Hey ummu KYDAH aeeshatou_ forgive your sister love😭😭😭😭 Happy late birthday babe😭❤ I can't believe I am wishing you days after your birthday kaiiii💔💔 forgive me dear. Allah's rahama and blessings now and always I hope you enjoyed your day🌚 this chapter is for you (since I promised you a chapter for your birthday) but being the person I am😥 I couldn't make it. Pleaseeeeeeee forgive this girl of yours😭😭 I love you baby miii❤

Haneesa's POV

They say Allah's time is the best.

His timing is perfect in every matter.

And I can't help but agree with that, in less than a weeks time little Inbihaj came inside the world. She filled the palace with happiness and my void heart with light, she made me believe maybe__just maybe there is hope for me.

Ummah continued torturing and rubbing anti amarya's pregnancy on my face but I couldn't care less about her__I've left everything in the hands of Allah cause only he can give me the pregnancy not anyone.

Hajiya was over the moon__so is mommy, she was the happiest. She went overboard with baby clothes and Salman's joy has no bound. Their love for each other bought tears in my eyes, the way they stared at their little baby with nothing but pure happiness makes me envy them__I want mine too.

Astagfirullah.

What is wrong with me. I am happy for them wallahi, I really am..

"Adda Hanee!!" Zubaina yelled snapping her fingers in front of my eyes, I zoned out__again!

"Yes?" I smiled

"Wai what are you thinking about neh? I've been talking to you since?" She said annoyed

"Sorry love, what were you saying?"

"I said my sister is coming home today, Nabila" she jumped in joy while the baby stirred. Inbihaj is finally asleep, the baby spends the night crying and tiring her mother out and will only sleep in the morning. I really pity her__if not for mommy and me, she would have been dead now cause we take turns in the night rocking the baby. It's not easy.

"Shh" I said patting her head and she flutter here eyes close. That was close.

"Let's go outside, we don't want to wake them up" I whispered and she nod her head. I bumped into Ahmaad on my way out, ya Salaam. I've been avoiding him for so long but I don't think I can avoid him forever. I turned around and Zuby was no where to be found__traitor!

"Hey Anee" his husky voice whispered making his hot minty breath fan my face.

"Hey" I simply replied trying to get away from his grip but he pulled me closer to his body.

"I've had enough torture please sweetheart let's talk, I promise I can explain"

Lies!

Lies!!

I take a deep breath and push him away from me, I won't fall into his trap again__not anymore.

"I have something to do"

"Anee please. I'm be leaving for Gombe soon, I can't leave knowing my wife is angry with me, that we are not on talking terms of with my wife. Anee it's breaking me. Please talk to me" A bile rose in my throat so I pushed him away and rushed to the bathroom where I puked my guts out.

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, I ignored him cause me head is throbbing real bad. "Is it the food poisoning?"

"Goddammit please answer me! Are you okay?" He asked again frustrated

"No I'm not" I snapped irritated, why won't he just leave me?! brushing my teeth, I walk out of the bathroom where Ahmaad is sitting of my bed. He engulfed me in a warm hug and I made no attempt to push him away, I am so weak and tired of pushing him out.

"Babe I'm sorry"

"I won't say it's okay cause it is not okay" I sigh.

"I know, forgive your Fulani prince?" He asked an I chuckle. It's still weird how I am now a princess__like daddy called me princess but I was never a real princess until I married Ahmaad.

"I love you but I haven't forgiven you"

"We will work on that. Now let's sleep"

"It's two o'clock in the afternoon, we can't sleep now" I whine as he ignore me jumping on the bed.

"If you like don't sleep, goodnight and switch the lights off" I switch off the lights and join him, I can as well enjoy him when I have him..

***

"Princess Asma'u Ajwa Salman" the duo chorused and Mommy burst into tears of joy. They named little Inbihaj after her and only God knows how happy she is.

"Kai! Hmm! Salman and Inbihaj pack your loads and leave my house since you didn't name Ajwa after me" Hajiya feigned hurt and everyone laughed.

"Haba Hajiya, it's not like that" Salman spoke rubbing his daughter's head while Inbihaj duck her head in embarrassment.

"Ehen! then what is it?"

"It is just..Hajiya just leave it serf. You won't understand. You are old now, just go and sleep, no one will name his daughter after you" Salman joke and she gasp

"That's what you said right? You all will leave my house soon" We laughed again. Tomorrow is the naming ceremony and everyone is busy making preparations.

"Assalam Alaikum" a voice said and we snapped our head to the door to see a petite beautiful girl standing dressed in a baby pink abaya and luggage beside her. Zubaina is the first to yell and jump on her, so I am guessing she is Nabila. Mashaa Allah she is very pretty, is it cause she looks like Ahmaad.

I am not feeling my husband oo just the blatant truth.

Ahmaad is handsome, like very, very hot.

I won't show you his pic serf, you might snatch my hubby. So no thank you.

"Don't mind her, that's how Adda Haneesa is, always zoning out" I heard Zubaina's voice followed by people's laughter and that moment I wished the ground will open up and eat me. Ya Salaam! Can I be more then embarrassing?!

