Chapter 30

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Madeenah's POV

I am outside with Inayah. She has been laughing and giggling as me and Jamila sit and watch her play in the kiddie pool her dad had bought her. She has been splashing the water for a while now.

Ya Muhammad had stepped out just as we came downstairs to go to the backyard. Inayah didn't see him but I did.

Today had started off good, really good in fact. We were talking like a normal couple as we sat on the dining table for breakfast. He treated me like an equal not like another many to Inayah that I have felt like these past few days. We haven't had a conversation in so long and today felt good until he ruined it.

We stay out for a bit until I usher Inayah out and wrap her up in her Elsa towel. My phone rings as I pick her up. Asma is calling me on FaceTime. I pick the call as I fix Inayah on my hip.

"Hey. What's up?" I ask her as her face pops up on the screen.

"Did you guys go out?" She asks when she sees Inayah.

"No we are at home. Why?" I move us inside.

"Mami wanted to come see you guys but was refusing to call and 'disturb' you apparently. I said I would then the boys said they wanted to join too." I head up the stairs as I listen to her. "So can we come over for dinner?" She asks.

"Of course. Why do you need to ask?" I say then set Inayah down on her bed and move to her closet to pick out clothes for her.

"You are a married woman now apparently." Adam rolls her eyes.

"Maama I want pink dress." Inayah says from behind me. I drag out the floral pink dress then drape it over my arm.

"Okay baby." Inayah shakes her head at me. "Sorry I mean Ayah."

"Good Maama."

Asma snorts out a chuckle. "She has you wrapped around her finger just like her dad."

"What else can I do?" I say. "Do you guys want anything specific?" I ask.

"No. You cook so good that we want anything you make." Asma shrugs.

"Okay then. What time are you guys coming so let me get started? It is already 3."

"Before Maghrib? So six I think."

"Okay, just text me when you are on your way." I rub lotion onto Inayah the pull on her dress for her.

"Okay. Bye." Asma ends the call.

"You can go watch TV for a bit." I tell Inayah and she quickly runs out and heads to my living room.

I head downstairs to the kitchen to find Jamila there already.

"Mami da su Asma za su zo anjima. Dole mu fara hada abinci." I say to her as I enter the store trying to think of what to cook.      
(Mami and the rest are coming later. We have to start making food.)

"Toh Anti." Jameelah says.

I decide to just cook Jollof rice and chicken, since they all love that. I would also do a potato casserole and fruit salad. I pick up my phone after instructing her to start prepping the food.

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