“Adunni, you can talk to me… if you are not okay, we can go see a doctor.” He said to her and she shook her head and slowly she laid down on the bed and curled up her legs while she placed her two hands under her ear and closed her eyes, she felt him cover her up with a duvet, before he went to the rest room, she took a deep breath, adjusted herself and closed her eyes immediately he returned back to the room and that was when his phone rang and he went out of the room to receive it, he didn’t return back to the room until she was finally in her dreamland.She woke up early the next day and after her Fajr prayer, she went to the kitchen, for some minutes, it does not look like hers, it looked like the kitchen has been rearranged, her big spoons and some cutleries, position has been changed from their usual places, some plates were no longer where it was supposed to be. She sighed deeply and just stood in the middle of the kitchen for some minutes and looked around trying to scan with
She entered her room fuming and slammed the door behind him,How could they have played me this way... How could he have think of me as a fool...? She keep asking herself several questions and pace round the room. Back in the living room, the newly wedded couple stared with disbelieve, Habeebullah was also surprise at his mother’s behaviour.“What is wrong with Ummi?” The young boy asked him and that was when his father realized he was still in the room.“Habeebullah, how about we go to your room and listened to that rhymes you love.” His father said and the young boy nodded and followed his father in , Musadiq returned back to the living room some minutes later, Sadiqah was sitting and she was trying to process what was happening . “What is wrong with her?” Sadiqah asked him and Musadiq sat down slowly on the sofa trying to understand why Aziza would flare up, she hardly shows her anger in people presence and he know something must have been wrong. “I thought you said you both ha
She parked out the whole packs of clothes from her bag and went straight to dump them into the washing machine. As soon as the last cloth got there, she eave a sigh of relief. She smiled to herself and her some water into the matching, then add some detergent there before she switch on the machine.“hunnnnn....” The machine started working , she left the machine and walked back to her room, it is the third day of their quarrel and they try so hard to avoid each other, they had bumped thrice and had hissed loudly at each other and both had went their different ways. Musadiq avoided her totally and she could bet he slept in her room... Well it is he turn of the night anyways and she would start her turn the following day and she had already decided on what to do and how best to handle him, after all she had made her forgotten his home before . “I can do that again .” she said to herself. She know he would choose her over her all the time..She laid down flat on the bed, and begin to
Sadiqah smiled as she walked round the house, it was well furnished, she walked to the kitchen and realised that it was almost decorated just like Aziza’s and she smiled with satisfaction. “You will move in today.” He said to her and she stared back at him. “I thought you said tomorrow.” She said to him and watched him look away. He was not smiling, he had not been himself around her lately and she was so busy with fighting with Aziza that she didn’t even notice. “Is there anything you are doing in that house? Your house is ready, so you move today.” He said still not smiling at her and he swallowed hard, he was trying so hard to control his anger and agitation at everyone, he blamed himself for not being able to control his wives. The embarrassment he felt at their confrontation days ago is still fresh in his mind and he was trying so hard not to talk to anyone of them until they are both alone in their house. “Musadiq, I am talking to you.” He heard her voice and realised that
She took a deep breathe before she finally open the door for him , she had rushed to lock the door as soon as she heard his car drove into the compound, she had been avoiding him for two weeks, she would not let him in to the house not even when it was her turn for the night, he didn’t want her to create a scenes , so he always go back to Sadiqah's place, and sometimes he wonder if the women staying in the same compound is a great decision after all. She seem to have blocked his number from calling him, he could not reach her and when he does use another number , she pick up and as soon as she heard his voice , she drop the call, she is twenty two weeks or was it twenty three weeks gone and she haven’t start her ante natal … they haven’t even discuss about the baby …and he was worried … Even though he always takes his son to school and bring him home but he will just not see her, every morning, the boy would come out of the house himself and no matter how much he knock at the door, s
“Aziza are you there?” Her sister asked when there was silence from her end. “Do you want me to come over?” Her sister asked her and there was silence again. “Okay, then I will there tomorrow morning Ins sha Allah, I am booking a flight right now.” Her sister said “Hang in there … okay…” her sister said to her and the call got disconnected back in Umm Salmah’s house , as soon as her husband got back from work, she challenged him…“What is your friend doing to my sister, she is been crying.” She said to him as soon as he enter the house. “Is that a reply to my teslim?” He asked her and she replied then pose the question again. “she is crying so hard… why will be just do that to her… their marriage is so young… and I thought he is a good man.” She said “They will be fine…” was all Daud could say. “Do you say fine… ? Your friend married a second wife and you say they will be fine?” She said to her. “My sister virtually serve him all her life …do you think she will ever forgive h
