Shadow of Doubt

Epilogue

Epilogue

"Are you really taking her back?"

"She's been here for two weeks already, she has been shouting on top of my head to take her back." He shouted in a whisper. "What do you want me to do?"

"Convince her to add a week!" She stomped her foot and a pain travelled directly to her stomach but she tried to keep her expression straight. "You said it yourself, her caretaker has travelled home too, how would she cope all alone back there?"

"Inna is 55, not 80. Trust me when I tell you she can take care of herself and she wouldn't appreciate me trying to hold her back. She rates you more than she rates me, maybe you should try it yourself. After all, you succeeded last week."

"But I-" she went silent as the pain began again but she closed her eyes shut as if trying to control it.

"Hafsah?" He quickly moved to her and placed a hand on her bump. "Are you okay? Do you think-?

"No, there's still time." She said in denial as she stood up straight. "What was I saying?"

Sa'ad stared at his wife curiously as he take two careful steps towards her. Her pregnancy came with two things, being stubborn and a thirst for always having the last word. That was why their arguments always ended with him surrendering to her in defeat.

"Hafsah-" He said as she closed her eyes and placed a hand on her lower stomach. "I think at this point, Inna is going to have to stay because you're clearly having this baby soon."

"No, I still have two weeks left before-"

"We're going to the hospital." He told her firmly. "And that's final, we can continue this argument when you're not having contractions every single minute." He turned around and moved to the bedroom, pulling the box that Aunty Munirah had set up for going to the hospital. She had told him that all the hospital essentials were in there.

"All you do is boss me around, you won't even listen to me and what I want-" God, what was with this woman? Even her breaths were coming out in pants but she wouldn't give up arguing.

"I don't listen to you? I'm not the one that spent the past eight months picking unnecessary fights, you went from sweet Hafsah to scary Hafsah real quick."

She was quiet for a moment and when he turned around, she was standing with both her hands on her hips, quite a funny image with her protruding bump but he didn't dare laugh.

"So what are you saying? That I'm a completely different person from the person you married?"

"What's this about?" Sa'ad was surprised at the direction this was taking. "You're still the sweetest person I know, Hafsah. You just have a real low tolerance for pain and I guess your way of distracting yourself from the pain is by being mean to me because you believe I put you in this situation. I can handle it."

"So, I've been a bad wife?"

He pulled an offended face, drawing his eyebrows together. "God forbid, never use the word bad in any sentence you're referring to yourself because that'll be when we'll have real problems. My wife doesn't have a single bad bone in her body." He said as he moved to her and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, making her blush. This warm moment should be able to hold her until they arrive at the hospital. "I'll go and get Inna."