I open my eyes...my head feels heavy so I shot dem close dos eyes of mine,my glasses I have not worn them for some time I need to get them I rhumage through the top of my side table empty...shoot! They in my handbag from last night and the handbag?...ohhhh come on!! I exclaimed the handbag is across the bed hanging on d bag rack...perfect just perfect!!! I get up to get it I slip I fall I make a loud sound and boom!! He is in my room and over my head "are you alright?" He asks feeling stupid I try to get up again but am weak what the heck is going on this morning?? I ask myself "here lemme help you up" he says and before I could protest this 195mm tall man that is my husband sweeps me up like am nothing but a piece of paper yae I felt that light and drops on on thr edge of the bed "how did you fall?..are you OK??.." but again my mouth opened but no words he noticed the war so he simply said "mey kike so lemme get for you ...we don't want us falling again..you dont seem OK..." so I just surrendered besides what more could i do and I pointed towards the bag rack and he walked over to it stood there and said "what next?" Amazing how a perfect functioning body can become useless in just a blink of an eye,the cause?¿ I had no idea.so as he asked I directed him and he was good cause he got the bag to me I got d glasses and my aspirin which i swallowed over a glass of water which he had gotten from the kitchen "maybe you should lay down abit..I will get a doctor to come see you I think you have a fever" he says and walked out the room minutes later he emerged wit a lady doctor and I was worse I knew it cause I felt it.I had a temperature and I was sweating badly and I couldn't make out much of what they discussed cause after that injection I slept heavy nd longer than last night. when I finally woke up it was 4:57pm."subhanallah!" I hadn't prayed subhi,zuhr and asr so I just push out of bed and miraculous enough am stronger than earlier this morning Alhmdulilah my mind said and after I was able to get myself to the toilet and perform ablution I prayed all 4prayers it was then I noticed my door was closed midway does that mean he is still in the house I get up after tasbihi and tried to go get water to drink and he was there cooking in the kitchen am so bewailed I stand in the door way and keep watching him as he chopped what seemed like lots of onions and garlic and pours in the steaming scenting pot "ahhh!" It is garlic I confirm as the scent hit my nostrils I keep watching as he did what he did which he seemed very good at wondering what was but couldnt guess.I see peas go in,carrots then eggs and as the aroma keeps hitting the air and getting to my nostril my belly makes a very embrassing sound"ghrrrruuu" I tried to hold it but it went on just then he said "I think you better come sit you need your strength and food is almost ready" so I do as he says and grab a chair from one of the plastics at the center kitchen table he then place a dish of chain plate in front of as he asked "how are you feeling now?" And i replied "am much better Alhmdulilah..thank you" and I meant it in heart and I was sorry cause I seem to have stopped him from his work cause obviously he wasn't dressed for work in his white v-neck T-shirt which showed a bit of his hairy chocolate musculine chest and the short sleeves which was waaay above his elbow nd showed another part of his muscular arm and his ash Adidas over the ankle sweat pant this is a fine man it stroke me for the first time that I was actually noticing just how good looking he was as he got another pot from the gas cooker which I had no idea what was inside and turned to dish boiled potatoes onto my plate and dished some for himself it was then i noticed is chiseled noise and full brow eye brow which looked like they had been crave by a make u artiste and his Long eye lashes over his bulgy eye balls he was so fine not that i knew anythg about good looking,fine or handsome men cause I had only knew a few through out my life"Godddd Smthg is really wrong wit me" my inner self said under her breath then he got the pot which i watched him prepare and dished onto my potatoes a sause of kidney,green pepper,onions,carrots,peas and garlic which scented so wonderful he got two glasses which he poured some apple juice for both of us"bon appetite"he said with a smile it was then i noticed he had a side dimple on his right cheek as he then got a chair and sat to eat,he ate very slow as he got his phone and made series of what seemed like official calls cause all i heard were words like "copy that??...make sure its done be for midnight??...send the reports to my email i will checked them later...good" when he dropped the call he was half way done with his plate and i was busy gobbling my spoon on my iwn olate the food was delicious but my appetite was mean to me "eat up...cause you need to take your pills as the doctor said" he said to me as he got up to get them for me..I saw some folic acid,blood tonic,vit-c and some anti malaria as I ate he got his laptop did some punching to the keyboard and then got up to get my plates to the zinc to wash as i swallowed my pills over the apple juice.he left then to the room,his room I guess as he shot the door which made a crick sound 20mims later he was bavk and said "ga...ruwan wanka maybe you should take your bath it would make you feel much better" I said thank you and left feeling ashamed and sorry for making him do all this.he made the warmest bath I've been in no offense ummi.after bathing while dressing thoughts of how to pay the kind gesture swept through my mind but ib all i couldnt decide on any so i let out a breathe and i call ummi via my phone after all the pleasantries i simply ask her what is the best way to show appreciation to someone who forfeits his activities to take care of you on your sick day and she replied "pray thay Allah rewards him with the good he showed towards you Thats the best you can ever do" my u mm I she always had the right words anytime anywhere so I thank her ask for my Abba and said my goodbyes with that i performed ablution anf did what she said i prayed for him.
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Life after nikkah
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