Chapter 11

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Safiya's POV

I was about to scream as I sighted the search result.
But... But how?
No, not Ya Amir, he wasn't that sort of person.
How could that be?????
COCAINE?!
I made sure I saw and read the result carefully, but it was still the same word I saw, COCAINE...
I couldn't go and return it back to his closet, if I did, that was to show I didn't care for my brother, so I just had to keep it with me for the main time.
I just couldn't believe it, was I to cry, yell, get scared, panick or what?.
I was just completely lost and confused....
Oh Allah...

Yaseer's POV
I slowly opened my eyes....
They seemed heavy, it was like someone had punched me in them or something.
"Habibi,"my momma's voice echoed the room.
"How are you feeling?"she had tears dropping from her eyes and settling on the bed I was on.
I scanned the room, and that was when I figured out I was in the hospital.
The smell of disinfectant and iodine that mixed with the atmosphere made me feel sick.
After knowing where I was, I immediately saw Hauwa and I started thinking of the caller's statement.
"Hauwa,"I signified she come.
She walked up to me immediately and stood next to my bed.
"Can we be alone?"I told my mum, and she left the room instantly.
With Hauwa looking at me with her sore eyes, I held her hands before speaking.
"Baby girl,"I said weakly, and she just bursted into tears. "No, don't cry,"I wiped her tears, but she still continued to cry. "I know our marriage isn't going as sweet as before,"I paused. "I am really sorry for putting you through this, you might think of me as an irresponsible husband, but,"she cut me shut.
"No I don't, and I know all these are happening for a reason, I have strong faith in Allah, He wouldn't want any of his slaves to be sad, so just have faith and everything will come to pass."
I immediately pulled her into a bear hug and cried as I kept remembering the caller.
I had never felt like that in my entire life until that moment I hugged Hauwa.
"Baby girl, I'm going to miss you."I stopped myself from crying.
"Don't worry, i'll be with you at all times, no matter what happens to you."she pulled back and placed a kiss on my hair.
sorry, baby girl, I wish you could be with me at all times, but now the table has been turned over.
She sat on the chair momma was sitting on before, and put her head on my chest while holding tight to my hands before drifting off to sleep.
She looked really worn out....
"Baby girl, how do I tell you this?"I murmured beneath my cold breath... and also followed my wifey to dreamland.
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Amar's POV

I felt like I could just strangle Hauwa, how could she?
As I laid on my bed, the bell rang.
I stood up to go get it.
As I opened the door, it revealed a face,
A face I didn't want to see ever again.
"What are you doing here?!"I snapped.
"Amar, I know how you feel, but please trust me...."I didn't allow her to finish.
"Why should I trust you? No, Hauwa just give me a single reason for me to trust you,"I felt my blood boil hot.. "I thought you were different from the other girls, but no, you girls are all the same, all gold diggers, once you sight a guy with wealth, you chase after him, you know what, just leave!"I was about to shut the door, but she pushed it open.
"I thought you knew me well, but no, I was wrong, you think am a gold digger? You think am like the other girls that run after wealth? Fine, yeah I married your cousin for his wealth and there is nothing you can do about it, am already married to him!"she said with anger clearly heard in her voice.
She turned and started walking.
"I knew it, you are just a common cheap slut, that's what girls like you are."I cursed, making her stop walking.
She turned back to me and walked to where I stood.
"First you think am a gold digger, now you call me a cheap slut? You know what? I hate you, I H.A.T.E
you Amar Gumell!!!"she said angrily as tears threatened to fall. "And I don't want you in my life, this is the end of our friendship Mr!!!"she turned away and walked to her car.
I slammed the door hard and threw myself on the couch in living room.
"She thinks I'll come begging after her?if those are her thoughts, then they are never going to happen."I said out loud with anger in my tone.

Hauwa's POV

I went over to Amar's house to explain me and Yaseer's marriage stuffs, but he just welcomed me with insults!
Called me a gold digger and a cheap slut?!!!
I couldn't take it no more, I thought he knew me better, I thought he would understand me, but no he thinks of me as a cheap slut and gold digger...
How pathetic!!!
I drove angrily, but tried not to break the road regulations.
It was so hard for me.
I just parked the car in a mall parking lot.
I grabbed my phone and dialled Samirah's number.
She immediately picked the call.
"Hello bae."she said rather happy.
"Hi mimi."I said as droplets of tears fell from my eyes.
"What's wrong girl?"she asked with full concern..
"Mimi, my whole life is crumbling..."I tried to hold back my tears, but I couldn't as I held tight to the steering wheel.
"Why will you say such, you were fine some days back, what happened?"
"Please Mimi, ki zo(come), meet me at Tahara Mall, i'll send you the address."I wiped my tears.
"Toh, i'll be there as soon as you send the address, don't cry, kin ji? (Did you hear)."she consoled.
"Toh."I hung up.

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"Don't cry na, I'm sure Amar just said that out of anger, and Yaseer, don't worry he'll be fine soon InshAllah."Samirah hugged me and I cried into her shoulder.
"But, Amar will hate me forever, I told him I hated him, he thinks I married Yaseer for his money."I even cried harder.
After hours of crying and comforting, I drove home with Samirah.
Yaseer was still in the hospital, I needed to prepare something for him to eat.
I never imagined my life to be so messed up.....

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