My Name Is Fatima Batoul (ONHOLD)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Fatima Batoul's P.O.V

"Hamidah will you hurry up ? Or do you want to miss your flight?" I yelled from downstairs.

"Adda, I am coming, I'm just looking for my earp.... oh, I found it ."

I couldn't believe Hamidah was leaving for her Degree and Masters in Turkey. She'll be studying Architecture. I wouldn't get to see her only during Summers.

She chose Turkey because she taught it was a good idea since Daddy and Aunty Khadijah leaves there. They both left for Turkey yesternight because Daddy had a meeting this morning.

Did I tell you I met my step mother and siblings and they were the nicest and friendliest people I've met so far ? Well, yeah I did.

Flashback...

"Assalamu Alaikum" I heard a voice from downstairs. I was in my room reading a novel, the maids were in their chamber, while Baaba Deeje went to get some groceries and Hamidah is still sleeping.

I rushed downstairs only to see an elderly woman in her early 40s, 3 boys and behind was Daddy. Then I remembered,they were his wife and children.

"Waalaikums Salaam. Good Afternoon." I greeted them ,squatting beside the woman.

"Afternoon, how're you my dear ?" She replied.

"Fine Alhamdulillah, how was your flight?"

"It was Alhamdulillah, please get up my dear and sit."

I quickly did as she said because my legs were already aching.

After exchanging pleasantries with her, I also exchanged with Daddy and the boys.

"Where is Hamidah ? " Daddy asked as soon as he didn't notice her presence.

"She's in her room sleeping, I'll go get her now."

I ran up to Hamidah's room. I said a Salaam and enter because there wasn't a reply. I heard water drops in the bathroom, I guess she must be bathing. I was about to leave her room when she opened the bathroom door,revealing her with her bathrobe.

"Hamidah, hurry up and come downstairs. Daddy's here. "

"Really ? I'll be down in a jiffy. " she said as she opened her wardrobe to pic a cloth.

I went downstairs and I saw they were already served

I sat down on the sofa close to a boy ,who seems to be the oldest, I guess.

"Heyyy, what's your name ?" I asked him, as I rub his hair.

"My name's Mubaraq. What about you ? "

I smiled.

"My name is Fatima Batoul."

His brothers also introduced themselves. Hamidah , the chatterbox came down and the place became more lively.

He talked a lot, we ate , we also played games.

I wondered how all these could just happen in just one day. Mist especially, Aunty Khadija,she's so the fun type. I didn't know how I happened to open up to her so easily.

She asked me if I was seeing anyone, and without me knowing. I told her everything about him. How we met, the little fights. But I buckled up and I didn't her about His Wife Return. It's like she seems to know I wasn't telling her all and she told me she wasn't going to force me.

She gave me a lot of advises. Which I know could be of help. I just saw a motherly figure in her...

Flashback Ends...

We arrived at the airport late. Hamidah almost missed her flight. I saw her off and bid her goodbye.

I was walking back to the car when my phone rang, checking the caller ID it was Anwar. I just hissed and return the phone in my bag.

Reaching the car, the driver stepped down and open the door, I stopped when I heard my name being called. I turned to see the last person I wanted to see, Faizul Anwar.

He came closer and then took off his shades, and I also took off mine.

"Why are you ignoring my calls ?"

'And why are you following me ?'

"I'm not following you Batoul, I just returned from a business trip."

Shit, I forgot he was overseas.

'Okay,good for you. So, what do you want ?'

"Fatima Batoul, why are you acting this way ? What have I done wrong ? Please tell me. I can't stand all these silent treatments." He said,all sadness and pity in his eyes.

I felt so bad for what I've been doing to him. He hasn't done anything wrong except for not telling me about his so called wife.

I was about to reply him when a car came to halt in front of us,horning very loud. Both doors from the driver's and passenger's flew open, revealing Amirah and his so called wife. The back door opened,revealing Khairii.  Khairii ran towards us and hugged her Dad, totally ignoring me,which was so not like her.

'Heyyy, Khairii. How're you ?' I said, moving towards her.

She ran and hid behind her dad's leg.

"Don't come near me, I don't like you." She said, which left me dumbfounded.

"Khairii, what's wrong with you ?  It's Batoul, can't you see,It's your Mummy." Anwar said ,coming down to her level.

"She's not my Mummy and she'll never be, that's my only Mummy." She said,pointing at her Mum.

"Okay Okay. Enough of all these. Baby , why don't you get in the car and let's leave,you must be tired. " His wife said,directing to Anwar.

Anwar who has been shocked since he saw his wife , and then Khairi's action couldn't even utter a word.

I got in my car and told the driver to drive off. I couldn't believe all this is happening after thinking everything was about to become better.

I got home and went straight to my room. I performed ablution to pray Zuhr and I poured all my heart to the Almighty...

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