Drifting Apart ✔

20 || ABBORTION (EDITED)

"Breakfast in bed for the new managing director." Ahmad exclaimed, walking into the room with a tray filled with food.
He looked at his gorgeous wife and picked her lips.

"Good morning boss lady." He greeted brushing away her hair that was covering her eyes.

'Good morning babyn boss lady. When did you came back? I slept off waiting for you." She questioned, sitting up and stretching her arms. Ahmad looked at her, his gaze fixed on her chest. Moments like that makes him want to ditch work and spend the whole day in bed with her.

"I'm sorry, I had to perform a surgery yesterday, a car accident, it was very fatal, took us six hours but Alhamdulillah the guy survived." He explained.

"Thanks for the breakfast baby. Let my brush my teeth." She appreciated making her way to the bathroom.

'Make sure you perform ablution too." He called out  just as she entered the bathroom.

"How did you know I haven't prayed yet?" She peeped out, surprise edged on her voice.

Ahmad grinned. He knows his wife more than anybody and he knows for a fact that only him can wake her up for Fair.

  "My secret." He winked. "Now hurry up before the omelette gets cold."

"Thank you." She yelled just as she closes the door.
With a shake of his head. He fell down on the bed with a thud.

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"Are you not going to work today?" Aysha asked her husband. Although she was not going. She wanted him out of the house so she would be able to go for her appointment at the hospital.

"I am. I just want to waste a few minutes. Perks of being the boss." He winked. She smiled at her husband childish behavior before she stood up and walk into the closet to find something to wear.

She pulled out a beige coloured palazzo pants and a white long sleeved top. A white Hijab to match it up with black flats and a bag.

When she walked out. Ahmad did a double take. She looked gorgeous that he knows but couldn't help but feel jealous for what she was wearing. She is his wife and he don't appreciate her walking out with all her curves showing. He decided to make her change in a way  that wouldn't anger her.

"Ohh, look at that, my wife looks smashing. Give me a twirl baby." And she did. "Ohh look at ass. He complemented. "You look beautiful baby but I feel like something is missing." He tapped his chin to make it seem like he's thinking of something. With a grin he exclaimed. "I got it!" And then he went to her closet, found a jacket went straight to her knees. It was black so she couldn't complain that the colour smashed.

"Here, try this on." He slipped it under her arms and let out a whistle. "Damn, my wife is trying to kill me before my time." She laughed out loud.

"Thanks for the compliment hubby. I have to go now." She kissed his cheek and then went out.

Ahmad looked at her. There was something different a out his wife. She was glowing and for some reasons her bosom felt larger than yesterday. He shrugged it off as earning a few extra pounds.

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"Welcome Mrs Quresh. Please sit. Doctor Habib will be with you shortly." A nurse welcomed Aysha ams with a nod she sat down in one of the chair like couches and crossed her legs.

Her hand closed together. She was anxious and nervous at the same time. She was about to do it. Abortion her baby.

Million of thoughts ran through her head. What would Ahmad do when he found out? Divorce her? Oh please not divorce. Anything but divorce.

"Mrs Quresh?" A middle aged man walked in the office. He had on a lab coat and a stethoscope around his neck. "I'm doctor Habib. So I understand you're here for an abortion?" He went straight to the point and she nodded. She was so pathetic. She couldn't even say the word out loud.

"Why, if I may ask?" He asked. "I mean it's obvious you're married."

"Look doctor. I signed up for an abortion not interrogation. Are you going to help me or not?" She snapped.

She was already on edge and him poking his nose on her business angered her to another level.

"Oh, I'm going to help you. I was just curious." He smiled and stood up.
"Well if you're ready. We can proceed."

With a sigh and quivering lips. She stood up and walked into the room opposite the doctors office. Where she was asked to change into a patients gown and asked to sign a confirmation form. A few anesthesia and she was out like a fly.

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Loud sons left her body. She was shaking and heaving so much that the nurses feared she might be convulsing.

"If you didn't want to abort the child. Then why did you? Or were you forced by your husband?" One of the nurses asked.

They were trying to comfort her as immediately she woke up, she bursted into tears. The impact of what she did weighted down on her.

She just killed her baby. Hers and Ahmad's baby.

With a sigh, she cleaned her eyes and cleared her voice. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern." And then she stood up. Went and changed her clothes, made her say to the cashier and collect her receipt.

"Here, take this to the pharmacy and collect the drugs. The cashier said.

"They will help the pain." She nodded and did as she was told.

It's official. She just killed her child.
As she walked down the hallway, she felt like everybody was talking about her.

"She just killed her child."

"What a horrible mother."

"I hope she dies soon."

With a sob. She ran out, got into her car and dialed the one person always there for her.

"Hello Dina! I just made the biggest mistake of my life."

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Another edited chapter. Please bare with me. Will be done soon.
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