Sacred Love ✅

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Jannah's POV

Fawzan is One today. One year after separating from Mujahid. Fawzan grows faster. He started walking when he was Nine months old.
My Name was the first name he called. I was so happy when Fawzan called me MAMA. I want him to call me Mummy but I know it will be hard for him to call me that now.

Abbah has been persistent that I must step out of the house. He wants me to start working in his company. I refused to set my foot out of the house.
My friends want me to move on and be happy once again.
I decided to go with their advice so I will go to the company today.

I don't have anyone who will take care of Fawzan when I go to work.
Everyone is busy with work.
Ummi can't handle Fawzan because he is so cranky.
Khadija has returned to school.

Abbah, let me bathe you then we will go to Grandpa's Company. I muttered.
I pivot my gaze to where I left Fawzan playing with the pillow and he is not there.
Abbah! Fawzan! Where are you? I panicked as I searched for him in the bedroom.

I stand up from the bed.
I walk to the bathroom and he is not there.
I checked the Closet and found the little boy dispersing the clothes inside the wardrobe.
Fawzan, drop that clothes. I muttered and walked to him.

I collect the clothes from him and pick the ones on the floor.
Fawzan! You pee on this shirt. I muttered with a facepalm.
The little boy started laughing showing his four teeth.
I arranged the clothes inside the wardrobe and locked it with the key so that he wouldn't open it again.

I take the one he urinated on to the toilet to wash it.
I saunter out of the closet and Fawzan run after me.
Mama. Fawzan muttered immediately I turned on the faucet.
He walks to me and stretches his tiny hand forward to the faucet.

I turned it off and the little boy started crying.
I ignore his cranky behaviour and take off his clothes to bathe him.
I started bathing him and I noticed a dark spot on his lap. Since I gave birth to him I haven't noticed it on his skin until now.
I remember Mujahid also has the same mark on his lap.

I shake my head and continue bathing Fawzan.
I finish bathing Fawzan and I drape the towel over his tiny body then swoop him in my hand which elite giggle from him.
I walk to the room with Fawzan.
I drop him on the bed and he crawls to the edge of the bed.

Fawzan, don't leave this bed. I muttered to the little boy who was already jumping on the bed with his tiny legs.
I walk to the closet to get my towel.
I stride out of the closet with my towel draped over my body.
I lock the closet so that Fawzan won't go inside.
I glance at Fawzan then walk to the door and lock it.

My bedroom is upstairs I can't risk it letting Fawzan out of the bedroom alone.
I walk to the bathroom to take my bath.
I finish bathing and I stride out of the bathroom.

I Chuckle seeing Fawzan sleeping.
I dried my skin and applied the cream to my skin.
I walk to the wardrobe I keep my undies. I take out my pants and bra then put them on.
I walk to the closet and unlock the door then enter inside.

I picked a peach lace. Skirt and blouse.
I put it on and zip up the skirt.
I started walking out of the closet and I heard a squawking sound. My skirt opened. The zip has spoiled.
I chuckle and glance at myself in the mirror. I'm chubby unlike when I was in Mujahid's house. Peace of Mind. I muttered to myself.