Chapter 9
Yusuf
He had been watching her since the previous week that her father had taste to death. She hadn't cried out, her lips were always quivering and he always noticed a lone tear on her face which she quickly cleaned, murmuring some words under her breath.
He was tired of this brooding even though she disliked him which was 100% opposite, he missed her. He missed her lively presence, the twinkled of her nose, the mischief in her eyes and the knit of her brows when she was concentrating on something. Or the glimpse in her eyes when she opens a new book to the emotional breakdown when her favorite characters were killed. He knew the pain of when someone close to us died but this was too much. She wasn't crying out, she was killing herself inside little by little.
She was miserable.
He'd called her best friend to come so m
Chapter 10Sophia "Adé mí*, your food is ready. It's on the table," I called out to Yusuf- my husband. (my crown).I didn't know what else I could do again. I was tired of making his life hell because he said it made him fall harder. He was such a cheesy cool guy.Since past months, I'd been trying but didn't stop myself from my wifely duties like cooking, maintaining the house, caring for him-because that was my duty.Well, I was grateful to Allah for granting me him because he was very tolerable, understanding and patient with me even after all my tantrums. He said I was a fire and he was a moth who was always drawn to me.He liked to tease me with every opportunity he had. He also cherished me with gifts and surprises, especially the bars of vanilla chocolate.Oh
Chapter 11“One thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemy”.~***~ I have been feeling amazing since I woke up. I couldn't stop the radiant smile on my face as I entered the bathroom for my daily routine. I performed wudu*(ablution) and face the qiblah*(where Muslims face when praying), pray two rakatain*(standing) Fajr*(dawn) and Subh* (morning prayer). After praying my obligatory prayers, I sat on the musolah* (praying mat) and ask forgiveness. May He, the one who forgives, forgives, pardons all my mistakes that I did intentionally or not.My beautiful smile never left my face till I entered the kitchen and started to cook my husband's favorite food. When I was through with cooking and arranging the dishes on the table, I went to his room to call him only to meet him halfway, looking unorganized."Your food is ready," I smil
Chapter 12Sophia POVI was drenched from head to toe when I entered his house that I called my home. I didn't know how I got my way home or how I entered the bathroom, removed my soaked dress and changed.I was heartbroken, I was hurt. My heart was bleeding with betrayal and my soul was crumbled with lies. All his promises of love and caring was just a game to him.I knew I was nothing compared to his handsomeness, wealth but why did he marry me?.It hurt.After I was through with my two nafila*(two volunteer prayers), I took the Quran and read it because I know that He who heals the heart would heal mine. The recitation soothing my soul and heart, luring me to a peaceful slumber.I woke up around 7:00 pm when I heard the horn of Yusuf's car. I got up from the praying mat, making my way t
Chapter 13Sophia POV"My ex." The word resonated round the defending silence of the house. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.Was he cheating behind my back?Why did she come back?Was he going to leave me for her?.Millions of unanswered questions swam in my head.When he noticed my unresponsive self he continued,"But it is not what you're thinking, wifey," he rambled quickly.My nose flared up. Lying again, how dare he!."Then explain to me, what is it?" I said calmly, trying to calm the rate of my beating heart."After I was through with the client, she came crying; telling me about her dead father and I was just comforting her, that's all. I swear to Allah, there's nothing between us. Everything was over between us since last year," h
Chapter 14Sophia POV I couldn't believe he didn't believe me. It was true no one could love me.I was nobody.He could never love someone with a disturbing past. I was nothing, just a pawn. My insecurities were really surfacing. The memories, I wanted to forget. I didn't want to believe it but...He never gave me a choice, except to accept that I was no one.I sat at the fountain crying when I heard my phone rang, "Assalamualaikum. Who is this?" I hushed out and looked at the screen, seeing it was an unknown number."How are you, Sophy babe?" I heard Zainab's voice on the other side of the phone.The nerve of her!How dare she!."What do you want?" I growled. This woman was really gettin
Chapter 15"Please, I'm sorry! What have I done so wrong to deserve this?!" The tied little girl said looking nowhere in particular.The room was dark. The cold night breeze was entering through the opened high window. The girl's half naked body reacted to the cold tied to the chair.The girl was slapped on her cheek making her taste the metallic substance in her mouth-blood."You! You are an error since the moment you were given birth to. You are a mistake. Unfortunate, failure, ill fated. You destroyed my life. I don't know why your stupid, fool of a mother gave birth to you. No one will love you. This is where you will rot," the unknown person said while holding her hair tightly, as if wanting to remove her hair from the scalp."Please P..." She was interrupted by a hard slap on her cheek."If you dare complete your senten
Chapter 16Sophia's POV A man in a blue polo walked inside the dark room and I sighed in relief because he was not the person I was dread to see.My nightmare."How was your trip to wonderland," he sang, walking toward me and clapping his hands before taking a wooden chair and sitting in front of me."Think, Sofia; if Maryam is in this situation, what would she do? She is extroverted while I am not"I thought bitterly while I shook my head."Come on, be yourself," my subconscious responded. Alhamdulillah that it was not giving me snarky comments, I hated it sometimes but I loved it so much.I looked the man in the eyes. This man had a boyish face: I thought he would be in his early twenties. He was taller than me but definitely not tall like my Yusuf.My Yusuf!