"Hey Adda, Masha Allah you are very beautiful. You look like someone I know" Nabila rambled hugging me, she scented of raspberry and strong oil perfume with her eyes lined with kohl.

"Thank you Nabila, who is she? Maybe I can find my lookalike serf"

"It's a he fah__I think I am hallucinating, don't mind me"

"Nabilaaatu! Is that you?" Ummah's voice blossomed through the living room, Hajiya and mommy already left. Inbihaj and Ajwa with Salman snuck out from the living room, maybe to have family time.

"Ummah!" She squealed running to hug her mother and I take that as my cue to leave, Ummah will take every opportunity to hurt me and I am not ready for her rants.

"why were you wasting your time talking to that parasite? achu fah Nabilatu!" I stopped in tracks as tears form in my eyes. I have become immune to Ummah's insults but the fact that she is making Nabila have a bad impression on me hurts, what if she loses her respect for me?

"Ummah what do you mean?" Nabila asked scrunching her face in confusion, I turned to Ahmaad who is standing beside his mother giving me a helpless look. Just great, he won't even try to defend me, his own wife.

"That Hanee waye? That one that charmed your brother! Beware of her Nabilatuu!"

"Ummah what are you saying? Aunty Haneesa? Allah I am confused Ummah. Zubaina what happened to our mother? She is not the mother that gave birth to me gaskia! I won't stand this Ummah!! and you ya Haidar won't you say anything? See how ummah is talking to your wife dai! Subhannallah"

"Will you shut up Nabilatuu!! I am trying to prevent you from falling into that witch's trap but you are telling me nonsense right? today you will tell me if I gave birth to your or it's the other way around. Keh Haneesa! Come here!!"

I swallowed the lump in my throat, blinking my eyes several times to stop the tears from falling. Nabila is fuming with rage watching in confusion while Ahmaad is just there standing and watching as if it's a new episode of the Garfield show. Mssstw.

"Look at yourself and tell me what you've achieved in life so far?!" I was taken aback by Ummah's question, what is that supposed to me.

"I-i-"

"Don't break by eardrums please with that your stupid voice!!" She cut me off.

"Nothing! Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Your co wife is pregnant and your still here not even attempting to get pregnant. Are you barren? Tell me!! You can't just come and sit in my house, eating and drinking without giving me grand kids let me tell you that. It's either you get pregnant or leave. I won't be feeding you for free!! Stupid girl. hypocrite! You are just after my son's money and nothing else. Shebi he is a fine boy koo! Today you must leave this house or give me a grandchild. All this Abuja witches. Your father died but still your family won't repent right? They won't carry their load baa?! Witch! Parasite!! You must leave my house today!!!" Tears roll down my cheek, it hurts so bad wallahi.

Barren.

Witch.

Daddy!

Aa'uzoo billahi mi'na shaydanin rajiim.

"Ummah DanAllah stop!! Is it her fault she is not pregnant?! Allah ya kyauta!"

"Nabilatu stay out of matters! Let me deal with this girl, you don't know her. Please move my dear, today I will beat her till she confess her evil acts" everything suddenly became blurry__the fact that Ummah slapped me didn't hurt a bit, but that Ahmaad stood there watching everything. He didn't say a word. Not even a word I am telling you, not even when his mother is beating me. Zubaina ran out crying hysterically calling for help.

Ya Allahu! Ya Rahman.

"Bilkisu has gone mad! Inalilahi wa'ina ilaihi rajiun!!! Hamad stop your wife before she kills someone's child!" I heard Hajiya's voice.

"Allah ya kyauta. Adda Haneesa, what kind of life have you been living? Which kind of patience do you have?" Nabila cried hugging me, Ummah has been taken away by Abba and Ahmaad is still standing there, rooted to his spot. He didn't even blink an eye, not even a glance at me. He just turned on his heels and left. He left me there__with bruises and a broken heart.

"And ya Haidar!! Zuby what happened to our family? Ya Salaam. Adda Haneesa how do you endure this? Why won't you leave? What's the point of marriage if your husband won't defend you"

If only it was easier said than done Nabila.

If only she knows I can't go back home even if I want to. I broke into new set of tears.

"Hajiya you won't say anything about this matter?! Hajiya you are still alive haba!! Haba Hajiya talk sense into Ummah"

"Nabila go and rest, we will talk about this later. Zubaina take Burdah to her room" and with that I fell into pit of darkness. And this time Only Allah can bring me back to life cause wallahi I am tired.
I am tired bi'iznillahi.

Dear sun☀
When will you come?
I've had enough of the storms..
I've had enough rains..
Don't you think it's time I see you and know that my blazing heart with finally cool down,
Even if it's a little bit?
I am tired.
I am breaking down.
Come soon sun☀
Please come soon😭💔💔

Baby Haneesa sun will be here soon In Shaa Allah!💔💔😥 keep praying.
And this Ahmaad ehnn.. ka bada ni Allah😭

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