Mine To Heal (On Hold)

Chapter 22

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO @khadojj_xx     AND          Fattoom_xo

MUNIRA'S POV

Waking up to a dull ache in my abdomen, my hand immediately shot up to my tummy as I quickly sat up, feeling no movement there or my usual small bump, I turned hysteric as I remember the events that led to this.

"Nooo noo nooo!!!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, suddenly the door burst open and there stood my husband together with my family and my best friends. They all look alert, worried and extremely tired.

Hisham rushed to me and held my hand, eyes wide with worry, concern, sadness and grief. "Tell me this is not real!!!, tell me my baby is still here with me!!!!" I yelled as I clutched my stomach.

"Calm down Munira, everything will be alright inshaallah, remember Allah does not burden a soul with what it cannot bear, you have to be strong Hayati" Hisham said softly but you can still hear the pain in his voice and it mirrors the one in his eyes. I looked back to the door expecting to see my family and friends but they were not there again, giving me and Hisham our moment.

I let out a heart wrenching wail that I am sure even people from outside heard, my heart was aching so much and I have never felt pain like this in my life, even when I was raped, no kind of pain compared to this. I was happy and expecting to hold my baby in my arms just a few hours ago and now my unborn child is dead, I did not get to see how it would look like, see its smile, hear its laughter, see its first walk, hear his first word, or even hear him call me mama and Hisham baba. Those were the thoughts running inside my head and what made me cry harder.

Hisham wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight as I cried my heart out. "Everything is going to be okay Hayati, we will be fine, you will heal and inshaalllah Allah will less us with another one, we will pass this test Hayati but you need to be strong and have faith. I will be with you every step of the way" Hisham assured. His words hit where they were supposed to and he was right I will be okay, WE would be okay.

I quieted down after a bit "I want you to read any surah to me please" I whispered so low I thought he did not hear but then he started reading Surah- Al Bakara. His reading voice was soo mashaallah and the words of Allah calmed me down even more, I could feel my heart lighter and my eyes started drooping till I felt to sleep.

HISHAM'S POV

After Munira fell asleep, I made some duas on her and stayed with her for a bit before making my way to the door, she scared the hell out of all of us, the doctors say that she bled more than one is supposed to after a miscarriage and that she might not make it. I do not think I have prayed for a person as much as I did today and I have never been this scared in my entire life. Adding to that the grief of loosing an unborn child seeped in, even though the child was not mine biologically, it was still mine and I loved and could not wait for it to be born, but still all I can say is Allhamdullilah for how it all turned out because it could have been much more worse than this. We plan and He plans but HE is the best of planners.