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
He was happy with his hard work, finally the love of his life would be his, he had crafted his plan carefully for five months with determination, these were just the last two steps, getting his Nasreen and then taking her away with him to a new country, where they would start afresh again, and he would sweep her off her feet like he always did. He was just waiting for his boys call to see if they had her, he was looking at the two visa's in front of him. One for him and one for his soon to be wedded wife, the love of his life. He had his Imam ready, everything set so that once that dirt bag had divorced her he would take his bride away. All for his crazy obsession for her. He got a call, from one of his boys. "Tell me you have good news." Habeeb said. "Erm we took the two of them boss, both her and her husband, he is such a stubborn thwart, we just had to take him along with us." He
They had almost arrived at the hospital, And Nasreen was exasperated, she had started to feel the baby's head come out. "Oh my God Irfan." She said and gripped his shoulder tightly. "What is it Nas?" "I feel the baby already." She panted hard. "Don't worry soon we would be at the hospital, stay strong my love, he held her hands tight in his. He said agitated. The driver kept saying sorry to Nasreen and increased his pace. When they arrived at the hospital Irfan and the driver quickly ran to get the nurses. They wheeled her to the labour room immediately. The doctor told Irfan that his wound had to be treated with immediate effect. But he insisted that he wanted to be with his wife. Nasreen had to tell him that she would be alright. "You have to get your arm treated IR." "I know Nas but I want to be with you." "Wayyo Allah Irfan!!" she said with a groan a
Days passed, weeks passed, and months passed. Nabeel was growing up so fast, in fact Nasreen was planning on weaning him. She was going to take him to Hajia Ummah's house. They Planned to spend their weekend away from home. So they checked up Hotels and made their decision. *****They were to meet up at Fraser suites. He was waiting for her already at the hotel. He was getting his self warmed up, he was going to woo her today. Nasreen's text popped on his sleek screen. Asking for the number of the room. When she arrived at the reception. Looking drop dead gorgeous. Her outfit from her head to her toe, oozed of elegance. First from the pair of Louboutin high heel, that made her look even taller than ever, she wore a white palazzo pant, and matched it with a white top, and wore a Ralph and Russo coat over it, matched it with her Hermès handbag. She looked too enrapturing, she wrapped her head
"Ouch." She rubbed her temple with three of her fingers. "I am sorry, my bad I didn't watch where I was going was going." He bent down and helped pick her phone. "Oh my, hopefully the phone isn't broken, cause I can't afford to fix it." She muttered in annoyance rolling her eyes skywards. "Wait where are you going? Let me see if the screen is broken, you can't just say sorry and expect I'll just let you go." She pressed the power button and the phone came alive, checking if the screen broke. When he saw her screen saver he was speechless. "How do you know this guy?" Her eyes widened further, "You know him?" She said in utter disbelief. "I will tell you about him." A devilish smirk spread across his lips. "Tell me what you know about him." "Why would I, I don't even know you, and yay!! the screen is not broken, so can I go now?
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