As soon as the call got connected, he said his teslim.“Adunni, is it Vanilla you want or strawberry you want?” He asked her“Okay… is there anything you need?” he asked further. “Alright dear.” He said and disconnected the call and looked at her. “You said you want chocolate too, so you get two large bowls of ice cream and you can get what you want as well.” He said to her and gave her some money. .“Am I the one that supposed to get this?” She asked not collecting the money from her. “What are you talking about?” He asked, they were on their way home and he stopped by the eatery to get Aziza her bowl of ice cream, most times he usually buy the ice cream before he branched to Sadiqah’s store to pick her up but that day, he went to her store early and stayed until she was ready to close for the day and thus he had to get the bowl of ice cream on their way home. “Do I have to get it?” She said to him. “You wanted one too, don’t you?” he asked her and she nodded. “Then what is wro
“So you mean you eat at place when you know I will cook for you?” She asked him “I didn’t eat, I only took ice cream.” He corrected “It was just a little cup.” He added when he saw the look on her face. “And you can’t eat my food after the little cup, this is so unfair musadiq.. you just keep cheating me…first it was you always going to her place everyday …”She said “I did the same for you too, stop blackmailing me.” He defended himself “You barely touched my food.” She said to him.“I ate almost half , what is it Sadiqah.. why do you just like looking for trouble where there is none. When am I going to have peace with you …?” he asked her “We are newly wedded for Allah sake and we have this much argument already.” He said to her “You always cause this all the time , if only you had not eaten from her …” she said “I said I didn’t …” he said“All I know is that I can’t bare injustice, I dislike it.” She said and he looked at her for a while .. “Hummm, I just can’t believe you
Two weeks later. She watched him pick at his food slowly and she sighed, even though it is been two weeks that they have reconciled, he is still moody, she had to let him be for those times but she could not take anymore. As soon as the kids left for their room to sleep, she went to the bedroom to where he was sitting on the bed and pressing his phone , she watched him left the phone on the bed and went into the bathroom to have his bath, as soon as she saw that, she walked to where her bathrobe was hung , changed into it and walked into bathroom to join him. In the bathroom, he was standing under the shower enjoying as the water splashes on his skin, it was an hectic day for him that day at work , and all he wanted was to have a sleep. She smiled at herself and slipped out of her bathrobe , cover her hair with a shower cap and walked to him, then wrap her hands around his waist, he was taken aback, she hugged him tightly and rested her head on his back and let the water splashes
He saw her old car drove in to the workshop and he sighed, of course he was counting the days... they both had just a few days left. And he watched from the window blinds as the car parked and she got down from the car and then the passenger seat opened as well, and she saw her too. Sadiqah? Aziza and Sadiqah? How come? Am I dreaming? Oh, this is the surprising... I never thought I would see this day!!! How come??? But still, I don’t want to see them here, He smiled and picked the phone lying on his desk and dialed his secretary’s number. “Tell my wives that I am busy.” He said over the phone and disconnect the called the call. He sighed deeply and sat down on the chair. Yes this has been on for a while, I should end it now ... They have been punished for a enough... Only few days left? Now we need to set some rules and create a lot of boundaries . I am tired of this too much disrespect Of course they are remorseful now... And I hope Sadiqah is , I
“I can’t believe the Iddah brought us back to our senses.” Aziza said smiling amidst tears forming in her eyes. “You want to cry?” Sadiqah asked “Oh... See how bad your face looks. You have cried so much, this is the first time I am seeing this part of you.” Aziza teased her. “Hmmm, do you know me that much?” Sadiqah asked and Aziza smiled. “Just go clean your face first, it is almost time for Zuhr.” Aziza said. “Can I do that here? Perform Salah?” Sadiqah asked. “Sure, I have been the only one in here. He took the kids away.” Aziza said. “You miss them?” Sadiqah asked and Aziza sighs. “I saw them last week.” Aziza said. “How are they?” She asked “Alihamdulilah, they don’t even know I am not there ... “ Aziza said. “They must be the enjoying their grandparents company... Musadiq is wicked ...” Sadiqah said and Aziza sighs. They observe zuhr and Aziza offer her some snacks and some home made juice. “Do you have some money?” Sadiqah asked Aziza. “Money?” Aziza a
