CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

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Basma couldn't keep her calm this past days because of how Muhammad and jawahirs love is blossoming like a flower,she couldn't take it anymore,the medicine hajiya gave her is not working she just can't figure out why on top of all whenever she calls hajiya and tell her that the medicine is not working she always insults her and call her dumb saying that the person that have her the medicine have never disappointed her so she should do her work very well not knowing that the twins are behind everything.

Mareena moved back to her house yesterday because her husband is coming to Nigeria today so she needs to get ready but she is still getting updates about everything from the twins.

Jawahit went back upstairs to her room after escorting Muhammad outside since he is left for work,basma couldn't take it anymore so she came up with a plan on how to kill the baby without seeking advice from anyone not even hajiya,she thinks hajiya is making a fool out of her,she just cant sit watch jawahir's happiness she can't
"I am going to replace that smile of yours with tears and sadness worth less bitch"she said to herself in a low malice as jawahir walk beside her smiling and glowing with happiness.

She brought out some slippery liquid from her bag and walk to the bridge of the stairs then pour some reasonable amount of it before walking back to her room,she know jawahir will be coming out any moment from not since she is the only once at home the twins are out and Muhammad is at work.

Just in time jawahir came out of her room with happiness evident on her face due to the pregnancy glow,she walk carefully till the bridge of the stairs and her left leg slipped tangling her right leg with it as she fell and roll on the staircase crying in pain before she finally land with a thud hiring her stomach as blood gush down her legs she kept crying in pain untill the front door open revealing Muhammad with a box in his hands he didn't know when he drop the box down as some very delicious looking doughnut flow out of it "jawahir"he shouted rushing to her "baby open your eyes"he Saud shaking her a bit before picking her up in bride style walking out of the house with basma standing beside her room door watching the scene unfold. The twins came into the house when Muhammad was about to put her into his car.

They rush to him in panick "what happen to her Ya moh" they asked in unison.

"Not the right time guys"he walk to his side of the car and hop in quickly,he drove as fast as he could to the hospital.

The nurses came fast with the stretcher and wheeled her away to the ot, Muhammad has never been this worried in his entire life,he kept pacing around the hospital like a mad man,the twins came in shortly with thesame worried expression later mareena also arrive as the doctor summoned for Muhammad.

"Mr Muhammad how did this happen,how could you be so irresponsible at this stage,she almost suffer a miscarriage,it is a miracle that the she and the baby are safe but still they are some complications you need to ve very careful she is in her first trimester we can't afford any more complications,you need to take good care of your wife,I'll advice her to be on bed rest for two weeks for her to feel better"the doctor explained further.

"Alhamdulillah thank you so much doctor Insha Allah I'll try my best to take good care of her"he sighed in relief he couldn't imagine life without jawahir.

"We will keep her under observation for 24hrs after that if everything is normal you can take her home,she will be shift into the General ward you can meet her there"

"Thank you once again doctor "he shook his hand before walking to the General ward where he meet the twins and mareena sitted in the room as jawahir take a rest.

Mainwhile basma has already clear the floor where she poured the liquid,she kept pacing around her room feeling anxious before she finally decide to call Muhammad hoping to hear the good news of jawahir's miscarriage.

"Hello Ya moh have jawahir told you where she went to,I have looked for her everywhere in this house but she is not here and she left her phone at home"she lied skilfully.

"We are here in the hospital with her she fell off the stairs at home"he answered

"Oh my God where was I when all this happen,I hope she is alright and the baby" you could swear she is actually worried for real with the tone she is using.

"Yeah everything is under control both jawahir and the baby are alright alhamdulillah"he said with a sigh of relief she couldn't believe her ears she felt like throwing her phone "hello basma are you there"

"Oh sorry Ya moh I think it's the Network but alhamdulillah since they 're all fine,which hospital are you in so that I'll come visit"she manage to hide her anger.

"No don't bother coming basma we will be discharge by tomorrow"he wave her off.

"Ok toh my regards to them"she said before hanging up as she drop her phone she took out some empty bottle of perfumes and three them away,she almost destroyed the dress mirrow because of anger and jealousy.

Back at the hospital jawahir is still unconscious and it's getting late so he ask the twins to go back home while he stay for the night,mareena also left with her husband a while ago.

Muhammad lay down on a sofa by the side of the room to catch some sleep,around 3 o'clock at night he heard jawahurs voice.

"Ya moh Ya moh my baby"she kept saying in panicked voice crying and rubbing her stomach he ran to her side.

"Shhh baby I'm right here nothing has happen to our baby,he is perfectly fine"he cuddled her in his arms muttering some consoling voice to her ears till she calms down. He adjust the bed for her so she could sit a bit.

"Relax baby let me go call the doctor"he said givibg her a quick peg on her forehead before heading out to call the doctor. The doctor came and check everything is perfectly fine.

"Ya moh I am hungry"she said pouting slightly.

"What do want to eat mareena brought us some rice and potato porridge,the twins brought pasta and some fruit juice"he asked opening the warmers of still hit meals.

"Give me the porridge"she answered and he pour some on a plate before feeding her till she was fully satisfied she did thesame before they retired back to sleep.

So basma A.K.A the bitch almost murder our baby, what do you think?

What will her next plan be?

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