I and Abdulrahman sat on the couch with my baby separating us. We were supposed to be watching film but here I was staring at Abdulrahman. He was an epitome of beauty; my eyes trailed from his lashes to his cheek bone,to lips. His c.h.e.s.t was showing under his white shirt. I didn't know when he used his flicked me on my head. I was thinking of saying yes to him but nervous.

Maybe he would reconsider and rejected me.

Whatever, I'm telling him today.

"Quit staring, you can take a picture" he said smugly. I cleared my throat,"who said I was staring " I said nonchalantly. Abdullahi turned to me and to Abdulrahman.

"Dada momma ,why is Dada not living with us?" I and Abdulrahman glanced at each other before focusing our gaze on him.

"What am I going to do with you boy?, you always have question to ask" I pinched his cheek to diverted him from the subject.

"But momma, you have not answer. ." I shooed him.

"Watch it" I pointed to the television screen.

We turned our gaze to the TV before he stood with narrowed eyes.

I gulped, this boy always behaved like an a.d.u.l.t.

"What now bibi" I g.r.o.a.n.e.d.

"Why is Dada not living with us and why have you guys not kiss?". He said huffing while crossing his arms.

"What?" I shrieked.

"Where did you hear the k-word" I asked while he shrugged his shoulder.

"Well teacher said parent kiss each other to show love and my classmates do asked too". He grunted.

"Momma, I'm waiting..." He said impatiently, tapping his foot on ground. That moment maryam entered. I sighed in relieve because I didn't know what to say.

"Assalamualaykum guys" I turned my eyes away from her.

"Walaikum salam" I mumbled.

She crouched down to abdullahi's and patted his cheeks. "Can you go inside little one,aunty want to talk to Dada and momma" she said softly while my boy nodded and entered his room.

She slumped beside me, and we stared at each other awkwardly. We both cleared our throat.

This was it, let me talk to her.

"I'm sorry" both of us blurted out at the same time.

"Stop copying me!" We yelled at the same time.

"You first" we grumbled at once and pointed at each other.

"This annoying" the same time again. We laughed out.

"Talk" the same thing again.

"You" we both g.r.o.a.n.e.d.

"Will both of you stop that childish game,you are distractting me" Abdulrahman butted in. I'd forgotten him,that he was with us.

I stopped," bunny, I'm sorry " she said remorseful.

"Me too bear" I said softly and we hugged each other.

Maryam yanked the remote from him while he yelled.

"What now evil" he growled..

"Nothing crazy,wanna talk to you" she stuck her tongue out.

"I hope what you want to say have some senses with it because you never say something with sense idiot" he said.

"You fool" she screeched, "you are saying I don't have sense" she exclaimed.

"Whatever you want to think" he said dismissively.

She stood up,head high. She had that her intimidating vibe. I gulped.

"Abdulrahman, I swear to God, I won't think you are my bro" she dragged the bro. "If you hurt her" she pointed to me. "I swear to god,I will burn you alive." She said dangerously.

"Chill sis, I know but she have not agree to my proposal" he said nervously, glancing at me to her.

"You stupid,she loves you. Just waiting for you to re-propose to her" she said smirking at him.

"You crazy fool" I mouthed to her.

A year later

.

It had been 5 years .

It had been 5 years ,he had left me.

He left me alone in this cruel world with a baby, when he vowed that he would always be there.

I didn't think I would be able to forget ,his cold body fell in limp,his soulless eyes staring at me,his dry lips and pale face.

He would always have a space in my heart that no one could replace or steal.... But I'd to move on.

Today was my wedding day. I was getting married to my childhood love--Abdulrahman.

He stood by my side and helped me through all those years that I thought I could never past through.

I didn't want to reminisce those period,I'd moved on ,I chanted to myself. I'd moved on for my son .

I loved Abdulrahman, he proposed to me some years ago but I was still drowning to my misery ,I accepted his proposal last year and today here I stood before the mirror like a new bride.

Please help me through ya Allah "I prayed silently.

"Here comes the beautiful bride" maryam shouted out.

I smiled at her and glanced at my husband-to-be ,he smiled at me showing his white pearls teeth with his prominent dimples. My heart skipped

After the Nikkah ,we drove home. My new house and home. The house was cosy ,it looked normal not like Yusuf gigantic house.

He unlocked the door ,we entered together and said our Teslim .

I walked pass him,he lifted me up,and instinctively I wrapped my legs around him.

He looked at me with love "do you know how many times I've dreamt of this"he whispered huskily, he looked at my lips.

I knew what he wanted, I nodded my head giving him permission. His mouth descended to mine.

"You",he raged out.

"What happened" I asked in fear and confuse ,what had I done wrong?.

"You dare m.o.a.n.e.d out his name while I was kissing you. I know you are a whore. You left me for him because of his money and fame" he yelled while walking towards me,I shook my head vigorously not wanting him to come near me.

He laughed manically"where is he now".... He scowled "oh ,I remembered,he's under the ground 6ft".

"I will make you regret ever leaving me for him. All the pain you caused me ,I'm going to inflict it on you."he spated out with disgust and so much venom.

He slapped me hard ,I felt my consciousness zoning in and out.

Blackness came to greet me ,and I happily embraced it.

"I hope I've not marry wrong " that was the last thought on my mind before everything disappeared.

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