Kaneez - A wife of his duties

1. A moppet is born

Chapter: I

A Moppet Is Born

He heard a child crying inside the room. He stumbled around the twilight of the shuttered room, unable to see where he was going.

'Mubarak ho! Beti hoi hai, wo bhe dosri, (Congrats! You blessed a girl baby, the second one,) Haleema said to Ahmed when he entered the room unconsciously, indifference showing in her body language.

Ahmed smiled, he smiled once again. The second time it was upsetting. Ahmed saw his first wife. 'I am blessed, I am sanctified and it is mercy upon me once again in the face of this lil princess.' He looked up at his lil princess without changing his position. 'Her name is Fatima,' Ahmed declared. He held Fatima in his lap. 'Fatima binte Ahmed.'

Ahmed's first wife, Aaima saw her baby in her father's lap, a slow grin playing across her lips.

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'Don't you forget, why I let you to take the second marriage,' Haleema hissed, angriness showing in her body language.

As Ahmed entered into Haleema's room, she showed her angriness.

Ahmed spread his lips. He sat on the chair. 'I think you have forgotten,' he interrupted.

'Don't you take the second marriage for hoping a son?' Haleema asked. She saw her husband still spreading his lips.

'No!' Ahmed mumbled. He raised a brow. 'I am so glad and praying for the third daughter. I'm follower of Holy Prophet (PBUH) and will happy to have four daughters. When it would be, I will so happy to fulfil the Sunnah.'

Haleema seated beside Ahmed. 'I know....I know it would be so happiness for you to bless four daughters but don't you think a son...a son will support you when you will be an old man.' She expounded.

'I had a son. A little baby(said emphatically), an innocent child that was playing in my ground. I felt happy. I really felt happy,' Ahmed muttered slowly. He seemed very emotional. Sadness showed in his words.

Haleema got deject. Tears flowed on her cheeks. She missed her son badly. Haleema has only one daughter - Inayat. Then she blessed a son. He was one and half year old when he died. So Haleema wanted that Aaima give birth a boy baby so that she got her son back.

'But I lost...I lost him.' Ahmed started to mumble after some time. He took some time to preserver.

'But Ahmed...' Haleema wiped her tears, trying to say something.

Ahmed stood up. 'Haleema, my dear begum,' He opened a desk drawer. 'whatever Allah Almighty will bless me, I will accept with my fully blissful. Either it is son or daughter.' Ahmed took out some papers from the drawer. 'Don't forget that why you allow me for the second marriage,' He said. Took those papers along with and leaving the room.

'I have remembered why I allowed.... uh! Why I arranged your second marriage myself,' Haleema grumbled with herself, lonely in her room. 'But still in my heart, a sorrow have left with leaving my son.' She bemoaned the fact that she lost her son.

A flashing scene emerged in front of her.

She traversed a big gate that is made by wood. It has been designed with dexterity. After crossing the gate, a beautiful garden gave a winsome smile at the face of incoming person involuntary. Between two sides of garden she was crossing at the path with light-hearted, looking at house similar mansion in front of her.

'Haleema..!' Someone had called her.

'Yes,' she whispered unconsciously and turned-back.

'how's you? Where were you? Didn't you miss us?' Mariyah asked at a time.

Haleema smiled. 'I was missing you too much Bibi, I always miss you, even want to live with you rest part of my life and will take care of you.' Haleema looked around herself to the greenish garden. 'and will take care of this Dargah.' She beamed as she told Mariyah the news.

'I'm so glad,' Mariyah said with joy. 'What about your mahram?' she asked.

Mariyah is gaiety type of lady. She is wife of Peer.

'Why I've came here?' she uttered. 'to find the solution of this.' She grinned fully.

'Hazoor!' she muttered, sit on the ground in front of Hazoor peer. 'I want to take my husband second marriage.' She started to explain. 'I'm old now and didn't give my hubby much happiness, just a daughter and sorrow of son.' She said upsetting.

'Don't be upset. This is exam of Allah Talha.' Hazoor peer exclaimed.

After the brief conversation of Haleema and Mariyah, Haleema went inside the house. To do why she had come.

'Sorry Hazoor, I just want to give my husband happy. I'm tired to give him myself that's why I set up to take his second marriage.' She explained. 'Do you set up Ahmed's marriage?' She asked and looked Hazoor saen questioningly glance.

Hazoor saen started thinking. He wore white loose shirt and trousers, sit on the ground peacefully.

'Let me look up a good girl for Ahmed.' After thinking, he said.

Haleem came outside. She heard someone was talking with Mariyah. She seemed new one.

'Bhai wanted that I live with them but I refused. I've two options die or live with you,' she said, sit down on the floor. Mariyah sit together with her.

'You did right Aaima,' Mariyah said and took hand on her shoulder.

Haleema was looking them silently.

'Come Haleema,' Mariyah called Haleema when she saw her to stand there.

'Jee Bibi!' Haleema nodded.

'Aaima beta, go and bring two cups of tea.' Mariyah ordered, her voice slow.

'Jee pupho!' Aaima said and leaving the hall where they sit.

'She is my niece, Aaima,' Mariyah said, tried to remove the confusion of Haleema that seemed on her face.

'hmm...' Haleema nodded.

'Her husband has died. Now she is alone, no children and no one else expect me.' Mariyah explained to Haleema. 'Ah, yeah! Her brothers are alive but they wanted to sell-out her like a non living thing,' she said regrettably.

'oh..' Haleema regretted.

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'Amma....!' Inayat called briskly, came into the room quickly and broke the flashing scene of Haleema that she emerged.

'What happened beta?' Haleema asked to Inayat as she entered the room.

'I thought my dream will fulfil, my broken dream,' Inayat said sadly. 'and my brother will return but no, he will never come.'

'Inayat....!' Haleema interpreted with lividity. 'Don't be displeasure! Trust on Allah Almighty. He will bless.' She told her straightaway.

Inayat got relax as compare to prior.

'And why you come again and again? Don't have your own house to be settled?' she had remembered abruptly.

Inayat embarrassed, slowly downed her head.

'Chotty saen was thinking you have come here in very hurry just because to hear the news of your sister has born.' Haleema got angry.

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'Meri shehzaadi! (My moppet)' Aaima whispered, hold Fatima on her lap. She was falling sleep peacefully.

But a lil princess' peace is broken by Inayat.

To be continued!

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