It was a rainy night, as the rain splattered on the earth, leaves swayed to the tune of the wind, birds chirped in the silent night, and so was it in their household, silence, however, it was the silence before the storm.
An austere Irfan sat in the living room, his eyes glued on the sleek screen of his cell phone, his hands trembled, as his eyes roamed over the what's app message, his vision became blurry as the chats of her and her past lover left him mystified.
His eyes were seeing what his mind was not ready to accept, it was inscrutable.How could she, she had betrayed his trust in the worst way possible. He clutched the phone tightly in his hands if only he could crumble the phone at that instance.
Why did she have to hurt him this bad, what did I ever do to you Nasreen... Arhggg!! he groaned in annoyance and threw the phone far away from him, it hurt too much, it was worse than the pictu
Nasreen noticed that a certain black car had been following her for a while. She wanted to be sure that the car wasn't following her so she took another route. When she was sure the car wasn't following her she drove in peace to school.Irfan was still not talking to her, she was worried at first, but then she thought to hell with him, they should continue living like that with the lack of trust.She wondered why Irfan could not see beyond things, or give her a chance to speak. All the men she had ever loved always hurt her in the worst ways possible, and she was not going to sit back and let them continue to hurt her, she had far more important issues to deal with, she clutched her hand protectively on her stomach. Mommy loves you a lot and will never hurt you... **Her lecture was lively as usual, no one will swear that she had things going on in her
Irfan rushed into the hospital with his frail wife in his arms, the nurses had been informed already, so when they arrived at the National hospital she was immediately wheeled to the ER.Irfan and Imran kept flailing outside the room, restlessly."Why are they taking so long?" Irfan asked Imran. He said with raw tears.Just then the doctor came out and said she needed blood, she had lost a lot of blood, and has an internal injury that needed to be attended to immediately... "Doctor is sure mine will do," Irfan said impatiently. "Okay then, let us get you tested." And when they did the doctor said his blood could be used.***"Doctor please how is my wife?""Just keep praying, she is unconscious now."Irfan was mute, he couldn't even react, he didn't even know when the doctor left. It was Imran that assured him that everything would be fine. Just then Hal and Sultana c
It was Ten days already and Nasreen had shown no sign of recovery, all her parameters and the baby's were normal, she wasn't just conscious it was only time, hope and prayers that were against them."Why isn't she responding doctor, can't we just fly her out?""I don't think it is necessary for now, what I am trying to say is that she may never remember the day when the incident occurred which is normal with patients with head injuries, especially now that she has been in a coma for more than a week."Irfan's shoulders sagged in disappointment, what if she couldn't remember anything about them? He rather not think about that now, instead, he focused on his prayers and other ways out for her recovery...He stood watching her lifeless body, hoping against hope that she would just respond even if it was a slight movement or a flicker of an eyelash."Please Nasreen, please my
Ya Irfan!! was what he heared that made him still in his position wondering if he heard her right calling him Ya Irfan. He quickly pressed the button again waiting for the doctor to come in. Nasreen's vision was blurry, as she drowsily closed her heavy eyelids again. "No please Nasreen stay with me." But she couldn't apprehend what was happening at all. He held her cold and slender fingers. He wanted running out to call the doctor but he couldn't leave her all by herself so he pressed the button again, that was when the nurse came in. He stuttered as he explained how she was awake and called his name.."That is good, she remembers your name."The nurse said cheerfully. It was then Irfan's thoughts drifted back to what she said.. She actually called him Ya Irfan... His heart slammed into his ribs. What if she couldn't remember him as her husband. His shoulders sagged in disappointment, He tried to brush the tho
Nasreen's physiotherapy was to start today, and she had been really anxious, finally she would be able to feel her feet, staying on the bed for eighteen days was not an easy task. Her feet's were lifeless, and so was her body, the urinary Cather was still attached to her, every where in her body was numb, except the little life growing in her.**"Irfan I don't know if I can do this, it is really hard." "You can do it Nas." "Just lift your leg carefully." The physiotherapist said. "Okay." He wrapped his warm hands in hers.He gave her an assuring look. "You can do this babe just take one step at a time." "Okay Irfan." she nodded with determination and clutched the walking aid tightly.She dragged one feet, Irfan was still holding her waist, and then she the other feet. "Yay Nas you did it." Nasreen forced a teary smile. "Okay Nas move slowly... slowly." He said and he let go o
She never liked using swear words but today she had to use them. 'Kam burauba!' She picked the hair spray on her dresser and threw it at him. He dodged it, she looked around, the next thing she saw was her Elizabeth Arden perfume."Don't throw that you would regret it later." She looked at it and did as if she wanted to keep it, and Irfan became relaxed almost immediately. The next thing he heard was the squashing sound of the perfume. "Stop it Nas," He walked up to her and held her hands firmly. Her breathing was ragged, her blood was boiling, there was no calming down. "Calm down okay." "Don't you tell me to calm down, cause I can remember you thrashing things I was pleading with you and you sent me away." She let herself loose from his hold. And nuzzled her hands in her hair and held both sides of her head tight she recalled everything Irfan did to her, it came crashing down on her.
