All The Way From Home

chapter 38

Mubaraks pov

Firdaus left home in a hurry saying she had to be at the brides place on time. I promised her I'd call when i was back from the mosque . I wanted to go for the daurin aure ( knot tying)

I've been doing everything possible to see she doesn't know what's wrong with me and thankfully its been that way

She left a sticky note on the refridgerator

" in case you get hungry while I'm away . I cooked some lasagna and made some strawberry pie
I hope you'll like it and don't miss me too much 😉"

I chuckled after reading the note and took the strawberry pie out of the fridge with a glass of water on my other hand

I took a fork and cut a slice from the pie and i couldn't help but thank Allah for blessing me with Firdaus

Her food always tastes so delicious

Just then my head started to hurt so much i fell off the stool I was sitting on

"Innalilahi waina illaihi rajiun "
I kept on repeating while trying to get my medicine upstairs

I finally reached half of it then collapsed due to the pain in my head . The glass cup fell with a loud sound and broke with pieces scattering everywhere

I tried so hard to get to my medicine and Alhamdullilah I got to the room

"Ahhhh"
I held my head really tight while reciting some dua's
And before I knew it everything became black

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Firdaus's pov

"He has a very severe brain tumor and I'm sorry to say , the chances of saving your husband is very low"

The doctors word kept on repeating in my head over and over again

Mubarak has a brain tumor?
How ? When ?
I couldn't bear the thought of him leaving me and I started to cry

I was sitting in the waiting room while he was being operated

I couldn't explain how I was feeling. I felt numb , like I was empty inside.
Mubarak hasn't been what i really wanted my husband to be but oh God, I just loved him so much

How will I be able to live without him?

I was shaken from my thoughts by Ammi

Ammi?

"Ammi "
I quickly stood up then hugged her tightly while crying really hard
I really couldn't hold it anymore

"Mu..Barak amm..mmii "
I say through my sobs while she was rubbing my back softly

"I know Firdaus , I know. It's going to be fine in shaa Allah "

I still continue to cry then she pulls me from the hug

"You should calm down Firdaus, you're pregnant "

It was then that it dawned on me . My poor baby
My poor baby will be an orphan if Mubarak doesn't make it

I cried even more when i thought of it then i felt another hand dragging me

My eyes were so blurry with tears then i noticed it was Mubaraks mum

"Umma"
I call her and hug her too. From the looks she's also cried a lot
I can imagine how it feels for her . Losing a husband and then her one and only boy is being operated with low chances of survival

"Firdaus in kina kuka I'll keep on crying too . Please stop crying kinji koh ?"

I raised my head up and gave her a light nod then she gave me a small smile and pat my lightly on my back

It was later that I noticed almost half of the family was around to see Mubarak
Ruqqayah and halima later came too. And I'm really glad they did , I needed thier support

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I was sitting with my eyes wide awake waiting for any news about Mubarak
Good news to be precise . I don't even want to think of him leaving
I don't think I'll be able to take the news even tho I know every soul shall taste death , I just wanted to see him one more time . I wanted to tell him how much i love him

I want us to raise our baby together

I lightly rubbed my stomach and I couldn't help but notice how big its become now

I turned and looked at the door and as if my mind got read , a doctor came out of it walking towards us while everyone stood up waiting for the news

Ya Allah
Innalilahi waina illaihi rajiun
My heart was beating so fast at the moment

"Mrs Mubarak "
I quickly got out of the family crowd and stood in front of him

Then he gets into his office and I took it as I should follow him

"I must say , your husband really is a fighter . He survived it and this is a very rare case because it's a grade 3 . Usually grade 1 can be cured and completely healed but when it gets to grade 2 it grows and spreads which resulted to his grade 3"

Mubarak is alive ?
I couldn't explain the happiness I felt. My eyes became watery because of how happy I was

"But there's something else "
My heart fell and I waited for what he'd say

"He's still not awake and he'll be I the coma . It'll take a lot of time for him to be completely okay I'm afraid, it'll take weeks or months and depends on how his system works and kicks "

I felt really sad when i heard this . We still don't have him completely

I left his office to go check on Mubarak
I told everyone what he said and his mum burst out crying . I really felt for her

We visited him one by one and I wanted to see him really bad but gave his mum an offer as she's his mother

I got in and the first thing I noticed was a whole lot of tubes connected to his face,hand ,and nose with a heart beat monitor beeping loudly

I sat down close to him and touched his face ,I didn't know when i hugged him lightly and started to cry

I kept on talking hoping he'd wake up and reply me ,but it was just him with hands lying sideways,lying straight and an oxygen mask on his face

"You know it's strange how love works , when we were in Paris you were so annoying I just didn't want to talk to you anymore. You started to act so strange towards me when we got back ...."

I raised my head from his chest and looked at him with tears rolling down

"You did it all for a reason . You were trying to save me from being too hurt because you thought you were dying at it was no use of me loving you "

"I knew it wasn't possible for you to say those words to me the other day you said i was just an experiment "

"How did I not know you were sick ?"
"How?"

I kept on crying then i held his hand

"I'm so sorry Mubarak but please don't leave me "

"Here "
I held his hand and touched my stomach lightly

"Your baby "
"Our baby "
I said while smiling a little bit

"The baby needs you "

I felt someone grab my shoulder then turned to see Ammi with her eyes pleading me to stop crying

She suggested I go back home and get some rest but I insisted on staying . Umma later got in and said it was an order and there's no buts , I should really get back home and visit tomorrow

The driver came after some minutes and i got into the car doing just like my two mum's ordered

I'll come to visit as soon as possible tomoroow in shaa Allah

I'll be back to see you my my Mubarak