Haneefah POV.
I stared at the photo in front of me, reminiscing about all our happy moments. He looked so peaceful and genuinely happy in the picture so different from the man he became now. I missed him so much, so very much that every second without him hurts like a thorn stuck in my throat.
I felt someone hugged me from behind, stopping my trail of thoughts. Turning around, I smiled at her worried figure.
"Ikhee I'll be fine okay" I assured her. She kinda hooked up with that Khaleel guy and she is going on a date with him this evening.
"I was looking for you Hanny and here you are staring at your husband's picture. I Know how you feel sunshine but just endure it for some more time and you'll be back to your husband in no time." She said soothingly massaging my hair.
" Hey! You have a date this Evening. How do you expect to have a peaceful date if your are this worr
HANEEFAH POV.He kept on crying and I continued to soothingly Pat his back. I have never seen him this vulnerable.Then, I made up my mind. I needed to do what needs to be done.I was about talking when I heard Yaya haneef." Your silence means one thing hanny, you want both and you are having a hard time deciding. So I am going support you as a brother, I realized that am being selfish all these while. I am ready to let you go Haneefah, you also deserve happiness and you shall find it" he said, wiping his tears with a handkerchief."Take a chill pill yaya" I said chuckling. "I know what I want and it's spending the rest of my life with you till death do us apart" I added, finally giving in to the waterworks." For real?" He asked with amusement." Yes Yaya for real. I love you and am okay with having even if it's a tiny p
IKHLAS POV.I thought my ears were starting to fail me, cause I heard her say something similar to my name.I stared at my best friend like she had suddenly grown two heads. I was waiting for her to burst out laughing and admit that she was joking but she looked so dead serious." Wait a sec, I don't get what you are trying to say. I should be the person or I should get the person for you?" I asked her, hoping with all my heart that it would be the latter." Yes Ikhlas. I want you to help me find happiness again, I want you to save my marriage. You are the only person that can do this without an ulterior motive. I don't mind sharing Haneef with you and I don't mind sharing you with haneef.It's a Win - Win situation for us Ikhee, for our friendship. We'll get to be with each other till death do us apart.I know am being selfish Ikhee but i
Ikhlas POV" Never!!!" My mother said, screaming at the top of her lungs. "Shey o fe bami ni oruko je ni? ( Do you want to spoil my reputation?)" She asked bitterly and all I could do was shake my head." Ah Oluwa ooo! Ikhlas iru omo wo lo fe ya? (Oh God! Ikhlas what type of child are you turning out to be?) Shey O fe da Ile eh ru ni? (Do you want to wreck her home) she asked me again and I still couldn't find words to justify what I told her.I looked across at my dad and he gave me a disappointed look." Ikh
Ikhlas POV. "Hey What about these?" Haneefah asked, holding a black lingerie up in the air making my cheeks beet red. I still couldn't get over the fact that lingeries were added in the betrothal box. " I don't need that one too. Take it out" I replied with a scoff, trying very hard to conceal the blush now evident on my cheeks. "You are the weirdest, stupidest, most moronic person I have ever let myself befriend" she sighed heavily after a long pause, with a look on her face that told me that she'd had enough of my idiotic tendencies. I couldn't blame her for that. I replied with an eyeroll, picking one of the cupcakes on the dresser, stuffing my mouth with it. " You just can't admit how excellently modest of a Bestfriend I am""There is nothing modest in this! She exclaimed. I honestly can't see the logic in your modest plan" she said, making quotation marks in the a
Ikhlas POVSix months later ♥️♥️I woke up to the faint sound of the Adhan (call for prayer) as the whistle-like sound of the breeze from my open window caresses my ears. I tore the covers off me and slowly got out of bed. The constant Facebook notifications and text messages popping up on my phone screen.Guess why! it's the 24th of April (my birthday). I happily got to the bathroom, performed Ablution and prayed Subh. As if on cue, my mother called and wished me a happy birthday. She showered her prayers on me and my family.My stomach grumbled, reminding me of the need to stuff something into it. I took an apple from my bedroom mini fridge, took a large bite from it as I scrolled through my page and replied to each of the faces whom had wish me a happy birthday. I wasn't really bothered to ge
