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hello my precious..soo some of you tagged me in an award which i never knew about until now, i was so happy to my bone marrow😁😁it really means you were enjoying the story..you dont know what am talking about?..THE RAHMA AWARDS 2018 is the deal...if you are a fan of this book, whether direct or indirect 🙈i would literarily die of joy if you took time to nominate this book and also VOTE FOR IT..under the category of readers choice awards and best Muslim romance award and maybe the multi genre award category..i know you might have other books in mind but can you create a little space for Hanan..please add the book THE RAHMA AWARDS 2018 to your library and check it out..nominate under these categories and when time for voting comes...please show them how crazy haleemah can be🙏🙏..i know you guys wont fail me
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The pains were unbearable.. The only thing i could remember was yaya Muhammad picked me up to the car..i couldn't care less..anty Asma'u was reciting lot of dua..i on the other hand....lets say..pray for me..
We finally got to the hospital, i was quickly wheeled into the labour room with anty Asma'u hot on our heels..the nurses poked and protruded their fingers on my stomach and checked whether i was dilated..anty asma'u came to my bedside squeezing my hands urging me to pray..
It was suppose to be him, he promised..he promised he would be there when we were birthing our child..i cried, not tears of pain due to the labour but due to heart ache..i missed him..after a while the nurses agreed i was fully dilated..now the war began..
'Hanan push..take a deep breath and push'..anty asma'u urged me..
Ya Allah was this how all women felt when birthing their children.. God bless mother..i promised to seek for forgiveness from mummy immediately i went back home for all the pains and troubles i caused her..
'Please ma stop pushing..it seems the baby is abridged..its coming with it buttocks instead of its head'..a nurse spoke
Huh..i have heard of this scenario's.. No..no..no..i wanted to stop pushing but i could not, the pains were so unbearable..
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RomantizmPlease abbah..i dont want to do this..my life would come to an end..mamah please..anty zulaihat please talk to abbah..i dont want to go..she broke down in tears ************************************** So be patient.. Indeed the promise of Allah is th...