Sacred Love ✅

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Author's POV

Today is the wedding of Alhaji Umar's children.
The house is crammed to the brim with relatives and visitors.
Children galavanting in the house playing.
Music was played and some geriatric women danced to the tune of the music chiming in the living room.

Dije, why are you crying? Amal asked worriedly.
Amal, I'm getting married to a stranger. I don't know my husband.
Abbah and Ummi have spurned to reveal who my husband is to me.
I'm scared. What if he is not...
Khadija, your parents won't marry you to the wrong person. Trust them. Amal muttered reassuringly.

Khadija heaved a sigh.
Dije, you've ruined your makeup. Amal grimace.
Amal picked up her makeup kit and applied a little powder to Khadija's face.
Don't cry again. Amal warned.
Khadija smiled at her.

Nana, I pray you find happiness in the marriage.
You deserve to be happy. Badiyyah muttered.
Fatima nods her head with a sigh. She had a muddled expression on her face.
Mairo noticed that and gave her a quizzical look.
What is it? Aren't you happy? Mairo ask Fatima.

Mairo, I'm scared. Mujahid might escape from prison and take Fawzan away. Fatima muttered with a sigh.
Fatima, Mujahid will not come here and take Fawzan again.
He wouldn't dare to.
The house is filled with guest.
Ya Maimuna is here and she hate him.
Mujahid might get killed. Badiyyah spat.

Fatima nod her head.
Children started shouting, An daura, An daura.
Baddiyah stood up and walked to the living room to confirm if the knot has been tied.

Khadija, the knot has been tied.
Your husband is here to see you. Amal whispered in Khadija's ear.
Khadija's heart skipped a beat. She cover her face with the Veil.
Amal stride out of the bedroom.
The door cracked open.
A familiar cologne hit Khadija's nostrils as the groom took each step closer to her, the cologne spread in the room.

Assalamualaikum, my Noor. Khadija heard a husky voice.
She places her hand on her beating heart.
Khadija closed her eyes as she felt her husband's hand lifting her veil.
Khairun Nisa, open your eyes. Ibrahim whisper in Khadija's ear.

This is Ya Ibrahim's voice. Khadija muttered.
She flutter her eyes open and set them on Ibrahim.
She blink her eyes to be sure she is not hallucinating.
Ibrahim, smile at her.
Ya, Ibro. Who is my husband? Khadija asked with a cracked voice.

It's me. I'm your husband. Ibrahim muttered.
What! Khadija exclaimed. The tears she has been holding stream down her cheek.
Ya, Ibro. It's a joke, right? Tell me you are lying. Khadija muttered with a sniff.

No, it's not. We are married. I'm your husband. Ibrahim muttered sincerely.
Khadija noticed the serious expression on his face and she knew Ibrahim was saying the truth.
Ya, Ibro, how could you do this to me?
I don't love you. I love you as my brother. Why did you marry me? Khadija cried.

Ibrahim felt a pang on his chest. He becomes disheartened.
He couldn't find a word to say as Khadija kept demanding an answer from him.
Khadija, calm down. I will explain everything to you. Ibrahim muttered.
He touches Khadija but she yanks his hand off.

Don't touch me. You are not my husband.
I will not accept you as my husband.
Khadija spat.
She glares at Ibrahim and Storm out of her bedroom.

Khadija, ignored all the greetings and people congratulating her.
She walks to Alhaji Umar's bedroom and barged inside without knocking.
Khadija, what is wrong with you? Alhaji Umar ask adjusting his cap on his head.