Hamdan watched the woman who was crying her heart out a few minutes ago. His heart was in turmoil. He had never had such a situation before where he didn’t know what to prioritize. Within the span of three hours, his life has been turned upside down.
He failed to protect his wife but that was not his greatest failure apparently. The information he had got today was enough to make him doubt if he deserved his wife’s love and devotion. He had known from the beginning that his mother hates his wife but he never knew she would go that far to break them apart.
His head was trying to wrap around the fact that his younger brother has attempted to rape his wife and he was ignorant about. What on earth has he been doing if his wife was being hurt by his family and he knew nothing about it?
His heart ached immensely as he looked at his smiling wife.
He had realized that for the first time ever since he had known
The atmosphere remained awkward and pensive throughout the day and into the night. The once beautiful habitual ritual of the family to eat together as they broke their fast was almost suffocating to an extent that most of the food was left untouched.Hamdan was the most silent of them all. His heart had suffered a blow which was still unbelievable to him. What was the best way for a man to react to all the bombs he was attacked with without any warning?He ignored his family members and watched his wife eat. She, was miraculously thee only other person who ate without a care about the tension I the air apart from Hafsa. Umar watched his wife enjoy her meals as though it was just another ordinary day.The awkwardness did not deter the family from praying together however. The night prayers and the Tarawih were led by the man of the house as usual. It was enough to lighten the mood for some few minutes.By the time it was all over, every membe
The other couple’s state was even worse. Umar kept pacing up and down trying very hard to suppress his anger but the image of his care free wife kept fueling his rage. Finally Hafsa got tired of her husband’s pacing.“Can you please stop pacing up and down and chill? You are making me feel dizzy, “She said now expressing her irritation openly. Umar looked back at his wife with rage in his. “When will you stop making your children’s life hard? Aren’t you tired of interfering with Hamdan and Humeyra’s life?”The moment Hafsa heard Humeyra’s name, her initially amused eyes turned cold as she straightened her back. “You are not allowed to say her name in this room. I thought you knew that already. Just so you know, I thoroughly enjoyed causing discord between them. “Hafsa laughed like a maniac as she imagined the shocked face of the little witch.She was brought out of her sadistic
30 YEARS AGOThe day was bright and colorful more than any other day. Flowers have bloomed and the sweet scent of the nectar from varies types of flowers attracted thousands of butterflies. The gardens were not only colorful but also had a very relaxing atmosphere.In the middle of such a scene, two beautiful girls were having a picnic. Just one look and any stranger could deduce that the two were best friends. Hafsa laid on the picnic mat playing on her phone while her friend Ramlah was busy sketching on her drawing pad.Ramlah had her head phone in place, listening to her favorite recitations by sheikh Abdullah matroud .she was too deep into her sketching until the squealing voice of her friend drew her attention.“Hey, girl. Come check this out. Just found a pair of hot brothers. “The excitement was evident in her voice. This piqued Ramlah's interest.She paused the playing Recitation and moved closer to her fr
Umar was hooked onto Ramlah from the start. Ever since that first accidental encounter he made it his mission to court her with the intention of marriage.This did not go unnoticed by Hafsa who for some reason wanted to have everything that belongs to her friend. Ramlah was used to giving more than she received. It was an automatic habit that came with growing up in the orphanage.However, for the first time, she desired to have something or rather someone to herself. In the beginning Umar was the sweetest man as he courted her. He would buy her sweets and chocolates and deliver them to her at school every day.Sometimes,he would compose beautiful poems and send them to her accompanied by a romantic love letter. Being a man from a wealthy background he had all the resources to seduce an innocent18 year old.The man went to an extent of serenading her and it all worked against Ramlah. She fell deeper every day until it reached a p
