doctor" Nabila said keeping the glass beside her.

"Cough syrup will be fine, thank you" she quickly replied clearly not wanting to go by the latter.

"I'll be right back" she smiled standing up and getting her purse and phone before exiting the hotel.

"Who is staying with Haidar?" Hajiya asked after once again her cough subsided.

"Ummah is" Zubaina muttered afraid of what is to come next. Ever since they stayed in Kaduna in a hotel, Hajiya had made sure not to make any contact with Ummah. Whenever Ummah was in the hospital she would be in the hotel and when Ummah wasn't she will go meet her grandson.

"Oh okay. Any progress about his health?" This time she referred the question to Salman who has been in touch with the doctor.

"Yes Alhamdulilah! He had about ten stitches, his brain was hopefully not badly injured and his memory..is intact. He just needs to wake up now which is any moment from now Insha Allah"

"Alhamdulilah"

"What about your parents?"

"They'll be traveling in tomorrow with Inbihaj and Abba"

"May their journey be a successful one"

"Ameen" they all chorused before Salman excused himself to go to the hospital leaving Zubaina and Hajiya who were lost in thoughts.

"Zubaina call Burdah please, I'm having this need to talk to her"

"Her phone hasn't been reachable but let me try her sister's line" she said unlocking her phone and calling Adda Hayri. They talk for a while exchanging greetings before she asked for Haneesa.

"I'm afraid she will be gone for a while" she said and Zubaina asked what she meant.

"Sorry I didn't tell you guys earlier but Haneesa has left for the states"

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Assalam Alaikum pretty people.
It's been a while, My sincere apologizes!
I guess it's time to enlighten you guys about what has been up with me;

Yes I dropped some hints about me being sick but apparently I am seriously sick!

I need prayers please. Pray for me.

Insha Allah I will try to update as much as I can :)

Xoxo!