Haneefah POV. "Wake up sleepyhead." A voice yells from downstairs. " Mhmm - mmm" I muttered, ignoring the voice. " She is not waking up" another voice called. " Splash her with icy cold water then" the first voice said. " And if she doesn't wake up still, tell her that her husband is back" I heard Ikhlas open the door but I ignored it and continued sleeping. "Hanny your husband is here" she said tapping me a bit to wake me up, earning a throaty groan from me before I turned my face to the other side of the bed and she tapped me again, harder this time. "Let me sleep stupid" I almost yell but I didn't. " She doesn't want to wake up" she yelled, obviously to Yaya haneef." Fine! You go get ready and I'll take care of her" yaya's voice nearer to my room. Ikhlas tore the c
Haneefah POVPreparations for Humaira and Fati wedding have been hectic, So many arrangements and plannings here and there. Today is the bridal shower and each of them looked beautiful.I am now eleven weeks into gestation which awoke the diminished hope in me. As the pregnancy is getting older, the chances of miscarriage was getting lower.Guess what!My mother in-law is becoming a bit nicer to me even though she is much warmer to Ikhlas, her choice of words when talking to me had gone from spiteful to normal. Believe me that is an achievement.I and Ikhlas both had our hennas drawn yesterday and she has been sulking and ranting that mine looked better than hers. I must say; Ikhlas is a blessing to our lives.The bridal shower went well, all we did was coordinate the food serving and cheer the dancers. Yaya strictly forbade dancing, so all we could do was watch
Haneefah POV.We watched horror movie as usual. at this rate, I just hope she doesn't act one herself. Her love for horror movies is just too much.After the creepy part which always gets your heart hammering against your ribcage came the scary part that always make your heart skip some beats and your stomach churn out of fear.Yaya came back and joined us. He doesn't mind watching horror too and they both had a nice time making jest of me. We had dinner which I prepared as an excuse to stop my self from watching that horrible movie. I really can't understand the joy she derive From watching a possessed clown ripping people's throat off.And by the end of the movie we were all exhausted and ready for bed. We all said our good nights and hurried to our various rooms.I bathed and wore my nighty all ready to run off to Dreamland, switched off the lights before memories of to
Hi guys 👋.This is my new storyTHE GRIMIOREAroura was a nineteen year old human girl, she mistakingly came in contact with a magical crystal which led her to the supernatural world where different races existed.Not the rose colored fairytales she read in books and watched in movies, but also a dark and twisted labyrinth in which she could get lost forever.It was both a blessing and a curse casted upon her to find A book called THE GRIMOIRE OF DARK FORCES in which the only way to kill an Ancient witch and save the world was written.Will she thrive hard and accept it as a blessing or will she be consumed by it's power and become a creature of the dark?**************************************
Hey Guys The Homewrecker finally came to an end. I hope you all smiled for them, felt sad for them, rejoiced with them and most importantly learnt lessons from them. Life isn't balance and you don't always get what you want. So when the opportunity comes, grab it and make a good use of it. Sabr is tough. It at times can also be painful. Because when you are i in a difficult moment, the bubble of darkness is all that surrounds you. It's like you are trapped I na place where there are no doors to leave. There is just a window through which you can see sunlight enter, but through which you can't exit because of its size. It can be suffocating and difficult. But that window no matter how small it may be, is a reminder that there is light outside of what you are e
So guys this is the Epilogue / Happily - ever - after part of this story. I hope ya all like it. Two and a half years later ❤️?Ikhlas POV.It's a beautiful spring day. The clouds have passed, revealing the tucked away light blue colors of the world. I started down at the busy New York street from my window.Yeah we moved here two years ago not long after I gave birth to my baby girl. We named her Nafeesah. After we moved here Haneefah gave birth to a baby boy and he was named Hashim.I also work as a specialist in NYU LANGONE MEDICAL CENTER and Haneefah decided to pursue her dream of being a Radiotherapist there in NYU. I must say everything had been awesome and I can never be happier. Plus I get to see Delilah any day anytime. Do you know how that feels? I bet you do.
