When Two Become One

23- Yesterday

Aisha/

I heard Aneel's phone ringing and I was pretty sure it was his because mine died last night whilst we were watching the movie. Have to say, still confused on the ending.

I shoved Aneel one more time and this time he groaned and sat up. He reached over me and picked up his phone. I heard him grunt as he raised the phone to his ear then lay down on his pillow and kissed the back of my head.

"Hmm?" He draped an arm around my waist, his hand resting on my stomach. "What? Today?" Suddenly his hand was gone. I turned around to him and saw him sit up. I held his hand but he just shoved it away. "You gonna give the phone to her? Is she..." He gasped and looked down with tears in his eyes. I watched as his jaw tensed. His lips were quivering. Out of no where, he started to cry. I quickly sat up and wrapped my arms around him. He held onto me tighter than usual as he sobbed into my neck. "Amma..." He said through the tears. Slowly, I leaned back and kissed his cheek before shuffling back. He reached for my hand again and pleaded with his eyes. After giving him a reassuring smile, I shuffled back towards him. "It's my mum, Aisha...she sounds the same. I haven't heard her voice in ages."

He sniffed a couple of times as I looked around for a tissue. Not finding one, I lifted up the end of my t-shirt and wiped his face and then finally his nose. "I missed you, Amma," he whispered. "I missed you everyday. And I thought about you everyday, I promise. I especially thought-" He stopped suddenly and started to laugh. "Yes, sorry. I just-"

"I'm just gonna go and give you space. You speak to your mum, Aneel," I whispered. He shook his head and pulled me towards him. "Aneel..." He shook his head again, more violent.

"No, please. Stay. No, no, Amma. It's just my wife. My beautiful, beautiful wife who you will love." His finger traced my cheek with a smile on his face. "No, Amma. We just got married a week or so ago. No children yet." I laughed a little and leaned up to kiss his cheek. I watched as he pulled the phone away from his ear but before I could ask why, his lips were on mine. "Stay, please," he whispered. "I need you." I found myself nodding my head and he brought the phone back to his ear. "Soon, Amma. Soon, insha'allah. Now, have you married again?" My eyes opened wide as I heard him. He actually asked that to his mother? "You have?!" Aneel grinned at me, jumping slightly in his seat. "Is he nice? Does he treat you well? Does he have any children?" A smile settled on my face when I saw how happy he was.

We both leaned against the headboard as he spoke to his mum for another five minutes. Not that long, I know, but she insisted they meet up tomorrow and talk then. When he put the phone down, he jumped up from the bed and ran out the room. I heard him lock the bathroom door so I decided to get up. After the bed was done up, I heard the bathroom door open and Aneel rushed into the bedroom. The huge smile on his face somehow managed to get bigger and I was left there with a smile on my face. It was so great to see him so happy!

"I'm gonna go and speak to Aunty. Then I need to go and see my brother. And then the boys and oh my god, I have to see Mama. He's the reason why my mum is back! I am so-"

"Want me to get ready?" He continued to talk to himself as she stripped off his clothes and put new ones on. "Aneel?" His head snapped to face me and he looked confused.

"Urm, no. I don't need you anymore. I'm fine now. Hey, I'm gonna be all day so just make yourself something to eat if you get hungry. There are some..." I slowly nodded my head as his voice drifted off. Not needed anymore? What was that meant to mean.

Soon after he put his shoes on, he rushed out the house, no more words spoken. No kiss on the cheek. Nothing. Not even a wave. Did he only want me when he was going through some stuff? I'm just the person that sits there and holds his hand when everything gets a bit too much I guess.