Ahmad walked into the room rummaging through his wife's bag, but still unable to find it.
"It's in the bag i used this morning. The black bag."
Humming the new song by wizkid 'no stress'. He walked back into the closet to take his orbit.
Opening the bag, he rummaged through it for a while, until he sighted it. With a smile of success, he took it out but that was when a white paper caught his eyes. Curiousty they say killed the cat and Ahmad was about to get his heart shattered.
He opened the paper while popping an orbit into his mouth. The first thing that caught his eyes was Nizamiye Hospital. Nizamiye Hospital? And then the name Aysha Al Qassim. For a while he was worried. Was she sick? But then why did she went to another hospital?
His eyes skimmed through the paper, reading everything and feeling every part of his heart breaking. His eyes instantly filled with tears. At that moment Aysha ran in her eyes wide and frantic.
"What is this?"
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Aysha was quiet. She couldn't speak for the life of her. Ahmad found out and sent had no words to tell him it was true.
"Aysha answer me!" He yelled out. Tears dropping from his eyes. "What the fuck I this?"
Stagering backwards. Aysha palmed her mouth to stop the loud sobs from coming out. "I'm sorry." She whispered.
"Please tell me it's not true." He moved forward holding her shoulders and shaking her. "Please tell me you didn't abort my child."
But Aysha didn't say why. Just muttering. "I'm sorry." Over and over again.
With a cry of sadness and frustration. Ahmad made his way to the floor, clutching the paper with one hand and beating his chest with the other.
"Why?" He finally whispered. Eyes locked to the floor. Why on earth will you abort our child?"
"I'm sorry. I..I just don't want a child now. I mean it's going to be a nuisance. I just got promoted, I don't want a child to spoil my shine. Its good and you will get to know in the future that this strong was a good one..."
Slap!
Ahmad neither knew when he made his way to Aysha or when he slapped her. All she knew was she's a bitch. A heartless bitch. How could she even feel remorse for aborting her own flesh and blood. How heartless could she be?
"You make me sick! Wallahi you're heartless, you know there's nothing I want more than anything in this world than to hold my child in my arms. Who the fuck cares about you job? If being a mnagee is so damn important to you I could have easily opened a company or you. You just killed someone that could be our way to Jannah for this temporary Dunya?" He looked scary, so scary that Aysha couldn't utter a word in fear that he will pounce on her.
Ahmad couldn't be a violent person, especially that beats his wife but circumstances are him the way he was at that moment.
"I ...I really despise you at this moment. He spat out and walked out of the room not bothering to close the door. The sound of his car roaring as he zoomed out of the house.
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Ahmad drove the busy streets of Maitama, hating the way it was so slow. He swirlved and entered the highway leading to Gwarinpa. His heart pounding, eyes red.
He was willing to wait until Aysha ready to have his child but he never assume it will lead to abortion.
His eyes was ringing and it wasn't the first time that night. Ibrahim was busy calling and he could bet anything that it was about the surgery they would do.
The time read eleven p.m but Ahmad still didn't show down. Without knowing it he jammed into a car. His mind blanked out for a moment and then his eyes dropped
He could feel the impact of cars hitting into his but unable to do anything. He couldn't move a muscle.
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Another edited chapter. Will update more soon.
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SpiritüelCompleted ✔ Aysha Al Qassim is the aftermath of a home robbery. Tragedy robbed her of her Father's love and stole her voice before she had the chance to speak out. The court released the culprit, and the guilty were set free. She was motivated...
