Sacred Love ✅

1

Bida, GRA.
11:00 pm.

A devastated Fatima Umar walking along an unknown dark path.
Fatima never listens to her parents instead she does what pleases her.

Fatima what are you doing out there? It's dark over here. Mujahid hollered walking towards an erratic Fatima.
Fatima was still sniffing when she felt a hand on her shoulder which made her flinch in fear.

Fatima hoisted her head up and pivoted her gaze to her husband with her puffy eyes.
Baby, what is wrong with you? why are you crying? Mujahid asks with an apprehensive look all over his face.

Fatima who was lost in the man's guise arches her left brow up in a vague way.
why is he pretending as if he did nothing? Fatima muttered to herself.

I..I..m o..o.okay. I just miss Abbah. Fatima stuttered.
you miss Abbah and you are crying in the middle of the night in the garden. don't you know that it's not safe here? Fatima it's 11:00 pm. Mujahid exclaims checking his iPhone.

It's okay let's go in you will talk to Abbah in the morning. stop acting like a child you are 26. Mujahid muttered while wiping off her tears.

they stood up and marched inside.
Fatima still wondering why Mujahid is being nice to her after he tells her he is not happy about her pregnancy.

Mujahid unlocked the door to his bedroom and they walked in.
Fatima are you sure you only miss Abbah? we've been married for one year and you have never complained you miss him but now. Mujahid muttered while patting her back.

Fatima lies quietly on the fluffy bed. with a broken heart, she closes her eyes hoping to get enough sleep even though her tears don't allow it to.
Mujahid nods his head and lies beside her then blows a dua on Fatima with a soft peck on her cheek.

7:00 am,

Fatima stirred in her sleep. She flutter her eyes open weakly due to a hazardous headache. her head kept spinning. her morning sickness. Pregnancy hormones.
Fatima hiss Nonstop.

Baby you are awake. Mujahid said entering the bedroom with a tray. a cup of tea and a plate of toasted bread arranged on it.
with a cheerful smile, he walks towards her with the tray and sits beside her.

Good morning baby! Mujahid muttered dropping the tray on the bed.
Fatima only nodded her head as if she might conk out at any slight move.

Mujahid felt Fatima's temperature a bit high but shrugged it off.
Baby let me feed you before I leave for work.
Mujahid muttered and started feeding Fatima.

Fatima finishes the tea silently.
Mujahid takes the tray back and returns to the bedroom.
Baby I might not come back early. if you need anything call AbdulRahman he will be there for you. Mujahid muttered.

My One! Fatima called weakly.
Mujahid halted in his tracks and pivoted his gaze to his wife.
Baby do you need anything? Mujahid asks waiting for Fatima to speak up.

No.. Fatima muttered.
then why did you stop me? Mujahid asks and turns to leave.
why did you want me to abort the pregnancy? I thought you loved children. Fatima asked hoping to get an answer from him.

Fatima I'm late for work. we will talk when I'm back. Mujahid muttered not looking at her and walk away.
Fatima watch as he leaves the room.
Fatima puffs a muffle sigh and scramble out of bed.