Her Accepting Heart by Ayesha Ally ( A.M.I )

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   "Love, are you going to remain mad at me for the rest of the weekend?" Basheer went to sit next to his wife on the couch, but she shrugged him off.
   "Well, I don't like the idea that you will be travelling with another woman for approximately twenty minutes a day. Of course I'm going to remain mad if you don't speak to your mother and tell her that you can't do it." Samiha replied stubbornly.
   Basheer eased himself closer to her and put his arms around her.
   "Love, I tried, but she's being impossibly stubborn. She doesn't want to take no for an answer." He placed his forehead on her shoulder.
   "You know I can also be stubborn, don't you?" She gently pushed him away from her.
   "Until and unless you call this arrangement off, don't try and get up close and personal with me." Samiha stood up and walked to the opposite couch, leaving Basheer staring at her blankly. He was stuck in the middle as he usually was, from the time he had decided to marry the woman that he loved with all his heart.
   Was there ever going to be a time when there would be no sides to choose from? He wondered as he sat sulking on the double couch.
   "Maybe I should give Ma a call..." Samiha stood up after a few tensed minutes.
   "You're going to cause a huge ruckus by doing that." Basheer warned her before she could pick the phone from its cradle.
   "So you expect me to just let it be? You know what I really don't understand..." she stepped towards him.
   "In Islam, it is forbidden for non mahrams/strangers to be together, let alone travel alone to any destination. Am I right?" She questioned as she was trying to understand it herself.
   Basheer nodded and told her that she was 100% right.
   "Then how is it that you haven't told your mother that Islam forbids it? Besides she should know that, since she's born muslim." She knew her anger was getting the better of her but she couldn't help it.
   "It's just to work and back. It's not like it's a whole day affair." He said defensively.
Samiha laughed sarcastically...
   "So when it suits you you can do it. I didn't know Islam works that way." She shook her head in distaste before walking away to her bedroom.
   Basheer knew she had a point, but why couldn't she understand his predicament?
   After awhile he went to the room and he spoke softly.
   "Love, Islam doesn't work that way. Islam is beautiful and perfect in every way, it's us Muslims, as humans, we err... so please don't think badly of the religion..." he went to sit beside her on the bed, but she turned around so that her back was facing him.
   "Sam, I promise you...it's not something I want to do..."
   "But you're willing to do it even if it may cause a rift in our marriage..." she completed for him.
   Basheer closed his eyes and massaged his temples.
   "You're making this issue bigger than it actually is." He regretted saying it when she sat up straight and glared at him.
  "I'm...making...it...bigger...than...it...actually...is?" She said each word slowly.
  "Fine! Go ahead, be chauffeur to Nazmira at the expense of me losing my sanity. Because I now realise that whatever I say is going to be condemned or taken as an 'attack'. Do what you wish to, I won't stop you..." she pulled the throw over her head and tried to ignore his soft apologies, but couldn't...because she loved him too much.

Ayesha Ally