UNGROUNDING

Epilogue

  ' When a deep injury is done to us, we never heal until we forgive.'
      
-Nelson Mandela

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                 TWO YEARS LATER

“Breathe habibty, just breathe. Take in deep breaths. Come on, stay with me" Naim was coaxing me as he held my hand while the other was driving.

We were rushing to the hospital as my water had broken in the middle of a party if I must point out.

It was a corporate Gala night, that Naim insisted that I attend with him because apparently he was supposed to give a speech. The speech was cut short by my scream when I realised that my water broke. Naim had to cut short his speech and excuse himself. Only God knows the commotion and the drama I caused. 

My dress was now ruined and my contractions are getting closer and closer. I was at three minutes right now. My head was spinning. Alhamdulilah the hospital is not that far.

I was trying my best to hold in the pain, trying not to shout. I squeezed Naim’s hand while the other hand held on tightly to the car seat.

“Naim faster please I think it’s almost time. I can’t do this habibi”

“No Sara, just one more corner, we are there”

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Alhamdulilah I had a safe delivery.

Identical twins, whom we decided to name Jamil and Jamaal.

Both my mother and mother-in-law were over joyed.

They were all here to support me. Asiya and my twin brothers are here too. Exuberant I was for this pregnancy had put me through quite a lot.

My mother-in-law did come to stay with me these last few weeks.  Asiya was on holiday and so were my brothers.

Our little daughter, Naila, was at home asleep. She sure will wonder about these two little boys that she will soon meet.

Yes, you guessed it right. I did reconcile with Naim. I love him too much, my heart cannot handle his abscence, apparently.

Alhamdulilah, life so far has been better. With Naila, our daughter, keeping us busy, my relationship with Naim has grown imensely. We went back to normal, I could say. And now, we will be even more busy, as we've just increased the family members.

I decided to forgive my mother-in-law, went back to live with Naim and eventually had our daughter, who is my spitting image Alhamdulilah. I saw no need to break my family and end up being a single mother. My mother-in-law though stayed out of our way. She would only come during family gatherings and occasionally when she was in town.

So basically it was just me, Naim and Naila...and now my two bouncing baby boys...Jamil and Jamaal. Maybe we could add some more...who knows?* wink*wink*

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                          THE END

Sob*sob* its finally over. I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as i enjoyed writting it.

Wish i could continue with it but this is it...the end...i know someone told me this story has potential...but what to do!

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