LIFE OF AN HEIRESS

Chapter 13

Nasir's pov

Being a dad, that's something I've always wanted to experience and I've gotta say it's one of the hardest things to do. My son has been home for about 2 weeks now, his naming ceremony was held  a week back and we named him Imam. I chose the name for him, it's a name I've always loved and admired.

I'd sometimes stare at him for a long time, I love him so much. He made me happy, just knowing he existed.

Thennnnn.... There's the other side , the side of not being able to get a goodnight rest for days, I looked horrible becasue that boy always chose to wake up at the wee hours of the night. Hannatu was always tired and recovering so I had to be the one to wake up and get him back to sleep, which never work as early as I'd like it to. It was always a hustle.

The worst part was the guests, a lot of people visit frequently. Hajar and azeemah have been here the whole time, there was no US time anymore and it was getting to me. I needed more time with my wife and son and we didn't have that, I decided to talk to hannatu about it. After all they were her sisters.

"so you want them to leave?"

I nod "yes, we've barely had some time together. I know they help with somethings but we can get a house help and nanny." she stares at me for a while before she finally nod

"okay fine, I'll tell them later on and see when its appropriate for them to leave." I smile at her and hold her hand

"you look so happy, look at your mouth" she pokes my lips and smiles brightly

Hannatu's pov

"so you're basically throwing us out of your house" azimah said glaring at me

"no! That's not it at all. Its just....... I haven't been spending time with Nasir, I'd like to do that more."

Ya hajar nod "you have a point, we've overstayed our visit. My husband called earlier, he wants me to come home."

"ugh excuses, excuses. But fine we'll live in two days. The house is so boring, it's just I and mama. Baba basically lives at his office so I barely see him, it's so lonely" her sad words and puppy dog eyes almost got to me

"who are you trying to fool? you're rarely at home. You've been staying at your best friends place, you think I don't know? Think again." hajar replied shaking her head

"whatever, y'all gotta start visiting mama. She looks sad and depressed. She might have not been good to us but she's still our mother, I don't want something to happen to her. I'm worried" we all gave each other glances, silently agreeing to it

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Arriving at mama's I looked around, the house looked dead. It was like no one was living in it, quite and almost depressing.

We were quick to go in and upstairs, we found mama In her room laying down watching TV. She looked like she lost some weight, and I felt a bit guilty cause the last time I saw her was during imams naming ceremony.

"you've lost weight" yaa hajar said in a gloomy voice

"so I've heard, I'm okay though" she replied chuckling

"cut it out, what's really wrong with you?" azeemah mumbled sounding worried

"nothing serious just ulcer, I'll be fine really. And when did you  start caring? It doesn't suit you." I could she she was trying to divert the conversation to a different one.

"you should have told us at least, did you take something for it at least?" she nod at me

"how is my grandson?" she asked with a huge smile.

"he's doing well, I just let his dad deal him cause he prefers him. But I have my days when he holds on to me."

"i bet, well you should eat something. You Girls look thin except hannatu, you've gained weight" my sisters laugh at me while I pout, why does she have to be mean?

We talked about everything, had a good laugh and even made fun of azimah

"I'm proud of you, you've finally got yourself as good life. I've always been worried, you and your dad are so much alike. No matter how much you love him we both know your dad is not a good person, he's selfish and Inconsiderate. I used to think you'd turn out like him, but you seem to take a better chance at life. Don't lose what you have now hannatu, you've never look as happy as you do right now" I nod with tears in my eyes, I should be happy right? Why do I feel grief instead?

"mama is right, I know after you've had imam you give me this look. Especially when you hold him, don't pity me or feel bad for me. Everything has its own time and  my time isn't now." ya hajar hold onto my hand an gave me a reassuring smile

"ugh why are things getting all emo? Nope I'm not gonna cry." azimah whined as she walks out of the dinning room wanting to hide the tears in her eyes that we've already seen, we all burst into laughter at her childishness.

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After a heavy lunch at mama's, I decided to go home. On entering I found Nasir holding Imam as he and Hussain were going crazy over their football match, I shook my head before going to hug my husband, I kissed my sons head before heading upstairs. I checked my phone opening the email my dad sent me, I felt tears in my eyes. I don't want to, I don't wanna lose him. But if I don't destroy him he'll try to take baba down, and family always comes first.

I close my eyes as I send the necessary info baba nedded 'I'm so so sorry Nasir, I hope you forgive me someday'.

Another chapter this one is short though, hope you enjoy it. This book is almost coming to an end, 4 to 5 chapters more.

V/S/C