Najaatuzubairu
In the serene city of Kaduna, Barrister Fadwa Abduljalil is the picture of grace, intellect, and success. She rose from a humble background to become one of the most respected young legal minds in Northern Nigeria. Her beauty was admired, her intelligence revered. And her heart? It belonged to Bilaal Abubakar Mai-Turaki - the charming, respectful son of a northern billionaire dynasty.
Their love story was one the entire city spoke of: a fairytale come alive. The Mai-Turaki family adored Fadwa, not only because of her elegance but because she brought prestige and pride to their name.
But life, as always, tests even the strongest of bonds.
Three and a half years into their blissful marriage, the whispers began.
No child.
No pregnancy.
No heir for the Mai-Turaki name.
The same in-laws who once embraced her with open arms now turned cold. Aunties who once sang her praises began murmuring about curses and barrenness. The insults grew louder - first behind her back, then to her face.
"This woman is a curse to our family."
"We need another wife who can give us a child!"
Fadwa, once confident and bold in the courtroom, found herself battling shame, grief, and isolation in her own home. Yet, amidst the darkness, one question lingered in her heart like a haunting echo:
Will Bilaal still stand by me?
He had promised her forever.
He had vowed to protect her, in joy and in pain.
But as pressure mounts and tradition calls, even the most devoted hearts can falter.
Will Bilaal fight for their love, or will he become a stranger to the woman who gave him her all?
© Naja'atu Zubairu.