A Muslims Love Story

Chapter 25

Ameena POV:

Anisa Ma was at the hospital. She also cooked and cleaned everything before she went. Muhammed was at work. Aysha was with Khalid at Sara's class assembly. I really didn't know what to do.

"What shall we do huh?" I asked my unborn baby. I heard somewhere that during the 26th week of pregnancy the baby can understand everything you say. I was way passed the 26th week of pregnancy alhamdulliah.

Just then Muhammed rang me.

"Asslamualaykum." We both said in unison.

"What are you doing?" He asked me.

"I don't know Mum's cooked at cleaned the kitchen. I did the laundry and ironed them." I spoke to him.

"So you're in the house by yourself?" He said with concern in his tone. He  talking to someone else.

"Rayhan's here and he told me to drop you off to his house until Mum gets back." He continued.

"Muhammed honestly I'm fine." I replied.

"Ameena! You can't stay in the house by yourself you're 5 months pregnant." He spoke back to me.

"Get yourself ready and pray your Zuhr, I'm coming to pick you up." He said to her.

"Okay. I love you. Assalamualykum." I smiled at him. As soon as I hung up I was deep in thought.

The truth is even though his Dad is my Dad now. I will truly never understand the pain he is going through. The only thing I can do it make dua (prayer) for him.

I then pulled out of my thoughts and did wudu (ablution) and prayed my Zuhr.

I then raised my hand and prayed for Dad. That Allah gives him a cure and grants him paradise. I then prayed for the ummah and those around me.

"Assalamualykum. Ameena." Muhammed said opening the door. I finished off my prayers and packed up the prayer mat. He kissed my forehead and took my hand and then showed me a smile. I smiled back at him. We spoke no words until Muhammed eyes reached the clock.

"Quickly I need to drop you off to Mum's. They're expecting you." He said.

"I'll pick you up and we'll go see Dad. He was really happy in the morning. I missed seeing that smile." He said as soon as we were in the car. I smiled at him.

"I missed seeing yours." I mummered whilst he was talking about Dad.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"Nothing it doesn't really matter." I spoke. He continued driving and talking about Dad.

Muhammed then parked the car on the side, we got out and knocked on the door. Dad answered it with Yusuf crawling on the floor.

"Assalmualaykum." We all greeted each other

I bent down to pick him up which resulted in Muhammed telling me to be careful. Yusuf looked at me and began to cry. He didn't recognise me.

He held out both his hand for Dad. "Yusuf what's wrong? That's Ameena Auntie. It's okay." Dad said. As he said Yusuf's name Muhammed face dropped. I took his hand and held it.

He kept and looking at Yusuf then spoke. "I better get going. I've only just come to drop Ameena off." He said not taking his eye off Yusuf.

"Dad is it okay if I just..." I asked him wanting to go see if Muhammed was okay. My Dad nodded.

"Muhammed." I ran and said his name. He turned around and had tears in his eye. I took out a tissue and wiped them.

He took a deep breath in and said "Ameena I'm okay. I'll see you later okay." He put his hand on my cheek then kissed my cheek.