" Mummy should I just go and get them." I paced the room." Ah ah." She pointed at me in a warning tone.
" Ki bar su. Today is his day with them and what ever happened, they are safe. Yusuf said he was alone when he asked so just leave it. If there is anything, I'm sure Jameelah will call me." She said and I sat down on the couch.
" Mummy still, how can he be so careless? I trusted him, even though he didn't go out with them, he is supposed to be spending time with them, not messing around."
" Ke de just calm down. They will be back later, Yusuf will go and get them." She said and I sighed.
Apparently, in one of Yusuf friend's story, he saw Ahmad in a club. I don't know how to even handle the situation, if to talk to him about it or not. I'm not his wife and I don't have any rights over him but my kids are still in the equation.
I went to my room to try and relax a bit but it wasn't working. I'm just praying all this stress will go away and we will adjust fully to the normal now. I'm still finding it a bit odd but it's getting easier Alhamdullilah. I just want to be on the same page with him on everything, from my worries, to my expectations and also hear him out. I just feel like I'm not in the right mindset to have that conversation just yet. We both need to improve and heal to be able to have a mature conversation because I feel if we have it now, it will end up in an argument.
I make dua to Allah to help me make the right decisions.
I prayed Asr prayer and watched some TV to help pass the time. The sun finally went down and Yusuf was about to leave to get them when we heard their voices coming in.
" Maama!" Awwal jumped on me but I winced, my ribs have been hurting a bit for the past few days.
" Hi baby." I held my stomach.
" Sorry Maama." He touched my cheek and I kissed his hand.
Ahmad came in and we exchanged short pleasantries that I only replied due to the twins presence. They told me how Salma went out with them and they did so many fun things in their grandmothers house.
" Oh wow, so cool." I tried to stand up but my ribs felt like they were about to pop out.
" Are you good?" Ahmad asked and I nodded faintly.
I called Yusuf and he came into the living room
" Chiki na." I said and he lowered himself to my level.
" Should we go to the hospital?" He said and I nodded. It shouldn't be hurting and I don't want to risk anything.
" Is everything ok?" Ahmad tried to touch me but Yusuf shoved his hand away.
" Back off." He said in a stern but low voice because of the kids.
I leaned against him as we made our way to the car. I got in and we drove off after he called Rania to stay with the twins.
At the hospital, I got multiple scans and X-rays done to see what was wrong.
" The pain that you are experiencing now is from the previous injury you had. It began to heal but you have been inflicting pressure on it. You have a toddler right?" The doctor asked and I nodded.
" Do you lift him up?" He asked.
" Yes." I replied.
" You should stop because you are causing tension to your muscles when they haven't healed completely. Take it easy and I'll also wrap your mid section just so they can be in the right place. No heavy lifting, too much tension, lying down on stomach or anything that has to do with engaging it, ok?" He said and I nodded.

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Breaking free
Storie d'amoreFaduma (Hameedah) and Ahmad have been married for two years and blessed with beautiful twins. She never thought she would have a supportive, caring, loving husband but what happens when the almost perfect love story takes a drastic turn. For better...