Gombe, Dukku town.

Yep we are back!!! And drama awaits us ooh ahh them Ummah and Munayarh are wait for us😴 hmm...

Oya... Lets go!!!!

Haneesa's POV

My palms are sweaty, my heart is beating faster than usual. We stayed for a week in Gombe, why? I fell sick. I spent the days puking my guts out, having migraine, feeling dizzy and sleeping all day. Ahmaad insisted we went to the hospital but I said no, after lots of pestering.. He carried me and dropped me in the car before driving us to the pharmacy. I was given drugs, the pharmacist suspects I have food poisoning.. Yes, my husband's food was that bad. The poor guy blamed himself, showered me with love and asked for forgiveness but come on I can't be angry with him for such a thing.. It was a mistake and he was trying to make me feel more special. He even promised to join cooking classes if time permits him. Ha!

"Hey are you okay? Your shaking fah!" Ahmaad said bring me out of my thoughts. I nod my head looking at the familiar surrounding. We have arrived. Ya Allahu, ya Ghaffar. Why I'm I feeling nervous and uneasy?

"I'm fine" I lied. He smiled at me as if saying it will be fine but I doubt that. We got off and the maids greet us welcoming us home, seems like a feast is going on here.

"They are here!!!!! Adda Haneesaaaaaa" Zubaina yelled running and enveloping me in a bone crashing hug.

"Zuby I missed youuuu" I hugged back while Ahmaad scold his sister telling her not to kill his wife.

Deja vu.

"Ya hakuri?" She sympathize with me breaking the hug.

"Hakuri yazama dole ai!" I smiled pitifully.

"May his soul rest in peace"

"Ameen. Thank you babe"

"Burdah" ya salaam. The only person who calls me that is Hajiya, I turn around to meet her dressed in a free sewn bubu. I literally ran and hugged her. Tears drop from my eyes, I missed her so much wallahi. I yearned for a mother's warm embrace for the past few months cause my mother didn't really spare me a look talk less of a hug.

"Hajiya"

"Keh karki karya mana tshohuwan mu. (you don't break our old life woman)" I heard another voice, Inbihaj! I chuckled breaking the hug as I go on my knees to greet her.

"Lafia my dear, please get up from the floor what is this new formality." She scold and I laugh standing up. "How are you?"

"I am fine Hajiya and you?"

"Alhamdulilah, my dear just know inna yaumin za'ikatul maaut. Indeed every soul shall taste death. May his soul rest in perfect peace, may Allah lighten his grave"

"Amiin" we all chorused.

"Hajiya it is my turn, I have been patience enough. Let me see my darling Haneesa" Inbihaj pout and Hajiya gasp playfully.

"Aunty Inbihaj" I teased hugging her.. We couldn't hug properly cause her big stomach is stopping us from doing so. She must be due yanzu kam.

"Aunty Haneesa" she teased back. "I missed my best girlllll"

"I missed you too, how is my baby"

"Your baby is ready to come out"

"I can't wait" I grinned and Rakiya enters the living room, she took me by surprise by hugging me and sympathizing with me. Maybe cause I lost my dad that is why she is nice all of a sudden? Oho but I'm glad she is maybe starting to like me.

"Hajiya what is going on here? Is there a party here or what?" Out of curiosity I asked, no seriously maids were walking up and down with many platters of food.. Asking Hajiya were to keep this... Dusting and wiping stuffs.

"Go and meet your mother in law! now everyone go and dress up. Guests will arrive soon" she said avoiding my question and they all mumbled incorrectly words under their breath, Inbihaj gave me a tight hug and smiled at me, pitifully.

What is up again?

I walk slowly to Ummah's room, Ahmaad is sitting on the couch tears falling from his eyes. Anti amarya aka Munayarh is laying on the bed hand on her lower abdomen, she is smiling triumphantly as she smirk at me. Msssstw. I don't have her time so I ignored her going on my knees to greet Ummah as usual she acted as if I was invisible.

"Will you tell your wife or should I tell her?" She snapped at her son "Haidar!! I am talking to you"

"I will tell her" he said wiping his tears and standing up.

"Good" Ummah smirked. He gave Munayarh one last dirty look before taking my hands and we walked to my room.

"Will you tell me what's up already?" I snapped, we've been in the room for ten minutes now and all he did is pace up and down. I felt a headache crept It's way on my forehead.. I need to sleep, like now.

