The whole house sounded peaceful with the only sounds of the television playing being heard from the doorstep. Amar knocked lightly on the door and it was instantaneously opened by Ameerah who looked shocked to see Habiba standing beside him.

"Welcome back Habiba" She said and Habiba smiled weakly.

"Mummy!" Amal yelled from inside the livingroom and gave Habiba a bone crushing hug. "My love, how are you?" Habiba asked Amal.

"I'm good mumy, Welcome I missed you. Why are you bruised all over your body?" Amal asked while touching Habiba's injured arms.

"I played with a sharp objects" Habiba said and Amar Chuckled.

"Amal let mummy in, she's tired" Amar said and Amal nodded and made way for Habiba to pass. She walked into the house and it looked  extremely disorganized, Ameerah was a dirty woman after all.

She ignored all the dirt's that laid around and walked upstairs along with Amar who held her hand lovingly. He was happy he had gotten her back into his life and there was nothing than that to him.

Ameerah on the other hand watched her with great envy, she wasn't happy that Habiba had returned alive. Her brother is a fool, she thought.

She made her way towards Amal and the both continued watching the amazing movie that was shown on Netflix.

* * * *

"Remember, no getting up. You need to rest" Amar pecked Habiba on the cheeks and she Chuckled.

"Alright sir" she mocked and he laughed. "And I have great news for you as well" he said while massaging her legs Calmly.

"Sadiq has been caught and Arrested" he said Habiba smiled weakly.

"Well he deserved it" she said and Amar nodded.

"What about Ameerah, how do we break this news to her?" Habiba asked.

"She doesn't need to know, infact I don't trust her"Amar said.

"She's your wife" Habiba said.

"Yes I know and that gives me more reasons to doubt her. I know Ameerah very well" he said.

"Hmm" she hummed and he chuckled.

"You see, Ameerah and I both met in secondary school. I was in Senior secondary school three, while she was in Junior secondary school four" he began narrating the story of how they met. "I liked and asked her out and she accepted and we began dating for seven years. And then we decided to get married but my mum and sisters did not like her at all. You know why?" He asked.

"No" she responded.

"Because Ameerah had a criminal record, and my mum got to find out despite my efforts to hide it from her. And do you know her crime?" He asked and she said a no once again.

"She stabbed a man on the stomach just Because he beat her brother. But luckily for her, the man did not die and released all his charges against her because he was paid by her family to" he said "So my mum Hated and feared her but what could she do, she wanted me to be happy" he said.

"So what are you trying to say?" Habiba questioned.

"I'm trying to say that she might have a hand in your kidnapping and I am certain about that" he said.

"But we can't say for sure" she said and he nodded. Just as he was about to say another thing, a call came from his phone which he Immediately responded to.

"Mr Amar sheik we are downstairs, please we need your presence" The senior police said and Amar rapidly cut the call and stood up.

"The police are downstairs" he said.

"But why?" Habiba questioned while standing on her feet.

"I don't know. Lay down Habiba, you're still recovering" Amar said.

"No, I'm fine. Let's go together" she said and he calmly nodded while holding unto his hand.

They both walked down the hallway that leads to the stairs which they made their way down. "Good afternoon inspector, how may I help you?" He asked as soon as he saw the inspector.

"Mr Amar we have an arrest warrant here for your wife" The inspector said and his eyes immediately drifted to Ameerah who looked extremely uncomfortable.

"My wife, which of them?" He asked.

"Mrs Ameerah Sheikh, she is charged for taking part in the kidnapping. Her brother confessed to it today" the inspector said.

"He is lying" Ameerah said.

"Keep shut Mrs Ameerah Sheikh, what ever you say here will be used against you in the Court of law. So I advice you to keep shut" the police said. He signaled for a female police to handcuff her.

"Amar are you going to let them take me away?" Ameerah said.

"Yes and infact from today hence forth you are no longer my wife. I divorce you, I divorce you, I divorce you" Amar said which made Habiba place her hand over her mouth.

"Amar you can't do this to me" she began to cry.

"I just did, don't worry I'll send the divorce papers to your jail cell. Officer take this filthy woman out of my house I beg of you" Amar said and the police officer obeyed by pushing Ameerah out of the house.

"Finally" Amar let out a huge sigh of relief on seeing Ameerah leave. He felt extremely happy, she was gone. At Least now his family would come out perfect.

* * * *

Two months later

It was in the midnight, 1AM to be exact. And Habiba was seated on the couch in the living room and eating fried rice and chicken which Amar had made her.

"Do you like it?" He asked and she nodded with a smile.

"It's delicious" she gave him a thumbs up which made a smile appear on her face.

"Thanks" he laid his head on the couch. He was extremely sleepy. "But Habiba please next time ask for something more easier to prepare" he said and she began laughing.

"It's not I who is demanding it, it's your baby" she said and Amar faced his head towards her tommy and said "My little champ, please pity your poor daddy. I am tired" he said and Habiba began laughing out loud.

"Mummy, Daddy" Amal who was standing on the stairs said. She looked extremely sleepy.

"Amal my love. Come" Amar said and she slowly walked down the stairs and made her way towards them.

"Water" she said and Amar immediately passed her the water which she gulped and turned to face Habiba.

"Mummy, what are you eating?" She questioned habiba while seating close to her on the couch.

"It's fried rice my love" Habiba said and she smiled.

"Can I have some?" Amal asked.

"Of course my baby" Habiba immediately gave her a spoon full.

"It tastes Amazing mumy" she exclaimed which made Habiba smile.

"Daddy made it" She said.

"Daddy?" Amal Chuckled which made Amar tickle her a little.

"So you are trying to say I do not know how to cook huh?" He tickled her and she began to laugh.

"Amar stop. she just ate" Habiba said and he paused.

"Daddy the food is tasty" Amal gave him a thumbs up.

"Don't worry I'll teach you how to cook it tomorrow insha Allah (Good willing)" Amar said and Amal smiled happily.

"Do you guys know something?" He asked and they both nodded in the negative.

"I love you both so much" he said with a chuckle.

"And we both love you" they both gave him peck on the cheeks. Indeed this was his dream family.