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Thirty Nine

Aishatu's Pov

My face broke into a smile when the court announced Jamilah was innocent and the culprit would be punished.
Attorney Aisha, congratulations you won the case. Attorney Mustapha said to me with a grimace.

Thanks, I muttered curtly.
Thank you, Sis Aisha. Jamilah said to me.
I smiled at her.
You are welcome. Don't hesitate to report to the court if Bilal's parents treat you badly. I said to her.
Okay, thank you. Jamilah muttered.

I heave a sigh and stride out of the courtroom.
I stride outside and call a cab to take me home.
If you don't mind can I drop you off at home? Attorney Mustapha asked me.
He had a smirk on his face.

Thank you. I muttered glaringly.
Stop being naive. Your husband is not here to see you. Let me drop you off. Attorney Mustapha muttered.
The cab man arrived.
I heave a sigh and rush to the cab.
I open the door and enter inside.

I told the man my address.
He drove me home and I paid him.
I saunter out of the car and walk inside.
I open the door to the living room.
I met Mama in the living room watching a movie.
I greet her and she nods her head.

I shake my head and walk to my bedroom.
I reach my bedroom and drop my bag on the bed.
I slump on the bed with a sigh.
I heard a knock on my door just as I was about to take a nap.

The door cracked open and Mama walked in.
Aisha, I'm hungry. I want to eat pounded yam. Mama muttered callously.
Ya, Rabb! I muttered inwardly.
Okay, Mama. I muttered at the brim of tears.

I scramble out of bed and follow her out.
I walk to the kitchen.
I took out one Yam and started peeling it.
I mince them and wash them.
I rinse the pot and put them inside.
I turn on the gas cooker and place the pot on it.

I sat on a stool and rest my head on the kitchen island.

Aisha! Aisha! I heard Mama holler my name.
I jerk up. The smell of burnt Yam wafts to my nostrils. I started coughing.
I run to the gas cooker and turn it off.
Aisha, what the hell is wrong with you? Why are you acting as if you are the first lady to get pregnant? You want to burn my son's house. Mama spat.

I'm sorry, Mama. I apologized.
She glared at me and pushed me out of her way.
I lose my stamina and hit my tummy on the kitchen island.
I felt a pang in my abdomen.
Ya, Rabb! I muttered worriedly.

The pain becomes excruciating. I felt a liquid stream down my legs. My heart skips scared of checking what it is.
I raised my skirt. What I saw shocked me to the core.
Blood streamed down my legs.
I let out a wail bitterly.
I take my phone and Dial my husband's number.

AbdulHamid

I finish operating on the patient and take off my scrubs and face mask.
I washed my hand and Saunter out of the operation theatre.
I walk to my office.
I walk to my chair and sit down.
I took my phone and saw five missed calls from Aisha and a message.
Qalb, please come back home now. It's urgent. I read the message.

I called Aisha. Her sob was the only sound I heard.
I hung up and arranged my files. I pick up my briefcase and my car key.
I rushed out of my office and started trotting to the parking lot.

I reach the parking lot and open my car.
I hop inside and roughly zoom out of the hospital.
I'm worried. I don't know what is wrong with my wife or my Mom.
People keep insulting me for driving recklessly but I don't care about their insults.