THE EVIL PLOTRamlah almost fell over from where she stood listening to the two talk. She held on to the pole and placed her hand over her mouth to prevent the gasp from escaping her mouth.She had trustedthat back stabbing witch for three years.The more she listened,the more the bile in her stomach rose. She moved away from the tent and walked out of the place.The two were unaware of their schemes being discovered as they left the restaurant to go and indulge their desires. Ramlah walked into her room at the orphanage in a daze as Hafsa's venomous voice echoed in her brain.“I want you to take away what she is most proud of. Take away her virginity. Convince her. I don’t know how you will do it but just do it. That would be my ultimate pleasure ".This words played in her mind repeatedly.If she had known how much the girl she gave up every man who showed interest in her was scheming against her, she
Ramlah smirked beneath her veil. I got you where I want you. Let the game continue. Ramlah helped the man wash his hands while Umar watched in a daze as the girl poured water for him.This was the first time any girl other than the maids at home had done this for him. His eyes followed Ramlah's actions as she set the bowl aside and placed a plate of Biryani with salad before him.“Let’s eat up love." He heard. This was also the first time she called his name using an endearment. He swallowed hard feeling his heart skip a beat to her sweet voice. He silently took the plate and they both started eating.The first taste he put into his mouth was enough to him moan in pleasure. The different savory taste of the spices and ingredients used blended perfectly making the rice taste delicious and extraordinary.He swallowed the food after a few seconds of chewing and opened his mouth to talk.“You cooked this by yourself?" He e
WARNING.SLIGHT SMUTUmar swallowed hard once more. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down in anticipation as he nodded. Ibrahim on the other hand felt a mixture of pain and disbelief spread in his head. The disappointment was evident in his eyes as he kept looking at the girl he had admired for all this time.Ramlah and Umar were unaware of the audience they had. If Ramlah knew that someone was watching her sinful seductive moves, she would have prayed for the earth to open and swallow her whole out of embarrassment.But ignorance is bliss.She proceeded with her plans. The beauty stood up and seductively started unbuttoning her lose Abaya. The more buttons she opened, the clearer her hour glass figure was. She finally opened the last button painfully slow for both Ibrahim and Umar and let the cloth fall to her feet.Her slender but curvy body was in full display for both men to lust over. She was not done just yet. She slowly but se
Ibrahim who was initially furious at what he witnessed felt cold sweat cover his chest. Wow! Such a turn of event. He had witnessed Ramlah's theatrical act of seducing her friend.He knew for a fact that he would have fallen for the trap as well. I mean, who could resist such an inhuman siren. He had felt aroused watching her dominate his friend.He had listened through every dirty confession his friend had made.But he never in his wildest dream, thought that the romantic night would end in such a comical way. Wow! His lady was in deed principled.He had doubted her the moment she started unbuttoning her abaya but now, he felt a certain fear crawl in his heart.It was a lesson he learnt as he witnessed it firsthand. His friend must be feeling humiliated and heartbroken.Though it started as a game for him, Ibrahim knew for a fact that Umar had fallen for Ramlah somewhere in between.This was because his friend hardly talks ab
4 years later.Khalid, come back here? Hey.. can you stop running around? You will get hurt." Wahid's voice resonated in the room grabbing Xander's attention.He placed the jug back on the table and walked towards the field where the voice came from. He wasn't the only one whose attention was grabbed. Farhana, Rumeysa, Muntaha, Humeyra, and every member of Hamdan's family walked out towards the field.There, the scene that greeted them made the ladies almost lose it as they laughed at the same time. Khalid, Laiba, Linah, Jibril, Murtaza, and Aliya were busy rolling in the mud.The field that was initially dry was now wet from the water they played with. The horse pipe was running. Wahid who had seen them first was trying to stop them but slipped and fell.This made everyone laugh. Seeing his beloved fall, Xander's heart almost stopped beating. " My little prince, are you alright?" He rushed towards Wahid and helped him up.His glare was too
Hamdan paced up and down along the corridor as he anxiously waited for news. He had rushed Humeyra to the hospital the minute she notified him of her water breaking.Fortunately, the hospital wasn't far from where they were. Looking at his wristwatch, a frown etched on his face. It had been three hours since he brought her here. Why wasnt there any news yet?Was she perhaps in danger? Did something go wrong? His mind was filled with all sorts of negative thoughts. It would be his fault if anything happens to her. His guilty conscience won't let him have peace."Ya Allah. Please, help her deliver safely. Please ya, Rahman. You are the most merciful. She has suffered a lot already. Don't let her suffer anymore."He prayed in his head as he continued pacing around. He couldn't bring himself to relax. Until he heard the cries of a baby. His heart stopped beating for a second. He was a father? Before he could arrange his thoughts in his mind, another cry follo