Nasreen knew she made things easy for Irfan, she did not know what came over her, when he came to her room that night she wanted to send him away, she wanted to slam the door on his face and tell him to get out. Her heart was crippled by the pain he cursed her it bled, cause it hurt too much. But she couldn't, she was taken aback by his action, the way he kissed her sent her to another world, she couldn't protest, and the heart wants what it wants, when she saw him for a moment she forgot about everything in the world, all her worries, she just wanted to feel his warmth and not be angry at him, what is life worth living for if there was no love. And there was no forgiveness without love and no love without forgiveness after all. But she was glad she flushed his key, she wanted to destroy something of more substance, she could have burnt the car but what for? Why would she cause him such pain, if she w
The days passed, weeks passed, and months passed, Nasreen became heavy with pregnancy. She looked at her ripened figure in the mirror, the touched her high chubby cheekbones, she had grown from every where even her nose. She was always complaining to Irfan that the nose won't go back to its normal size. Irfan always told her she looked even more beautiful.That was why her sisters and husband decided to throw her a surprise baby shower. Coupled with it was their one year anniversary, one year of different trials and tests one year of knowing and loving each other, one year of patience, one year of commitment. Just the beginning of forever.Nasreen was face timing with Sultana. "Happy anniversary Nas, May Allah continue to bless your union, May your lives be filled with abundant bliss, and many children who would be the coolness of your eyes.""Amin, Yaya thanks, i really appreciate. How are my babie
The sunlit clouds drifted across the clear blue sky, the whole landscape was bathed in the warm glow of the sun shimmering over the sea that glittered invitingly, The weather was as clear as a crystal, the breeze blew gently, Nasreen was exhilarated. As she breathed the fresh air of Bahamas from her lungs, gazing at the sea from their hotel room, in the paradise island.  "Nice view babes, Irfan hugged her from behind, nibbling some words in her ears. She blushed gorgeously. "This is going to be one of the most memorable moments of my life Irfan, Just look at us, how did we get here?" "I don't know babes, we have come a long way, and i know it inside of my heart that i will always love you today tomorrow and always, only you, and even if we try to forget that, love will remind us, that
"Hey, guys here comes Ira and Najma from Tv."A kid said, and all the other kids turned to look at them."Yes, it's us," Ira said with confidence, this was her moment and she was going to let it shine, it was going to make her the coolest kid in sixth grade. She waved smilingly at all of the people looking and talking about them. It was all fine until Ira started feeling like the boss."Don't take pictures, and most importantly don't make eye contact. Ira said and put on Nasreen's shade. It is okay to feel jealous." It got so bad that the kids in lower grades had to get an eye permission slip from her friend Tiffany just to make eye contact with her they wan
Relationships aren't what happens when relationships are good. In some ways the bad times tell us who we are and who we want to be with. The bad times brought them together and they took it from there. She realized that she didn't want him to go, and then the next day came again and she still didn't want him to leave. "Yeah, I went over to see her and then the next day I realized that I still didn't want to go I wanted to be there every day, looking forward to everything that came through, big or small." He entwined their hands together. "And I wanted him there too, and I know we have a lot of work to do but we were choosing each other over any adversary and adversity." "That is very good, Masha Allah, Sometimes we get comfortable in our lives and we forget to do the work, think of your marriage like, what is Irfan's favorite dessert?" "Angel
"Babes!!" He said. Nasreen walked up to him and engulfed him in a warm hug, she wept hard, Irfan rubbed her back soothingly. "It's alright Nasreen." He said calmly."Ha...beee...bb!!" Nasreen stuttered. "What about Habeeb, oh my God did he hurt you?" He pulled apart the hug and scanned her appearance, checking every part of her body."Don't worry Irfan, he didn't hurt me, he is gone for good." "Its alright babe, everything is going to be alright." He placed her head back on his hard chest, and Nasreen continued crying. "Stop crying Nas." He too cried a little. Rubbing her back soothingly.********"Hafeez where is your friend Nabeel?" Muhsin asked. "They have come to pick him up already." "Seriously, did you happen to see who came to pick him?" "No, i didn't, miss Debra only took him out of the class." "Okay then lets go home." H
