I wake up the next morning by the sound of my alarm. I wake kabir up. He performed Wadhu and left for mosque.
Then suddenly I remember Umma was still around my weekend was hell with her around. She informed kabir that Abba will be travelling and both najat and yusuf will be going back to school too. That she will be staying back till Abba returns. I felt sharp object pierced my heart.. I shook out the thought and went straight to the bathroom brushed my teeth, Perform ablution before sauntering out of the bathroom. I prayed to Allah to give me patience, give me children of my own and forgive my mom I pray for my marriage and my family and everything.
When I was done i remain on the prayer mat, when he came back from mosque we both Recite the Quran in uninision and then did our prayers.I went to the kitchen prepared breakfast, then set the table and then go back to my room dress up for work. Kabir was set to and we both walked to dinning I informed Umma. She soon join us for the breakfast.
"good morning Umma " we both greeted
" morning my son how was your night and weekend " she responded not looking at any one
I pretended asif nothing happened and I finished my food....When everyone was done i cleared the table.i picked up my handbag 👜
"habiby I am out, take care of yourself for me pls" I said peeking him
"habibaty take care and be careful " he said
" Umma iam going out but I will be back soon, I only have one case to attend to when iam done i will be coming back home" I said turning to Umma
"story for the gods.... Who cares if you like attend to 1million case..... So if it was your mother this is how you will leave her alone at home with nothing to eat" she fired
"Umma.... Dat why she said she will come back soon " kabir said
"are you her mouth?... Iam talking to you Asrah.... Is this how you think you can be pregnant going out early in the morning......... Hmmmmmmm you see if you are not ready to bear children for my son say it out let him get married to another blessed woman.... I know you want to enjoy ur life for now "
"thank you Umma " I said nd I walked out of the house, drive my car silently to the office. I hardly concentrate on my work I dont even no who to share my problems with.. Raidat is her blood my family is not the best option..When I was done with office work I head to court of appeal to file a motion when I was done. I try starting my car and it is not responding all. I call my mechanic he promised to be there soon.
I sat under the shades of a mango tree. Then saw hurayrah my coursemate at udus coming out from the court. We hugged and greeted it been a while. We gisted everything and nothing. We exchanged numbers. The mechanic came and he informed me he will be taking the car to his work shop. Hurayrah offered to drop me at home. She dropped me off we said our bye bye and she zoomed off.I entered the house with a salam but all I got as a response was...
"Do not do any salam hypocrite... Your mode of dressing does not compromise your deeds.... You are a slut a prostitute..... " umma shouted
"AuzubiAllah umma prostitute " I said with shock
"yes you're a prostitute, so you even have the guts to bring him to your husband's house my own son's house.... You children of now adays have no regards for matrimonial home.... "She fired
" I dont understand what you are saying umma" I managed to say
"you will never understand bloody pretender, useless and shameless woman,..... Oh i said it that was the reason why you don't want to bear any child..... And if you even do I won't let my child train a Bastard in this house..." umma say picking up her phone
"Alo kabiru if you didn't want to meet either my dead body or that of your wife come home right now as I am talking to you "she ended the call
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My Deen MY PROFESSION
General Fictionhightest ranking #27-Arewa 03/03/2019 #261-muslimlovestory 03/03/2019 This book is all about a muslimah who struggles hard not to compromise her Religion for anything and strive hard not to allow her Profession affect her Religion. To know more of...