Their Fate

epilogue

Hairah

Five days later

"Yeah! Just check it out and let me know okay?........okay....okay......bye!" I hang up the call. Even after going to the office today, I was forced to work from home too.

But Alhamdulillah, it's done now. It's late at night. 11:34 pm, that's the time my phone show. I've already prayed my night prayers so it's just bed and sleep now.

The past five days were normal. I never thought it would have been like this. Yet, some things have changed. Ibrahim would compliment my cooking, appreciates me, cares for me, and teases me–—this is something I get mad about. I always thought I'm a sassy queen. My family always says that I can kill someone by teasing them but let me make it clear, Ibrahim is the creator of sassiness.

I can never find something to return the tease he throws at me. Still, I'm not going to give up. I'm me! 

Nevertheless, I'm happy that I got to see the real Ibrahim. Not a depressed Ibrahim. And the real Ibrahim is so...childish and likes to tease a lot. Still, he manages to look handsome. Fool!

Today, when I was having my lunch, Sana called me, saying Wafa was regretting whatever she had done and was ready to change everything. That she was even planning on getting back together with Ibrahim. But that's when she came to know about me and that Ibrahim is already married. Sana did know that I married a divorcee but she never thought that it would be Ibrahim.
Anyways, she apologized instead of Wafa.

All I know is that I don't want anyone to come in between me and Ibrahim. Wafa lost her chance. She took him for granted. She gave priority to material things. Now, it's me, Ali, and Ibrahim. And our future children!!!

Shaking all the thoughts in my head, I enter our bedroom—–to see the familiar sight of them cuddling together. But this time they are cuddling in the middle of the bed. Which means, leaving space on either side of the bed.

I walk near the bed beside Ali. Both are fast asleep. Before proceeding with my devil, I wave my hands in front of Ibrahim to confirm he is really asleep. I do it multiple times, yes! He is asleep.

I was about to sleep when my devil said something to me. Smirking, I pace back, to the side of Ibrahim. Still, giggling, I slowly lay down on the bed beside him.

No reaction. Nothing.

Slowly and cautiously, I lift my hand and keep it on top of his side, hugging him.

Again, no reaction.

I relax my hand around him.

"I'm awake you know." He says and a gasp leaves my mouth. I quickly take my hand. But he grabs it back and places it around him, resting his hand on top of mine to keep it there. "You are my wife." He says with a smile that I can sense.

"Really?" I said with a smirk

"Hmm?" He sensed my devil. And I confirm his suspicions by throwing my leg on top of him, snuggling closer.

"Aaah! Now, I'm not a pillow!" He says, again I can sense the smile.

"I know! You are my husband!" When my devil is out, I can never wipe the smirk off my face.

He instantly turns his body and balances it on his left elbow. "Really?" Allah! His face is adorned with that smirk of his!

I can sense his devil now.

He leans in closer with that idiotic smirk.

Haha, but my devil is already out! I give him a sheepish smile and...

Tickle him!

He drops on the bed and laughs hard. Yet, I didn't stop.  "Hairah... Pleas-... It won't be... good!." He said in between his laugh.

Me being me did not stop.

He grabbed my hands and turned me around. Smirking.

Allah!

"No! Ibrahim... I won't tickle you anymore... Please stop tickling me..." Now I mumble between my laugh.

Ya Rabb! Why is tickling so tickling?

"Baba? Mamma?" He stops tickling and we turn toward Ali who is smiling at our laughs.

We woke him up!

"Munchkin!" Ibrahim takes him and places him between us. "Hairah, tickle him." We start to tickle Ali who laughs his tummy out. After a minute of tickle torture, we stop. Ibrahim kisses his cheeks and I watch them with tearing eyes.

Alhamdulillah! Allah, for blessing me with them.

He lays beside him and pulls me down to lie on the other side of Ali. With Ali in the middle, we cuddle together. My and Ali's heads rest on Ibrahim's hand. He mouths a 'thank you' and I snuggle with them closer as my answer.

Alhamdulillah!

The three of us slowly wander to our sleep. 

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