"Don't freak out okay..."

Yeah right.

Mssstw.

"I can't promise that" I said in between gritted teeth.

"I messed up" he sigh "again"

My legs began to tremble, what ever it is this time I have a feeling it's bad. Heck its worst seeing he even cried and he is still crying. He walk to me and bend down before me cupping my hands in his.

"Tell me" I whispered, a part of me wants to hear but another part doesn't. I can't keep hurting myself fiisabillilah so I made up my mind whatever Ahmaad did if he deserves punishment he will receive his punishment, I don't care if I love him or not, I can't forgive him always. Heck he can't expect me to forgive him always.. I am not a coward, I am not heartless.

"When you left- I mean whe-when you travelled.." He stammered. God his hand is shaking in mine. I took a deep breath and urge for him to go on, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth to speak.

"Munayarh and I became intimate, I swear I didn't mean for it to happen. I was frustrated Ummah won't let me meet you so I found myself walking to her room and- and there she was only in her towel...and, I swear it happened in a blur. I was missing you. You were the only thing on my mine baby, I promise you Anee. I-i-i'm sorry" he cried opening his eyes to see my reaction.

My heart felt numb, why am I not crying? Is my heart used to betrayal and pain? Is my heart tired already?

"Now Munayarh is pregnant. It only happen once and she bloody got pregnant now Ummah is throwing a party today to announce the arrival of her 'grandchild'"

That's why I felt the salty taste on my tongue. How can I not cry when he broke the promise he made to me? When I was mourning for my father's death back there and he was busy making love to his wife.
Someone he claims he doesn't love.

"Get out!" I yelled

"Anee listen to me please"

"No why should I listen to you? Why Ahmaad why?!" I stood up and he did the same.
"I am tired of getting my heart broken? I am tired of keeping my hopes high just to see it fall on the ground. I am tired of you not keeping your promises! I know Munayarh is your wife but why did you have to promise me you won't get intimate with her?! Why did you lie?"

"Anee-"

"Stop calling me that! You disgust me!!! God. I hate you. Leave! Now. Leave. Me. The. Hell. Alone" I have never been this angry, he probably got scared seeing me like this so he quietly left the room and that's when I broke once again. Whenever he makes a mistake I forgive him thinking everyone makes mistakes, since err is to human so I forgive him but I think he tokes my kindness for a joke. he keeps hurting me in the name of mistake thinking I will forgive him and everything will be back to normal but not anymore.

"Burdah"

"Hajiya not now please" I hiccupped burying my face between my knees.

"Now is not the time to cry.. Hold your head up high and walk majestically. Everyone will be here soon so dress to kill. Maa'asalaam"

If only it's easier done than said.

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My head hurts. My eyes are probably swollen. My mouth hurt from fake smiling.
I am pretending to me happy.. For my co wife cause she is pregnant and I'm not. I can't help but admit I am jealous.. Hell I am very jealous. Very soon Munayarh will hold her baby in her hand and everyone will be so wrapped up around the baby, even Ahmaad. OhGod!

People were gossiping about me.. Why won't they? I am his first wife, I ought to be pregnant first. Astagfirullah. I am losing it wallahi, questioning Allah's will?

I left halfway through the party.. I couldn't do it anymore. I can't. Locking myself in the room and I walk to the bathroom and throw my guts out, I can't keep starving and punishing myself. I haven't eaten since we left Gombe and here I am vomiting.

Freshening up, I walk back to the room and help myself the tuwo and miyan kuka the maids dropped by before. I finished it up with a cup of orange juice and took my medicines.

"Haneesa" a soft voice comes followed by a knock. I open the door and Inbihaj hug me, I let the waterworks begin. I won't hold it back in

"Baby it's fine"

"Nothing is fine Inbiii"

"But it will be InShaa Allah"

"Ya Allah, your body is hot. Are you okay?" She gasped as we slumped on my bed.

"I'm fine, food poisoning but I just took my medicine"

"OmyGod, you need to sleep love." she said tucking me on the bed and putting the blanket over my body

"I doubt I will be able to"

"Forget about everything, just sleep. Okay"

"Promise you won't leave my side"

"I promise!" And with that I slept off thinking of what awaits me in the future. No going back.. No going home.. This is where I belong. Ya Ilahi! Make my affairs easy for me.

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