A grumpy momina was sitting in her room, angrily munching on fruits placed on her lap as she threw daggers at her husband who was getting ready. Burak would come and place a kiss on her forehead after every 5 minutes very well aware of her situation "you did it in on purpose didn't you" she seethed. Burak had to bite his cheeks to stop himself from smiling so she won't get further angry but as her pregnancy proceeds her cuteness doubled making it hard for his poor heart. Most of her anger was like that, arguing over how bad his decision was and that he was the reason she had to rest well and go through the problem of heavy belly. He brushed his hair and sat beside her "I promise I had no intention but it happened" she raised her eyebrow "so you're calling my daughter a mistake?" He grabbed her hand which she jerked away "no my love, of course not she's my princess, my beloved why would I ever call her mistake" he thought he did great job but only worsen the situation when she asked "then what am I to you?" He smiled and leaned forward to kiss the frown between her eyebrows "you're the love of my life-" "so you have two love of your life now? I knew it that you'll change" she sniffed as tears accumulated in her eyes "my love no one can come close to you, if there was a word better than love I would've referred you as that. My momina stays number one for me" she wiped her eyes, suddenly feeling bad for burak "burak" he hummed looking at her with adoration "when will you come back?" "InshaAllah in a week, then I'll take you with me if I got the job" she looked at him "you promised you'll take me with you now you're leaving without me" she pouts "I want to take you with me but doctor said you're in eighth month and traveling isn't good for you" she looked down at her belly "will you miss me?" She glared at him "certainly not, I was asking because she might miss you ok?" He nodded and flashed his smile "I don't want to leave you either momina, I don't want to spend any night far from you. This offer is really good, in case I'm lucky enough to get it then I'll take you and our princess there" she nodded "come back soon ok or else I'll kill you" burak squished her face between his palms and kissed her repeatedly "you're already doing that". He was leaving for turkey for a week, he greeted and bid farewell to his parents. Momina emotions were all over the place, she didn't know why was she crying but her heart felt heavy. When he was getting in the car she held his shirt "burak don't go" he pulled her in for a hug "I'll come back soon inshaAllah, I'll try to take find the nearest return flight. If you'll cry like that I won't be able to go" she soaked his shirt with tears and he let her "I'll wait for you" she said pulling back "I love you so much momina, please take care of yourself. Don't cry when I'm not around to wipe these precious tears, your burak will always stay by your side" he placed a kiss on her forehead, letting his lips linger there for a moment before getting in car. Momina was gloomy throughout the day, so rehmat took her to her father's house. There too she cried in her father's arms, after getting tired she dozed off. She was woken up by Han who barged in her room with a loud "mama", she lifted her head to get a glimpse of boy who was running toward her "Han stop" jungkook rushed toward him and before he could jump on her like usual was in jungkook's arms. Momima adjusted her scarf "I've told you to be careful Han, you'll hurt noona" the boy pouts "don't reprimand him jungkook, give him to me" she sat straight and made grabbed hands toward him. So very gently jungkook puts Han downon her lap, who clung to her like a baby. Momina kissed him and swayed in to and fro motion, asking about his day. Jungkook left the room and went to lounge "she doesn't look well, you should take her to doctor" jungkook looked at hashim and said "she cried the whole day, burak went to turkey today so she's feeling a but emotional" he nodded "he should've waited until she's fine, going to turkey in this situation isn't very ideal thing to do" "he has an interview jungkook, he's been looking for a better job now that his responsibilities are increasing" he nodded "how are you doing son?" "Everything is well, work is going pretty alright, Han is also being less brat so it's fine" he smiled "and you, how is my son doing?" He smiled at jungkook "how do you say that word when you're happy and content?" "Alhamdulliah " he nodded "exactly Alhamdulliah, Han is better than me he knows most of Arabic words" he chuckled "jungkook son-" "I understand sir, but trust me things are better now, I'm dealing with my life very well, I've hardly any time to find a partner but I will one day. Rightnow you guys are all I want, I feel at home here. Hadi hadiyah are no less than sibblings for me and fariyah aunty treats me like her son what else would I need when I'm in better hands already" Hashim smiled "it's good to hear that my son is doing well, I want the best for you jungkook. May Allah bring ease and contentment to your life" "ameen" they laughed in unison "by the way jungkook I've noticed something and I think I should mention it to you" he nodded "Han is lately reciting verses from Quran sometimes he just say dhikr. I asked hadi if he's teaching him but he promised me he didn't, you should talk to him about it and ask who is doing this" jungkook wets his lips, he hasn't told them yet and further keeping from them will lead to misunderstanding "Sir don't worry no one in this house is teaching him anything, Han is learning Arabic with an imam that's why he's saying those verses" Hashim stared at him in surprise "what? When did he start learning why didn't you tell us?" "He was persistent in learning Quran, so I talked to an imam I know who agreed" "jungkook do you understand what it means?" "Yeah and I don't have problem with that, I'll supervise him to make sure my son doesn't learn anything bad but it's upto him what he wants to learn" Hashim stared at him "he'll grow up to be like hadi and adam" Hashim blinked his eyes to get rid of moisture "inshaAllah I hope to live till day when I see him read Quran and pray" jungkook smiled "you want us to accept Islam don't you?" "It's not about what I want son, it's your decision" "what will be your opinion though?" "I've been praying for you both for years now jungkook, what do you think" he smiled and nodded.
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