Fiftieth Day, The knock came again and heart missed a beat, she cleaned off the tears in her eyes and rushed to the door. He is back !!! She hardly had any visitors. She opened the door and came face to face with her. “What are you looking for here?” Aziza asked looking and sounding disappointed. “ As salamualaykum waramotullah.” She greeted and extended an handshake, Aziza sighed, reply the teslim but didn’t take the handshake. “What are you looking for here?” She asked again but in a stern voice this time. “I am sorry... Can I come in?” Sadiqah said calmly. “I am here for peace...” She added and raised her hands. For a while, Aziza stood fixed by the door looking at her from head to toe, she then let out a sigh, made way for her and let her in to her apartment. The two women sat down quietly for a while, looking at each other. “I am in Iddah?” Sadiqah announced. “Same here... Why are you here?” Aziza asked her. “I am sorry.” Sadiqah said even the tone showed i
Seventh day, “Your husband is not picking my calls... I have been calling him for days now, only for his number not to be reachable yesterday ... So I guess I must have been blocked ... Do you see what disrespect you made me pass through, Daud tried calling him too, he didn’t pick up, so I think we need to come over , once Daud and I get our emergency leave approved at work, we will take the children to their grand parents and travel down to Abuja. Abi, what nonsense is this for Allah sake... If I can’t handle this, perhaps I have to let Alhaji and Alhaja know about this ... “ She said to her sister and Aziza nodded and then the phone got disconnected . Tenth Day; He parked his car in the compound and got down from the car, locked his car with the car automatic key and walked into the house ...“I was about coming to see you at your work place since you decided not to honour my call on time.” Sadiqah’s father said to him as soon as he entered the older man library. They exchanged t
Twenty four hours later; Pacing round the living room, her heart was beating fast than it has ever beat before , she was sweating profusely , not knowing what to do.Subuanallah! What came over me? Ehn... Emi Adunni... Fighting in public? Haaaa.... !!! Talaq ke? Haaaa! What will I tell my family ? But I cannot keep quiet , she is always taking me for a fool all the time ? Afi igba ti omo yii ko ba mi (This lady has finally landed me into trouble ) Ehn, so I have just started my iddah? I haven’t seen my kids? He will not pick my calls? His parents will not do so too? Haaaa..... How will I get out of the house now? At least he should let me see my kids .... Several thoughts seem to be going through her mind as she just let the sweats flow from her forehead. ............She was breathing heavily as she walked all through the room, thinking of what has happened over the day...Was I wrong? Abi, she started it!!? She took a fool of me ...I can’t just keep quiet... Ha
“How can he battered your face this way, I can’t believe Abu Habeebullah would stoop so low... But ... Though I am not supporting this. .. but what did you do, since he hadn’t done this before , something might have trigger it ... Because hmmm, Sadiqah, I know you.” Her sister said to her and Sadiqah sighed. “Are you supporting what he did?” Sadiqah asked her sister and she swallowed hard. “Why does everyone see me as a problem maker?” She asked “What exactly happened to have warrant this? Perhaps that would help.” Her sister asked her.“Musadiq is cheating on me ...” She announced and her sister opened her eyes wider wondering if she heard her right.“Cheating on you?” She asked to be sure. “Cheating on us...” She said correcting herself. “You mean he want to get married to wife number 3?” Her sister asked her and she shrugged.“See, if he is going to get married again, at least he would do it right... But he didn’t want to ... he is always on his phone twenty four seven , he co
She sighed at this thought as the anger in her escalated and she find her way to the living room, where he was sitting staring at his phone as if his life depend on it ... She walked to him and snatched his phone from him and smashed it on the ground and that came to him as a surprise , he stared at his phone in pieces on the floor and then looked at his wife sharply, he stood up and gave her a slap. “What is wrong with you? Are you crazy, how dare you smashed my phone on the floor? You damaged my phone ... “ Musadiq said on top of his voice. .“You slapped me Musadiq!” She exclaimed in tears. “You slapped my face...” She asked again. “Yes, I did, and I don’t regret it ... You are nothing but a tout and I am going to make sure you fixed that phone.” He said to her and turned to leave the living room. “I am going to fix it back abi... Let me show you how...” She said to him and picked his phone remains and threw them at him, he turned and charged at her in a rage and for the first
“Do you think I am joking?” Sadiqah asked discouraged as she watched Aziza laughed all her heart out and then she stopped. “I am so sorry, it is funny you are here to talk to me about this... It is not like we are friends you know.” Aziza said to her and watched Sadiqah scratched her head.“But at least we are married to the same man ... “ Sadiqah said. “And this is a joint problem for us.” She added and Aziza nodded. “So, what do you suggest we do?” Sadiqah asked. “Do you think we should both confront him?” She asked further. “Not now, let us be calm for a while and think of the next thing to do, we can’t say they are committing zina when we haven’t caught them in the act and you know your husband, he does not get angry on things that one would think will anger him, his temper is unpredictable. So for now, let us assume that we don’t know anything.” Aziza advised and Sadiqah sighed.“How can you stay calm when your husband is cheating ....do you read the erotic messages she sent