I lived in pain for about 9months without seeing Dad, King Aunty, or anyone .... This woman is so nice. She does everything as I want. I refused to see any of them and she followed my command. I have been living my life as I want. I traveled around the country both me and Fahad's mum. We went to visit her friends in Kano. Kano is fun. I hadn't been there before but this woman showed me almost everywhere. I sure like her. She is so different from her son. She treats me like a daughter. Sometimes she feeds me in the mouth. I love her. Like mad.
I heard of Amor's arrival. He texted me that he will be coming to see me today so I'm so happy.
I made all his favorite dishes with the help of my new friend(Fahad's mum).
I arranged everything on the dining table. With my big belly. All the pregnant women I know become fat especially when they're about to give birth but not me. I'm getting slimer day by day.
The doorbell rang.
"Please. Get the door". I smiled at her.
One of the things I learned from my new friend is respect. Yes.
"Wale". I jumped at him.
" Easy. Easy. Mad girl". He pinched me.
"I miss you". I hugged him.
" Me too". He hugged me tighter.
"I also miss you". Fahad's mum said from behind. We broke the hug and she opened her hands for a hug.
" I thought I'd never see you". He teased.
"Please come to the dining". I said.
" Yes. But before that. I have something to tell you". He smiled. " Come in". He said to the door.
The kilans came in including Fahad and his sis.
I hissed and sat down because I felt something in my belly.
"My dear. They are your family and they love you equally". Amor said.
" You don't know anything. So don't judge".
"I know everything". He sat beside me. " Daddy already explained. You are punishing them".
"I'm a new person and I'm leaving a new life. I don't want to be dependent and I don't think I need anyone in my life".
"You are the only happiness in my life. I felt the same when I lost you. I know what they are going through. Please forgive them". He pleaded.
"I hold no grudges against anyone". I faked a smile. " Look. I'm smiling".
"That is fake darling. Fahad is dying".
"He should die if he wants. I don't care".
I rubbed my belly with my hand as I felt something unusual.
" Are you alright?. Fahad moved closer.
"Don't even lay your hands". I hissed.
"Calm down". Amor pats my back.
" I'm sad". I started crying. "Knowing that I'm carrying your child".
" You know how much I love you. I can do anything for you".
"Stop lying you cruel man".
" Your Amor will always be your Amor. But then I realized I don't deserve you. You are meant to be Fahad's wife. He is the only one who can take care of you even tho he did some bad things". He scratched his nose. "Remember all those insults?. You embarrassed and humiliated him. But he didn't stop loving you till date". He hugged me. " Don't leave a guy like this".
"Oh. You are supporting him".
" I can't support him. I will always support you".
" I have forgiven Dad and the rest since I still need their name to get a breathing job".
"Job!. Did you just say job?". Dad said in amazement.
" Yeah. I got a job last month and I'll start after maternity". I smiled.
"Thank God my prayers have been answered". Dad said.
King moved closer and hugged me tightly.
" I'm sorry". He whispered.
"You know how much I loved you even tho I hated your character".
We broke the hug.
" Still on Fahad". Amor said.
Karima came to me.
"I'm also getting married". She said.
" Who will want to marry you". I laughed.
She starred at Amor.
"No. No. Th....is ca.....don't be". I stammered.
" Yes. I'll marry her. You see I'm your brother-in-law". He replied.
"Really?". I smiled.
He nodded. " She is much older but I like her as she is ".
" Congrats". I said calmly.
I started feeling some pain in my stomach.
"The water has broke". I shouted.
Everywhere went upside down.
I'm in labor. It's the most painful pain. I have ever experienced.
Right now the doctor has advised that I should be operated on because I can't give birth myself. My BP is high and so on.
I'm scared right now. Maybe I'll die. If I die my child will have comfort but he will miss his mum and his dad might never agree to get married again.
Crazy stuff ran through my head. My husband signed the papers and I was taken to the theater. I can't stop screaming. I'm overreacting like the drama queen that I am.
The baby's head came out before they injected me with an injection for sleeping.
The nurses surrounded me and I gave birth on my own.
I was dressed and taken to the ward.
Fahad came in. I'm so happy that I have given birth.
I grabbed him and kissed him so hard. He is shocked.
He placed his forehead on mine.
" Alhamdullilah". He smiled.
"We did it. A beautiful girl. Awwnn". I blushed.
" Thank you so much. I love you". He kissed my lips.
"I love you too".
" She will be named after your mum Nafisa". He said.
A mother's love is necessary for one's life. She didn't get that love. She lost the love and affection and grew up all by herself. She learned everything she understood her way. Without a guide. Her father doesn't even have her time and he didn't marry a nice woman who could have led her through. She struggled on her own and developed love for only one person. Wale(Amor) who only has her time.
Who will you blame for Waliya's bad behavior?
The end......
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