“I would not fuck up this time Adunni ins sha Allah… please, all I want is a second chance… it is only way I can have peace.” He pleaded.
“I want my first love back… I need her for support, you have always been my rock right from the first day you become my wife… I want that woman that treat my parents like hers, I want that woman who always listens all the jargons I say and believe it… Please Adunni, give me a second chance.” He plead them and then he realised there were tears in her eyes again and she rested her head on his shoulder and cried.
“I promise, I will learn, I will learn on how to be a just Husband and I pray Allah make it easy… and like always I need your prayers, please.” He said to her and he listened to her sobs gently and his heart melted, he had never seen this weakest part of his wife, she didn’t even cry much when she lost her pregnancy and he know she must deeply be hurt.
She watched her raised her head and starred at him,
“I am not crying because you want to get married again… I …” she try to explain amidst sobs.
“I know… all the wrong I have done and I am remorseful, I am begging.” He plead and put his hands together to plea and she held his hands and looked into his eyes.
“Yes… we can start again…” She said to him and cleaned off her tears with the back of her hands and felt his hands around her.
“Thank you Adunni.” He said to her.
“You look tired, the fact that you went to the market today and you are still awake at half past eleven.” He said to her and helped her lay on the bed and he lie down beside her.
“I will start going to the market as from next month ins sha Allah.” He said to her almost in whispers.
“You need all the rest you can get at this stage.” He said to her and she nodded without argument, perhaps he should some of the work too, she thought as she felt his hand her waist as she turned towards the right side to sleep, all she wanted was to sleep, she had been too deep in thought she didn’t been able to sleep perfectly for weeks and she hope that night would be different as she closed her eyes.
“Don’t let him see you as strong woman, your mental health is important, if you want to cry, please do, fight him if you want to, shout at him if you want to, you can do anything as long it is not violence and please, don’t bottle it all in.” her sister gave her lecture over the phone and she swallowed hard.
“I am worried about you.” She said to her sister,
“Calm down Ukti, I know we will get pass through this.” Aziza said, she didn’t know how to tell her sister about the reconciliation she had with her husband the night before and how at peace she was which she could not have been in so many months.
“I am just worried, I don’t trust your husband at all… not anymore, after all the empty promises he made before you got married. I trusted him but he betrayed my trust.” Her sister explained.
“He is not that bad sis, believe me I will be fine.” She said to her sister.
“Okay, you know you can always call me if you need anything from me.” She said to her younger sister.
“Ins sha Allah sis.” Aziza said and hung up and that was when her husband entered the living room to her surprise, he had gone to work early that morning and the time was barely twelve in the morning.
“I was not expecting you.” She said after exchanged of teslim, and watched him sat down beside her and place the eatery pack in his hand and placed it with care then he brought out a large bowl of his wife favorite ice cream and she didn’t know when she started with excitement.
“Allow your husband to be lazy and stay at home today.” He said and opened the bowl for her while she smiled and without thinking she gave him a peck on the cheeks and he smiled. Then held her face in his hands, make her lips face him and gave him a kiss and smiled at her.
“This is better.” He said to her and he smiled the more as she blushed and drag the bowl to her side and started consuming the ice cream and he was amazed as she took the ice cream as fast she could and that was when he realised it was the pregnancy cravings.
“Why don’t you tell me you wanted this?” he asked her and she smiled. He remember how she took at least two bowl of ice cream while she was pregnant with Habeebullah daily and he hit himself for being insensitive during her second pregnancy. He know he just have to care for her this time.
“At least you got it today, Jazakallahu khayr.” She said to him and he nodded.
“Promise me you will always tell me anything you crave for, I promise I will get them for you ins sha Allah.” He said and realised she was half way gone with the ice cream,
“Care for some? I am willing to share with you.” She asked him and pushed the bowl to him and he sighed then started with it as well and it was not long before they started playing and laughing like kids and she was glad….
He was at peace too.
She sighed again as she tried calling him again and she sank on her char deep in thought, she wondered why sometimes he would not even pick her calls at all.
“I told you, they always choose one over the other, it is just that in most cases, it is usually the new wife.” She heard her friend Dhikarah said and she swallowed hard, as much as she didn’t want to discuss her personal issues with her friends but she just cannot hide the feeling of being abandoned by her husband to be when their Nikkah is just two weeks away.
“He had not been picking my calls, sometimes the number would not even get connected.” She lamented.
“Are you sure, that woman is not using something on him?” Her friend asked and she frowned.
“Something ke? Like what?” she asked her friend.
“Like love charm…I told you to let me …” her friend tried to explain.
“No, I don’t want shirr… I can take care of my problem myself.” She said to her friend who sighed deeply and then shook her head.
“You don’t know anything girlfriend, women are doing a lot to keep their men these days, don’t be surprise if you end not getting married to him, he might decide not to show up on your wedding day.” Her friend explained sarcastically.
“No, ooo, he would not do that.” She said with conviction.
“When was the last time you saw him?” Her friend asked her.
“Yesterday, he came to the store yesterday to drop something.” She said to her friend who swallowed hard.
“When was the last time he called you?” she asked further.
“This morning.” She replied.
“Just be careful.” Her friend said to her and she nodded.
Sadiqah nodded and suddenly her phone rang and the call was from him and as she connect the call immediately.
“Sis….” She heard his voice from the other end.
“Where are you?” he asked further.
“You called me sis,” she asked him and he laughed from the other end.
“Did you know how many of your missed calls I have on my phone?” he asked her and she was silence before she glanced at her friend whose attention was on the call she was making to know their conversation.