Chapter 17YusufSomething did not feel right. He had a gut feeling that something bad was going to happen. Since the moment he left home, he was feeling like something was not right, but he shook it off and drove off.Zainab was in need of assistance; she was his childhood friend but everything changed since the last three years. He dated her for six months before he broke up with her and realised that she was like a younger sister. He wished he had realised that sooner.Even his parents wanted them to marry each other except his granny. Her parents too were wealthy but not like them. Her parents were divorced when she was still little but her father still loved her mother; he could always see it clearly in his eyes when he talked about how amazing she was his wife.Reaching outside her apartment, he knocked on her door. "Zainbee, open the door. I'm outside," he called her
BK 2 : Epilogue8 months later.My life had taken a roller-coaster-like movie from one scene to another but alhamdulillah through the journey of my life, I'd learnt, experienced and been more mature. I was able to stand firm with my beliefs on the Creator of the creators, the King of kings.Allah tested us to know who would stay and believe and He said: "Verily after every difficulty is ease". No matter the challenges or situations we found ourselves in, know that Allah would make the way.Who could believe with everything I'd passed through or with everything that had happened I would still be happy in the end But alhamdulillah I was very grateful to the Almighty for giving me patience and steadfastness to pass through it.It was said in a hadith that, 'the earth is a prison for the believers and paradise for the unbelievers'.
BK 2 chapter 28Life was fairing, everything had been going smoothly with Allah's will. Abdullahi was doing okay with his father during weekends. We went to Khaleed's wedding ; Allah blessed him with a niqobii and a hafizoh. I was extremely happy for him. We were expecting our little buds - Rodiyah and Mor'diyyah. The scan I did showed that I was having twins. I couldn't be happier. We'd been preparing because at any moment the babies would arrive in this world."Mom, wheeen arrre my sissssters coooming out?" Abdullah asked, poking my bump."I do not know baby but they are coming soon" I prolonged the 'soon', "you'll soon see and carry them" I said rubbing my stomach tenderly."S, how are you" Abdulrahman asked, walking toward me."I'm fine but my back is aching me" I whined softly while he chuckled."Daddy" Abdullah called him.
BK 2 chapter 27"Who knocks by this time of the day" Abdulrahman grumbled, tossing on the bed."Just go back to sleep, I'll go check" I smiled sweetly at him while I was feeling mad at the person who was knocking.Maryam!, I yelled in my head because she would be the only one to knock by 3:00 am. She might have been trying my number. I'd switched it off because I didn't want any disturbance. I needed my perfect sleep.The rain was pouring vigorously, the cool breeze of the rain was entering through the opened window."No, you wait here" he groaned, taking his jalabiya. I went out without waiting for him.Wallahi, I'm going to deal with Maryam today, I thought angrily. I went to the kitchen to take a spatula to hit her head with it.Maryam, Maryam Maryam!, I chanted in my head.