Ikhlas POVThe next day, I got ready for my Antenatal as usual and got out of my room. I met Haneefah in the sitting room, she was dressed like she was also going out but it looked like she was waiting for someone. "Hi" she said to me and my heart immediately started beating erratically that I thought it would eventually combust. I also replied with a "Hi". She shifted in her seat, hesitating to answer. "Umm... Am not trying to be overbearing but I would like to go to the hospital with you." My heart swelled and it meant a lot to me that she wanted to come. I hadn't expected her to, but she already Suprised me multiple times this past month. I nodded "I'd love if you come" I started the car and drove off to the hospital. She rested her head and for a while I thought she was sleeping till I saw tears run down her tears. "Are you okay?" I asked.
Ikhlas POVThe night was beautiful, the stars were out and the sky was the darkest shade of blue I had seen in a while. The moon was full and it casts a shimmering light below, lightening the part for the dark at heart. The mid October breeze blew in all directions, never slowly in it's mad rampage. It wasn't cold, but it was a sign of winter approaching. I sat by my window, staring at the beautiful scenery and thinking about how life with Haneefah had turned out to be. Things were slowly changing between I and Haneefah. I could now comfortably watch movies in the sitting room without any problem, Even though we haven't sit together since the day she took me to the hospital well apart from meals. A message popped up on my phone screen, rescuing me from my stress-induced daze. "Get ready tomorrow Kaka wants to see all of us." It was from Haneef. Which made me begin to wonder what might ha
IKHLAS POVThe sun rose above the grey clouds barely shedding enough light onto the street. Today's gonna be a cold rainy day. The rains seems to slowly withdraw, it being the late September.I got ready with my heart beating like Bata Drum (a Yoruba musical instrument) I just wished the skies will open up their tanks and pour everything down to stop me from going to the hospital with Haneefah today.He came in and smiled brightly at me. "Ready?" He asked.I let out the air I held before nervously running my hands down my sides. "Ready" I answered with a nod, picked up my phone and we both came out together.She was quiet, her head hung low and she entered the driver's seat of her car. I climbed into the passenger's seat and we both took off to the hospital.The tension in this car was a thick as a brick wall and
IKHLAS POV. I woke up the next morning to find a marker on my bed, I wonder how it got here. I helped myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to perform Ablution for Subh prayer. I was about washing my other arm when I noticed something scribbled on my cast with black marker. Guess that was exactly the reason why the marker was on my bed in the first place. It says " Get well soon peaches" with a smiley face drawn on it. I was confused. Haneef also calls me peaches but the calligraphy was Haneefah's and she had no reason to come to my room talkless of writing on my cast. I stared down at it and I found myself swooning at the calligraphy. Although there was no denying the fact that she was different. I witnessed it in the hospital. I couldn't pinpoint exactly what was going on but she no longer had that dark look hidden in her eyes, like i
Haneefah POVDays passed slow, exhaustion and pain overtaking my entire body. Within two weeks I could count the hours of sleep I had gotten. My appetite had dwindled, making the exhaustion even worse but I wasn't hungry.Maybe this wouldn't have gotten this bad if I was a little bit more patient, if I was a bit more understanding. My heart weighed down in grief and guilt. How could I have done this to my first and only best friend?Yaya entered with a Salam and gave me a pitiful look. He has been going back and forth between the both of us trying to make sure we were both alright. How hard it must have been on him.He whispered " Come out for dinner" and with that he left. The sad tremble in his voice echoed in my ears, along with the door closing. The tears wanted to come but couldn't. I had nothing left in me, I was dehydrated exhausted and comp
Haneefah POV. If you've never experience a deafening silence you're lucky. It could drive a person mad within few minutes. Everything was still, only the beeping sound of the heart monitor. Every slight movement could be heard and I felt like I was hearing my own thoughts. Trying to focus on one thing was hard as we all patiently waited for Ikhlas to wake up. It was eerie. Her eyes steered open slowly, carefully adjusting to the light that illuminated the hospital room. Everyone rushed Happily to her side as she held her head in pain. The doctor hurriedly came in and examined her before asking her some questions which she groggily answered. The next second, her eyes shot open and she looked at the doctor in sheer horror. "My baby doctor...... How is my baby" she said, almost screaming. " Your baby is fine Hajiya" you only broke