Nurul Qalbi

chapter thirty-five

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I managed to calm my breathe and sighed.. Why am i so bothered about this, why should i care, she may be his lover or his sister.. It has nothing to do with me. Its not like am in love with him, but then why am i feeling so tensed and jealous.. I walked out of the room with sultana and met the boys outside..

"hanan.. What is the matter.. Why does it look like you've seen a ghost.. If you are not well we could postpone the trip, its not like they will move anytime soon"..

i shook my head and got into the passenger seat.. He quickly followed suit and strapped the twins in their car seat.. I was so lost in thought i did not even know when we stopped.. Glancing at my surrounding i noticed we were in front of a mall..

"please hanan.. Hope you wont mind me picking somethings for my cousins and my parents?"..

I nodded and he was still standing staring at me.. Was i supposed to do something that i forgot, or did i have something on my face?

"errhm.. I was thinking whether you could accompany me as my friend.. I need a feminine opinion please if you wouldn't mind"..

"okay"..i slipped out of the car and unstrapped the kids.. I held sultan and he carried sultana.. He took a trolley and kept the both of them inside.. How did he know they loved riding on the trolley..i moved the thought at the back of my mind..

He picked some few things and casually asked for my opinions on everything we picked.. I was so absolved in my thoughts and deciding the colour of a wrapper at the same time when sultana started running towards me with a set of barbie tea cup set..in the process ramming into someone.. The persons things fell off and i heard a hiss..

"am so sorry.. She did not mea... " my voice got stuck in my throat..i blanched and became white as a sheet.. It was no other person that her.. My worst nightmare..the person who has terrorized me day after night.. Ruining my childhood..

Sultana quicky started scampering away crying and trying to hold me.. When she grabbed her roughly by her arms..

"are you stupid or blind.. Didnt you see me or did your parent not teach you to apologize to people when you are wrong..where are your useless parents.. They will get a taste of me.. Why give birth to such brats if they cant keep them on a leash"

Sultana pointed at me already shivering and shedding hot tears..

Hot tears started streaking out of my eyes too.. Please let her not recognize me.. Please God not today.. "am sorry ma'am.. It was not intentional"

"wait??... Why do you look so familiar..do i know you from somewhere ?

Suddenly muhammad appeared from behind the aisle "uhmmm... Hanan, this colour really suits yo... what's going on here?

Reality downing on her she spoke.. "oh my God.. The person i have been looking forward to see.. Halima Abdurahman Maina.. wow..if it isnt the little my dad has it all...you have changed.. I almost did not recognize you..i could almost say you look beautiful but no.. Some things never do change..do they?..

"uhmm.. What going on here.. Why are you hurting my wife and kid and by the way who the hell are you?"

"and who is this hottie we got here.. Tsk.. Tsk.. Tsk.. What a pity.. Such beauty like you getting wasted on such nonentity like her.. Comeon.. Dont you want a little taste of this?"..she said gesturing to her body and making obscene actions..

Bile rising up my throat.. I decided enough was enough.."please rakiya..i dont have time for all this.. Am trying to shop for my husband and kids here.. Please.. Act as old as your age"...

"whatt.. What effontery do you have to say such things..it seems all those years you have forgotten who rakiya badmus is.. After all the things i have heard about your marriage.. You killing your husband, flirting with guys, getting ditched on your wedding and somebody taking pity to cover your shame.. And two bastards to take care of.. You talk about maturity.. If i were you i would kill myself and rid the world of a waste like yoursel... "

She did not get to finish when a resounding slap echoed in the hall.. I turned and saw Muhammad landing another on her cheeks.. His eyes were bloodshot..in my few weeks of staying with him, i have never seen him in that state..

"dont.. Do not.. And never speak to my wife like that"..his voice lacing with venom..

"what right do you think you have..a low class girl like yourself..do you think you can match up to her standards.. Hanan is beautiful, compassionate,kind,selfless and one of the strongest woman i ever encountered..she is the best thing that has ever happened to me"..

"stop Muhammad..you dont have to fight my battles"...i spoke with tears streaming down my face..

"no please.. Allow me hanan.. You are my wife.. And i will lay down my life to protect you, your dignity and reputation and that of our kids.. I beat my chest everyday and thank God almighty for granting me hanan.. She is more than what i have ever asked of from God in a woman.. When you have grown up,  mature and acquire senses then you can come let me match your I. Q with that of sultana..just look at you not even ashamed to pick someone your own size.. Picking troubles with little children.. You think you are beautiful with your contorted nose and shapeless body.. Please look at the mirror next time before coming out.. So if you will please excuse me.. I hate the smell of burning plastic"...with that he grabbed me and planted a deep kiss on my lips.. Dragging me and the kids towards the check out station..

"and oh.. Sorry.. Free piece of advice.. Save the planet by covering your self.. The oxone layer suffers from fumes emitting from people like you.. Adios"..

I glanced back and saw her holding her face still rooted to the same spot and holding her cheeks, with tears pooling her eyes.. I never thought i could see this day..tge day where tge almighty rakiya badmus woukd be shown her place.. Alhamdulilah.. He checked out and started the engine.. And we drove away cutting the worst phase of my life forever from me..

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Ramadan mubaraq peeps.. This story is officially a year now.. I never expected it to reach though.. I will try in shaa Allah to finish it before Eid.. Pray for me please

Sahbeerah luvs yhu😘😘😘