That same day, after Nurin finished her assignment, she left the building and drove to Dev's bouquet shop.
Later, she arrived and continued talking with Dev and Hiba about various things. Then Dev brought up the topic of her past as a model again.
"What if he finds out?" Dev asked while holding his wife Hiba's hand.
"With God's will, he won't," Nurin replied. She chuckled at the thought. "Besides, who would ever believe that I used to be a model?" Hiba smiled and looked at her.
"Even if he does find out, he might just marry you. Simple. That'll be the end of the matter." Nurin immediately made a face.
"I don't want that. He's a playboy." She stood up. "Okay, I'm going home." Suddenly, Hiba grabbed her stomach and cried out in pain.
"Honey, are you okay?" Dev asked, immediately holding her.
"What's wrong?" Nurin asked, alarmed.
"She's going into labor!" Dev shouted.
"Seriously? What should we do now?" Nurin said, looking around in panic.
"You have to help me," Dev said.
"I don't know what to do!" Nurin replied, equally panicked. Both of them looked overwhelmed, but they quickly tried to calm down.
"Move slowly. Let's get to the hospital," Dev said.
Nurin and Dev each held one side of Hiba and carefully helped her walk toward the car.
Later, Nurin was on the phone with her mother.
Nurin: "Really, Mother, I'm fine. I'll go home once everything is settled. I'll go home straight after this."
Mom: "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you tell me Hiba was in labor?"
Nurin: "I panicked. I didn't know what to do."
Mom: "Has she given birth yet?"
Nurin: "Not yet. It has been three hours."
Mom: "It reminds me of the time when I was giving birth to you. I was in the labor room for almost five hours."
Nurin: "What? Why did it take five hours?"
Mom: "You were stubborn and didn't want to come out. You wanted to stay in my tummy."
Nurin smiled slightly.
Nurin: "Okay, Mother. Let's talk later."
Mom: "Where's your car?"
Nurin: "It's at the boutique. When everything is settled, I'll go and get it."
Mom: "Take care."
Nurin: "Inshallah, Mother. Assalamualaikum."
Mom: "Waalaikumsalam."
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Ahad entered his room and quietly closed the door behind him.
He performed wudu before taking out his prayer mat and placing it on the floor. Slowly, he began to pray, allowing the silence to surround him.
After finishing his prayer, he raised his hands and made dua.
"Ya Allah... praying to You soothes my soul. You are the Self-Sufficient, the Most Benevolent."
His voice was soft.
"Grant me perseverance, patience, and lasting calmness... so I can continue carrying this life with strength." He closed his eyes.
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