6 months later.
Ya salim is coming back today, they are all busy going up and down, making sure everything is set. The whole house was decorated.
"Is everything set" mama asked coming into the kitchen.
"Yes ma" ummi answered beaming.
"Go and get ready"mama told ummi.
"Ohk" she replied.
"Where's madeeha?" She inquired.
"She's upstairs, I bet she's getting ready" ummi replied.
She left the kitchen to go and get ready and on the way she bumped into zayan and Nasir who are all ready to go to the airport.
"Ya ummi won't you come to the airport with us" they asked.
"No little angels" she replied pulling their cheek's.
"We're not kid's anymore" they whined.
"Don't burst my eardrum's abeg" she said.
"Ohk bye" they chorused.
"Bye little angel's" she said.
"Ya ummi" they pouted
"Sorry" she said and ran upstairs to get ready.
Nasir and zayan are as jovial as baba. Madeeha and ya salim has mama's temper but they surpass her. They insist on going with the driver to see ya salim first.
She got ready in a black abaya which looked so good on her and tied her vintage scarf. As she was taking pictures she heard the horn of the car and she ran. On the way she bumped into madeeha and they almost tripped.
They finally reached the door to the hall way and opened the door and behold he stood in the doorway with all his grace, he looked more handsome.
"Welcome home ya salim" they chorused beaming.
But then a woman came in sight. This girl she looked familiar to ummi then she remembered, she's Ashraf's wife samiah. She smiled at her but her demeanor changed when ya salim took hold of her hands.Madeeha and ummi looked at each other surprised. Just then Nasir and zayan came in.
"Ya ummi let's go" they dragged her from there.
"Why are you two dragging me, ya salim is back. Let's have some fun" she wriggled her eyebrows.
She came back to the living room and saw madeeha, ya salim,mama and samiah.
"Madeeha show samiah to the guest room" mama sounded angry.
"No, mama she's going to stay with me, in my room" ya salim said.
All of them were confused, the holding of hands, staying in the same room. What was all that?"Show her to the guest room" mama said her voice low and dangerous while looking at ya salim.
Madeeha quickly stood up and and samiah followed suit.She stood there wanting to know what's happening. What's the meaning of all this.
"Now do you care to explain why she came with you" mama asked.
"Mama can you leave it after we eat first, I'm really hungry" he said rubbing his tummy.
"Fine let's go and eat" she said.
Ya salim looked at ummi's lost eyes and guilt overwhelmed him. He flashed her a weak smile and headed to the dining room.Different food's were prepared. Mandi rice, Masa, coconut rice, loaded fries, chicken curry, chicken kebab, oven baked fried rice, tuwon shinkafa, steak's and so on.
"How much I missed mama's food" ya salim said savoring every bite of his food.
"All the credit goes to ummi" ma replied and he smiled.
After they were done eating, they all headed back to the main parlor.
Madeeha and ummi brought desert's for everyone but ummi tbh had no appetite.
"Ya salim who's she?" Madeeha asked referring to samiah.
"She's samiah" he replied simply.
"Wait, she's ashraf's wife" she asked.
"Yes" he replied.
"Then where is he?" She asked.
"He's not here" he replied.
"Why is she with you then" she asked.
"Because...because" he stammered.
"We're all ears salim, why is she with you?" Mama asked.
"Mama we..we..actually" he stammered.
"What did you do?" Mama probed.
"We got married" he finally said.
The plate in ummi's hand fell down and shattered into pieces. Just like how the plate shattered, ummi's heart shattered too.We got married.
The words repeated in her ears several times. For ummi the world came to a standstill.Mama and madeeha were obviously shocked to hear that. Baba actually wasn't around. He's not in the country.
"What?" Madeeha scoffed and glared at him.
"Like what you heard" he replied glaring at her too.
"You got married?" Mama asked again.
"Yes mama" he replied.
Mama had nothing to say to him, she stood up and left the place. Ummi also left to her room and cried her eyes out.Why does destiny play such cruel games with me? Why is my fate so crooked? Ya Allah why me? Why? I'm tired! I'm tired! I can't take it anymore. Ummi thought to herself.
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