Humeyra walked along the beach enjoying the cool breeze. Fortunately, it was a private space. Her private space. She has been living in the Villa with the view of the beach to the front, the beautiful man-made forest to the back, and a buzzing town not far from where she lived.She was on a small Islamic Island. The mosque was towards the east. Anyone who wanted to visit the mosque walled around her place before getting to it. For this reason, she had let the people freely walk through her home three days a week.The other four days, the place was restricted. Anyone who wanted to move across would be forced to take the longer route. Fortunately, they understood boundaries and respected them.The neighborhood was not only friendly but also accommodating. She found herself feeling contented just walking around, interacting with them. Long gone was her introverted self who isolated herself from the world.She learned to embrace death as a natural phenomenon
Hamdan was home in no time.He had to settle things at home before he goes in search of his wife. As the first child of the family, both his sisters were now his responsibility.Fortunately, they were old enough to fend for themselves with enough supervision. In addition, three other men can take turns to check on them. He felt grateful for that simple fact.As he waited for his brothers to show up, he went back to his old room and packed a bag. He felt as though his heart was being squeezed in his chest. He was too deep in his emotional exhaustion that he forgot about Humeyra's pregnancy.Thirty minutes later, the entire Umar siblings were seated together waiting for their brother to say something. He had summoned everyone urgently. Abdirahman had a subtle smile on his face. He had an idea what the meeting was about.He had been wanting to tell Hamdan about his opinion. What his eldest brother did was stupid. Humeyra didn't deserve to be abandoned
It has been exactly three months since his parents' demise. Three months since he abandoned his pregnant wife. For this period, Hamdan never had a peaceful sleep.He couldn't help but wonder what had happened to his love for her. He could feel it. The racing of his heart whenever he thought of a fond memory with her.The way his hands would search for her svelte frame in the middle of the night. Even how he would unconsciously call out her name.Hamdan was aware that there was nothing in the world that could change his feelings for his wife. Not even the fact that she orchestrated his parents' death.What he couldn't forget, however, was his parents' blood. He couldn't take it. He had both parents one day and then the next, they were dead. The reason was no other than his most beloved person.He couldn't accept it. He could neither forgive his parents nor his wife. They were all guilty. He felt sick and suffocated all of a sudden. For the past thre
Muntaha's eyes have been staring longingly towards the curtains that were drawn. What was Rumeysa doing? Was she nervous or was she anxiously waiting for him? How does she look as a bride? As he drunk from his glass, he had several questions circumnavigating his mind.It was their wedding night after all. Unfortunately, he had not seen his bride the whole day. She was officially his halal wife. His one and only. He was a man used to having his way with women. Contrary to his initial thoughts, he found himself feeling regretful. How beautiful and memorable it would be if he had saved himself for his bride.Abdullah noticed Muntaha's gaze wandering from time to time. He wanted to stick around longer. Just to see how much longer his boss cum friend will resist the temptation. Yet, watching him was becoming a pain. He looked around at the men in the room and announced the end of the party.The men looked at each other in understanding and stood up leaving, one by on
Subhanallah, what a beautiful day it was. Rumeysa woke up feeling nervous. She was going to get married today. Will the event go well?was there something she was supposed to do? what would happen after the nikah? Was she allowed to be happy when Humeyra was not?She looked at her hands. They looked more b
Rumeysa walked around the orphanage inspecting every corner. A month had gone past so fast without any warning. She and Muntaha went back to their home country after meeting with everyone else. Humeyra was the only one they didn't have the pleasure to see. She disappeared without a warning.The first thin
Zuneir and Juweyriya were finally feeling at ease with their circumstances. They had faced a lot of things but, by the end of it all, they found each other. The bane that was in his heart finally faded away. He let go of everything that would hurt him and embraced those that were likely to bring him happiness.