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- KING'S POV -
"King, you have to go!" A'ishah chastised, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at me.
"I don't feel comfortable leaving you here." I replied, pacing the bedroom.
"You've taken so much leave these past weeks, King. You're going to get let off." She mumbled. "And you know we can't have that right now." She gestured to her belly.
It had been a week since we found out we were pregnant. Throughout the week, I had grown comfortable with the idea. We still had time to prepare for the arrival of baby. Another eight months. Alhamdulillah.
I liked to think of it as almost a year. It made me feel a little less panicked.
We hadn't told anyone yet. I didn't want us to. Not until we went for our check up and made sure everything was okay inshaaAllah.
A'ishah had gotten her first appointment for next week and so until we found out that baby was healthy and doing okay, I made A'ishah promise me not to tell anyone.
Our appointment also happened to fall on our anniversary.
I couldn't believe we had actually been married for an entire year. It felt like so much shorter. Time honestly flies when you're living your best life alhamdulillah.
Over the time of these past three weeks, I had also recovered from my arm injury. We had gone to the hospital yesterday to take my cast off and now, I just had a sling to prevent too much movement.
I was due back at work tomorrow morning, but I was currently fighting with A'ishah about calling and asking for another day off.
After running into Sulayman the other week, I was barely getting any sleep.
I didn't want to leave A'ishah alone. The thought made me uneasy.
Every time I thought about me leaving for work, I would hear his voice in my head whispering to A'ishah that he'd come while I wasn't home.
"You're going to call in sick tomorrow and then what's going to happen the next day, huh?" She questioned me.
"I don't know, A'ishah." I stressed. "All I know is that I don't want you alone."
"King, I'll put the shutters down, the doors and windows will be locked. We can't do anything else, okay!? Just ignore it. We can't uproot our lives because of what he said." She mumbled, looking up to meet my fiery gaze.
"Ignore it? A'ishah I have barely slept a wink these past weeks. I'm even terrified that when I'm asleep he's going to come and harm you, let alone when I'm at work for 10 hours."
A'ishah smiled slightly, raising her hands to my face in an attempt to calm me. "Nothing is going to happen to me, babe. He's just bluffing, I'm telling you." She spoke.
"Bluffing?" I raised my eyebrows, looking down at my arm that was now in a sling before looking back at A'ishah. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and swayed on the balls of her feet as she stepped away. "Okay, so maybe he wasn't entirely bluffing, but, I honestly don't think he knows where we live and he wouldn't hurt me." She said with quick shake of her head, dismissing the thought.
"Why?" I scoffed. "Does he care about you too much to hurt you?" I muttered, rolling my eyes and stepping away from her in frustration.
She furrowed her eyes, looking at me as if asking whether or not I was being serious with my question.
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