"Babe I got you a trainer" Omar dipped himself into the bed making me bounce a bit "What for?" I asked confused "For exercising" He replied in a duh tone "Wow!" I chuckled as he looked at me confused "What are you insinuating?" I asked "What do you mean?" He asked "So now I am a fat cow abi?" I asked "Wait what?" He laughed and looked at me, I only folded my arms and looked him dead in the eyes "I don't mean that at all" He said "It is for your health and the baby" He explained as I rolled my eyes
"You are unbelievable" I stood up to wear my kimono "Babe I..." He stood to hold me "DON'T YOU DARE!" I warned through gritted teeth, he got the hint and withdrew. I was beyond mad, I headed to the living room as he followed behind, switched on the television and surf through the channels but it seemed like luck was not on my side as almost every show was about eating right and exercise. I heaved, tossed the remote and dragged my feet to the kitchen
He followed me and watched me light the stove
"What are you doing?" He asked "None of your business" I smiled as I placed a pot of water on it. He looked at me in dismay, raised his hands in defence and left, he was watching the news and laughing at whatever he finds amusing
"Hahaha.." His laughter echoed "Very immature of him to be trying to get my attention" I thought before I made a drum with the pans and spoons, I made a great deal of noises. At first he stopped laughing, he then increased the volume all the way up as I went to confront him
"What is wrong with you lad?" I asked and snatched the remote from his hand completely switching off the tv. "Lad? You are so unbelievable" He scoffed "Look what a lad did to you" He signalled to my belly as I glare at him and left, I returned shortly and He froze like he had seen a ghost
"What?" I gave him the stink eye "What are you doing with a knife?" He asked seriously as laughter erupted from inside me "What are knives used for?" I smirked "Are we doing this right now?" He asked "Of course it is used for cutting and sometimes hurting" I answered myself, he held his chest and looked at me frightened "Did you not notice the orange in my other hand? Why would I want to cut you?" I asked disappointed "I wouldn't hurt my husband over a meaningless disagreement" I said and left
I checked Ahmad and he was fast asleep, recited some azkhar and rubbed it on his body. I brushed my bed with bismillah at every wipe and laid in bed, wrapped myself up and also recited my azkhar. Omar came in shortly, repeated my procedures and wrapped his hand around which I shook off immediately. He wrapped his arms again and I shook it off
"Man what is wrong with you?" He asked "Nothing" I replied "Can you stop this childish act?" He asked "Ohh wow. You don't acknowledge your wrongs and I'm the immature one?" I said "What is wrong with you Maryam ehn?" He asked "Maryam?" I gasped "Wow!" I chuckled "Can you please stop been like this?" He asked "Apologise" I stated "For what?" He asked confused "For messing with my feelings and calling me a fat cow" I said "What?" He chuckled "I never called you a cow" He said as I looked him dead in the eyes "Okay fine! I am sorry for been an insensitive husband and I apologise for my known and unknown actions and words that might have hurt you" He apologised "Good boy" I smiled and patted his cheeks
"Night!" I said and tucked myself beneath his arm "Good night habibti" He whispered in my ears and pecked my forehead as my cheeks burned a bit "I already have a trainer, just so you know" I said "What? I thought you were mad about me mentioning a trainer just now?" He asked "She is just not a trainer but also a yogi and you know I'd choose yoga a thousand times" I said "Doesn't change anything. Why did you went off on me like that?" He asked furiously as I shrugged "I seriously thought your feelings were involved" He confessed
"Don't look at me like that, blame it on the mood swings" I blurted "You are so unbelievable" He said "I know" I said "Apologise" He demanded "For what?" I asked confused "For making me feel like I was wrong" He said "Good night Omar!" I said and faced the other side of the bed because I know he isn't getting what he is rooting for
An apology. Nope not doing that
I ignored his snarl remarks and jumped to dreamland
I woke up to of course what I've always woken up to. An empty bed, empty house and food reserved and waiting to be chunked down. It was 9:30am, after doing my business and sank in the soft leather pouch and watched movies
Sigh. I am such a princess. I just have to have all of his babies, six? Eight? A dozen? All of his. I was distracted my a knock on the door
"Austin?" I called out knowing so well, I am alone with the gateman in this house "Yes madam" He replied loudly "What is it?" I asked tiredly "Ma you have a guest" He said
A guest? I thought. Who could it be?
"Okay I'm coming" I said as I went upstairs to grab my hijab thinking who it might be. I opened the door and saw Omar's cousin Hameeda, remember that girl that never liked me? Yep it's her. I faked a smile immediately and welcomed her in
"What a pleasant visit! Alhamdulillah for a safe trip" I said as she looked me from head to toe and ignored me, I expected that to be honest. I packed her bags to the guest room as she followed behind, I dropped a bag and left. I wondered why Omar never mentioned her visiting but shrugged it off anyways.
"There's food, should I dish you some?" I asked and ignored I remark of "I don't eat poison" As she left for the room. Who send this girl to me? My enemies are at work
I continued watching my movie and munched on my snack. She returned with a room refreshner and began spraying everywhere
"What is it?" I asked "Can't you see how everywhere is smelling?" She replied... if only I could see smell. I laughed at her response and she got mad, she came right in front of me and sprayed me "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked totally humiliated "I found the source of the stink" She held her nose as I pushed her hand away and walked straight to the room shutting the door behind me. Usually I would start crying but I am too stressed for that and only fell asleep.
I barely slept with the loud music blasting everywhere, I sighed and headed to the parlour. I reduced the volume as she glared at me
"That is so disrespectful" She said "This is an Islamic home" I said "Shut your ass up. You don't pay the bills around here and this isn't your father house" She said as I cringed at her childish comment "This darling is my home, what belongs to my husband belongs to me" I flashed my million dollar smile which I am pretty sure if Omar hadn't walked in, she'd be all up in my face and hair right now, I might be pregnant but I'd still beat her ass
"What's going on here?" Omar asked "Brother welcome" She smiled "What are you doing here?" He asked "I came to visit you guys" She said "With whose permission?" Omar asked as all her hypeness dropped "Who did you tell you were coming to visit huh?" He asked as she battled to come up with an excuse "Pack your things and get out of my house" He ordered
"No baby, she said she had actually called but it wasn't going through and she sent a text yesterday but I didn't see it" I lied, he glared at her as she looked away in embarrassment. He then headed up the stairs as she gave me the stink eye.... So much pain that comes with helping an enemy. She hissed as I walked pass her
*Phew*
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Tales Of Maryam | Completed✔
General Fiction"Dear Lagos, please be kind to me" Maryam whispered after getting over her regrets of choosing Lagos State University as a place of study even though she had applied in various universities. Would she lure into the temptation of her new environment...
