Nurul Qalbi

chapter twenty-four

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As i slowly pried my eyes open i realized i was no longer in the labour room, i have been moved to another room..i glaced sideways and saw my beautiful angels sleeping without any worries in the world..tears began pooling in my eyes..so my children would grow up without a father..how was i going to explain to them that we lost him before they were even past the first trimester, how am i going to console them that he did not even get to see their faces how will i be able to look into their eyes and tell them their father died angry with me.. A lone tear dragged off the side of my cheeks...slowly i felt a thumb wiping it away..

I did not even notice that someone was in the room with me..it was yaya muhammad..

"Uhmm yaya..i never knew you were here"..

"Yes..mama took your mother and mother in law home to rest, so i thought to stay back not wanting to leave you alone in case you woke up and needed something or your babies did"...

I slowly nodded my head and adjusted my blanket..

"Hanan, please do not kill yourself over this, you now have two treasures to keep you company..what would ever be better than that..if you continue like this..postpartum depression might catch up with you..this children already have more than four families famzing over them..me personally is taking one cutie with me"...he flashed a smile..

I manage to spread out a smile and let out a sigh..an eerie awkward silence broke through the room..if a pin were to drop you would hear it miles away..i could see yaya Muhammad shifting awkwardly in his chair..

"Uhmm..have the children been named yet"..i broke the silence..

"No..we were actually thinking you had a name suggested for them and we did not know who you wanted to perform the ritual on them"..he replied

"You..ehmm sorry..(it looked like i sounded desperate)..you could do it since daddy is at abuja and i would really like my children to emulate someone like you"..i looked down

I could see blush creeping up his face.."ermm ok..so what names do you wish to give them"...

"I dont know..maybe you could look for any meaningful name for them.."

Ok..he took something from atop the counter and popped into his mouth he carefully carried the first baby guessing it was the girl since she was covered in a pink shawl.. He recited the adhan into her right ear and the iqamah into her left ear then proceeded  pour the dates into her mouth..he completed the ritual and dropped her..he then picked up the boy clad in a blue shawl and repeated the same procedure..he gave him to me and picked up the girl..sitting down he beamed a smile..

"Zahra..beautiful zahra"..he cuddled her..she stirred in her sleep like someone who knew she was been praised..

"My heart skipped a bit...ummm..what did you name him"..i pointed at the baby i was holding..

"Haba dont tell me you have not yet figured already.. If she is zahra then he must be.."

"Zahradeen.. My zahradeen"...i finished it for him..an unknown joy welling up inside me..God bless you yaya Muhammad.. This was a dream come true..i could not contain my happiness.. I was ecstatic..smiling like an idiot

"About time you figured that out..am gonna call this beauty sultana..queen..the queen of our heart"..

"Hahaha..preference.. Oya kill yourself..he is also sultan..the king of my heart..i laid a kiss on his forehead..and at that moment he chose to start crying..

"See the person you are calling king..cannot even compose himself.. Abeg please do something before he wakes up sultana"..

I cuddled him but he would not stop..realizing only one thing a blush slowly crept up my face..yaya Muhammad much to my dismay understood what i had to do..he carefully dropped her in her crib..scratched the back of his head and headed for the door..

"Emmm...i will be outside if you need anything and please make him keep quiet people like me and sultana needs peace and quiet"...

I smiled and brought him close to my bosom and started breastfeeding him..after breastfeeding him, i took a picture of him and sultana and sent it to walida, salmah and fauziyya.. #zahra and zahradeen aka sultan and sultana..aren't they so cute😘

A while later the door swung open and in came mummy, anty Asma'u and mamah..mamah quickly rushed to my side and grabbed my hands kissing them and sobbing..

"Alhamdulilah habibaty..i was so worried sick about you..when they told me you went into labour i just had to come down here..fauziyya also wanted to come but i stopped her"..

Anty asma'u and mummy just kept staring at us..when mummy was much calm she picked up sultan and kissed his fore head..

"Hanan..how are you feeling..we saw Muhammad outside he was the one that informed us you were awake and that little angel was making so much noise..he was just gushing about..sultana..i think..that's what he called her"...mummy beamed a smile

"What did u name them habibaty"..mamah spoke

"Zahrah and zahradeen.. But yaya Muhammad said we are to call them sultan and sultana"...i muttered slowly

"Masha Allah habibaty..am so happy right now..i knew you would always remember him..thank you for bringing zahradeen back to me again..with an additional angel to always keep me happy"..mamah gushed

After being properly checked i was finally out of the hospital..going back home..mamah and mummy went back to Abuja..i spent one week in kano before anty Asma'u decided it was time for me to go back home..yaya Muhammad was always a helping hand..especially to sultana..he would not allow anyone to carry her..he was always with her even when he comes back from work..

He also offered to drive us back to kano..i wanted to go by road and have a little time to get my head together..the drive with yaya Muhammad was so much fun..i did not feel the fatigue at all..

As we slowly entered abuja i decided that at this juncture i was ready, to start a new life, to get my past behind me, to face my fears, to forge ahead, spread my wings and aim for the sky..i just hope it was easier said than done

I glanced at yaya muhammad and smiled knowing with him everything would be alright..he looked at me and smiled..

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Dont get confused..mummy is hanans mother, while mamah is her mother in law..
P.s: is anyone thinking what am thinking?

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