BK 2 chapter 26Why did he have to come now!.Why is it that every moment of happiness, he always comes to damage it, I wondered.I couldn't move from where I stood, I was frozen.Abdulrahman was talking to me but I didn't respond because the fear I was feeling was greater than my auditory sense.I wanted to talk but my vocal cord to carry the sound was not working. I wanted to move my hand to point but my hand was not working also. I was feeling lightheaded, my breathing was coming out in a short pant. The world was spinning aroundNot again, I thought.Today was going smoothly, I was enjoying today outside with my husband but I felt like puking.I didn't know how it happened but I was puking all the content in my stomach while Abdulrahman was patting my back softly.
BK 2 chapter 25I dressed in my smoky red dress which hugged my bodice perfectly. The sleeves were long which had some different patterns at the hem. The dress was beautiful and it made me gorgeous in it. I wore my black wedge which had some stony particles on the top that was used to form love. I put on my black lengthy cape which compliments my smoky red dress. I left the room not without carrying my handbag along with me which was filled with my purse, keys, Atm and my ID cards.I opened the door and saw Abdulrahman had changed his outfits. He put on a black turtleneck polo which hugged his perfect chest. His V-line showed clearly with his scripture abs and his flexible muscles. His blue tailored pants reaching his enemies. The glasses he put on added more to his beauty. Men with glasses were cool. He parked the car at the front of the house while he was jiggling the car key."Do you like what you
BK 2 chapter 24 I snuggled closer to Abdulrahman, needing his body heat even though I was under the duvet when my phone rang. I checked the time and saw it was 3:00 am in the morning.Who the heck calls at midnight?. I thought.I groaned still feeling sleepy, removed the duvet and picked it without looking at the caller."Sophia, please help me" I heard Maryam's urgent voice. I sat abruptly, straightening my back, my sleep was long gone."What happened?" I asked, now biting my own lip furiously in concern."It is Royhan" She called out frantically."What's wrong with brother Royhan?" I panicked, switching on the light."erm..." She trailed off, "you know..." She gulped because I heard the sound."You know what?. You are scaring me" I shou
BK 2 chapter 23 We had been preparing for Maryam's nikkah (wedding). I was very happy for my friend, she was a sister I never had to me. I should make it a memorable day for her. Whenever I teased her being a wife to be, she always shies away. It was rare to see a bossy lady like her shy away from but it was fun, watching her. She was becoming herself back.She had hidden herself in pain and hurt. When someone is greatly hurt, he or she either becomes rude or silent. Maryam had a bitchy, bossy behaviour but I knew it was her past that made her that way. She was protecting herself from being hurt again. Don't judge people by their attitude, it was their past experience that changed them.I was dragging her to the mall, I needed to change her closet."But it doesn't mean" she whined while I gave her deaf ears.
BK 2 chapter 22 I'd been discharged from hospital a month after Yusuf incident. I'd felt bad for him but there was nothing I could do.My life went back to normal, no drama. Abdulrahman became the most caring and sweetest husband. He attended to all my needs before battling my eyelashes. He knew what I wanted and needed.We were back together, living peacefully. I was happy and content. I'd have him all the permission to my properties, he was my husband and I trusted him.I sat on the couch, thinking about how I could talk to my boy about his father. I couldn't deny Yusuf's rights as a father. And my son had the right to know the truth but how can I go about it?.Children were complicated, how would I explain to him, I thought aloud.The man he knew wasn't his father?
BK 2 chapter 21 I woke up groggily; groaning, squinting my eyes because of the light. I felt a wave of nausea wash over, I stood up quickly, went to the nearest washing basin and puked all the contents inside my stomach. I rinsed my mouth and face as I was walking out of the bathroom, I felt lightheaded. I held the nearest door for support or else I would have fallen with a loud thud on the floor.My family rushed inside, coming to my side. Abdulrahman helped me to the bed and gave me a glass of water. That was what I needed.I drank the water greedily like a thirsty camel. The water went down from my mouth to my stomach, my stomach rumbled. That was what happened to drinking water when you wake up with anything in the stomach."What happened?" my voice croaked, my throat was paining me as I talked. Then I remembered everything. Khadij