Nasreen was about to pull over, when she saw a silhouette from afar that looked like Muhsin, he was walking with Amani, she was so sure that it was Amani, but she wasn't sure if it was Muhsin, they both came out from a corner of the street, and Amani was walking lethargically, the man had to hold her for support.She decided to call him to be sure, so she dialed his number, she was still looking at them, to see if he would pick up his phone but he didn't. They had reached the far end of the street, where she couldn't sight them anymore.A curious Nasreen, came down from her car, and went to the corner where they emerged from, it was a tatty and dingy place she wondered if people lived here, wondering what Amani was doing there.A girl of about eighteen walked pass her, she walked as if she didn't have blood in her body. Nasreen saw that she wanted to fall, so she gripped her protectively
1986Lagos the city of hustle, it is always depicted to be a place of hustle bustle. If you no fit wise for lagos you no fit wise for anywhere', Shine your eyes oo' , Eko oni baje o' ...And all the rest slogans you would hear when you arrived in lagos.There was no difference between the day and night, every where was always full with the bestir of people from different walks of life hustling to meet their daily needs. But to Hajara it was a beautiful and peaceful environment, compared to Kano where she had come from, as a new bride, she got married to the one and only man she had eyes on since the very first day she met him. Likewise him, it was love at first sight, she was in her first year in polytechnic, while he was in his final year. They bumped into each other, making her book fall on the floor, he bent down to help pick it up.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It is said that if your face is swollen from the severe beatings of life, smile and pretend to be a fat man. And that was exactly what she was doing, she was trying her best to be normal again, Irfan had cut her deeper than she could ever imagine.As the blurred days crept into one another. She grasped for thoughts, or things she would do to take her mind off him, but instead her heart kept crumbling over and over again. It had been two weeks since the incident, marking it one month since she moved out of the house. Irfan had come thrice but she refused to let him in. He had tried every means he knew, but still, she won't even look at his face. He dare not call his father or brother, or even Imran, what would he say to them, so he decided to call the one person that would understand and listen to him. He dialled her number. "ya Sakinah please I need you right
She had been feeling queasy for days now, she thought it was because she was stressed though. She sat on the bed leg crossed with the second bowl of prawn crackers. crunching it hungrily.She had even forgotten she took a test, until she picked the remote from the bed side drawer, and the kit fell on the floor.She picked it kit up, and the result stared back at her. The plus sign was so prominent, she was definitely pregnant.She looked at carefully again, in utter disbelief, though she had an idea of what was wrong with her, but it was strange now.She kept it aside and placed her hand on her flat tummy. She didn't even know what to do, she definitely didn't see that one coming.Wow pregnant Nasreen.. Are you thinking of raising this child alone? I know you can, but the child would need his father someday, are you going to continue be
"Amani the way you are smiling like this, it is like everything went well." Habeeb said scanning her appearance."S.O.D!!(son of the devil) Amani teased him. How did you come up with such a smart plan, I never thought it would work, only seen it in movies." "I don't know, it just hit me, and I have always been a smarty pants, or may be a should movie producer don't ya think?""Yes that would be better than doing nothing all day." "Who says I am doing noting all day?" He whispered in her ear and without any warning he captured his lips on her lips.Amani was taken aback by his swift force, she could do nothing order than respond to the splendor of the kisses, and in one swift movement he lifted her up and took her straight to his bed.******When they arrived at the pent house, they met the two security guards. "Aha me kuke yi anan. What