Nurul Qalbi

chapter thirty - seven

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"i met Aisha while i was in year two in the University..she was in her year one then..i approached her the first day i saw her because of her calm demeanor and beautiful smile.. At first she was apprehensive but she later opened up to me and we became the high school sweetheart"..he chuckled reavealing his perfectly arranged teeth..

"when i was in my final year.. I had to approach for her hand in marriage because she was the best thing that happened to me.. I was so ecstatic when they granted me her hand..we got married and we lived life like it would never end.. This notion that when you get married all the love will get wiped away was not there.. Noo.. We had an almost perfect marriage.. Whenever we had a misunderstanding she always apologize even when i was in the wrong.. She treated my family like hers.. I got so attached to her i couldnt spend more than a day without her in my arms"..he fell silent for a minute, i could imagine what he was going through.. opening an old sore..

"well.. As Allah would have it..in the second year of our marriage.. Aisha put to bed and gave me another course of happiness.. Noor was my everything..my life was complete and i felt nothing could go wrong till that very cursed day that ruined my entire life and living"..i could feel his body go rigid..the vein of his head ticking like a bomb waiting to be unleashed to destruction...

"you know Muhammad.. I think if you are not ready we could skip to another day.. Am here all the time you know"...i said softly

"no hanan.. It is best i get over it and live my life.. I dont want my past to hinder my present and my future..just give me a minute to collect myself"

I continued stroking his hair in an assuring way and massaged his temples at the same time..

"Noor was three years old and we decided for her birthday to spend our vacation at Yankari game reserve in bauchi.. It was the perfect holiday for us.. I decided to drive us personally to enjoy every moment of it..we had a fun holiday season.. We wanted staying back there till noor resumes school but as Allah would have it.. Aisha's mother fell ill they said she needed to be operated upon and we had to go back home early.. "...i know we have gotten to the peak of the story because i could hear his voice breaking and his eyes threatening to spill out the fluids in them..

"because of the way i was so attached to her mom.. I decided to drive immediately and it was already maghrib.. Aisha warned me.. Noor cried but it fell on deaf ears.. I got angry at her.. Thinking she was being irrational..i never knew she foresaw her death.. I caused her death hanan and my poor baby.. I had never refuse her anything but that night i shouted at her and her tears still haunts me till the present day.. I drove and drove without even stoping.. Aisha was angry at me but why would i care.. I was clouded with emotions.. I was lost in my thoughts that i did not know... "

"no you did not Muhammad.. It was her time to leave and there was nothing you could have done to stop it from happening..kullu nafsin za'ikatil maut.. Every soul shall taste death..May Allah have mercy on her soul..

He kept quiet and i knew he was crying..i have never imagined someone loving his family this way.. I slowly rose his head from my laps and hugged him.. I wiped away his tears and pecked his forehead.. "i am always here for you buddy".. Hearing that he smiled and drank a glass of water..

"i did not know when i hit a boulder laid in the middle of the road.. I should have known..there were no cars on the road and anyone we happen to pass by would give me a double signal.. But i ignored the signs..and we walked right into them.. I could still remember quite vividly..Armed robbers.  They were 12 of them and 9 were hausa..i started supplication but it was already late.. They dragged us out of the car and made us lie down.. After collecting our valuables..they told us to get into the car and drive away.. I was happy the let us go.. I wanted starting the ignition of the car when one stopped me.. I can remember his face.. He had a scar running through his head..

(from here it would be from their perspective dont get confused)

"kai baba.. Wannan babe ta min fah.. Yakamata in dan dana ai (baba.. I like this babe.. I should get a little taste of her)

I felt bile rising in my throat..thoroughly disgusted.. I could not switch on the engine my hands were shaking.. Aisha on the other hand clutched noor and was shedding tears supplicating all she could..

"baba mai kace.. Oga kaima fah kana kwapsa min fah.. " (oga you like discouraging me) after his boss obviously denied him..

"Dan Allah kuji tsoron Allah ku kyale mu" Aisha spoke.. (fear Allah and let us go)

I heard a slap.. Their leader a lanky guy of not more than twenty seven came forward.. "yar shegiya.. Kya nuna mana tsoron Allah?..ai tsoronshi mukeji ba ke ba shiyasa muka kyale ku da dan matsiyacin dubu saba'in da muka samu...dan na nace a kyale ki?...toh sauko" ..he said dragging me..
I tried stopping him but was butted with a gun and four of them held me down.. (stupid girl. would you show us the fear of God?..its him we are scared of not you after giving us a miserly amount of seventy thousand...is it because i asked him to let you go?.. Oya come down)

And that was how Aisha was raped in turns by them.. She wasn't moving and i had cried my eyes out.. Supplicating begging Allah to let us out of this calamity.. Noor had cried her lungs out after seeing the gory scene they made her watch.. Sick psychos.. When the person holding her got tired of her cries.. And wanted to also get a taste of my beloved wife.. He slapped her and threw her away.. She hit her head on a tree and that was all.. There was a pool of blood forming under her.. I did not know what came over me but i pushed all the people holding me down..i did not know who to run to.. Aisha or my Noor.. It was then i heard the siren approaching..then i heard it..a gunshot and all i could remember was seeing the lifeless body of the two most valuable people of my life..

When he stopped..i was already soaked in tears.. Ya Allah.. He went through alot and was still standing strong..we hugged ourselves and cried.. Nobody trying to comfort the other...

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