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Iqram's POV.

"Aaya?" I ask disappointedly.

It's a name Abdul had always liked, I don't know for what reason but he has always wanted to name his child Aaya.

I couldn't believe it.
He nods "We're having female twins"

I stand abruptly pacing around the room while he was still on the bed staring at me.
"What now Iqram?"

I shake my head "It's nothing"

He looks at me annoyed "What? It's 9am and the last thing I want is for you to start acting out over nothing"

"Nothing?" I ask placing my hand on my waist.
He nods "Then what is it?"

"I thought we were naming our child that?"
"I always said I was going to name my child, you still look surprised each time I say I like the name because you think it's not so good"

I shake my head "I was willing to for you".

"I recommended the name for Lina but you convinced me to name her Aisha, you said it's both our mother's name and you made a point, I just chose Lina as her nickname so now I want to name my children Aaya and Amaya"

"Do you love her more than you love me?"

He stays quiet.
"Do you?"

"That's not a question I can answer"
I scoff. "That's an answer on it's own"

"No! It's not! It's because I can't answer that question. I don't prefer any of you"

I scoff "Come on Abdul stop being such a hypocrite and tell me straight to my face. You always buy her whatever she asks for, when I ask you sometimes you do it and other times you tell me to get it myself. You spend a lot of time with her and her family, unlike mine"

"A hypocrite?!" He asks frustratedly getting on his feet, hovering over me, intimidatingly. I lost half of my confidence seeing him standing.

"First of all I did a lot more for you when you were pregnant, I did everything you asked for even when you asked for the heavens. And what do you expect me to do? Call your brothers on a daily basis asking for closure? They're my family and I've known them a lot longer that I've known you if that's anything plus she's my wife and I can spend as much time as I want with her"

I shake my head aggressively "And I can't be here to watch"

He laughs frustratedly "What are you going to do?"
"Get me a different house, I can't watch this. Lina can't have this growing up"

"You're not going anywhere"
"I will!"

He nods "Okay, I won't stop you but my daughter isn't going anywhere with you. Disappear I don't care. I didn't marry a low self esteemed loser, for once don't see her as your enemy and you'll realize she's not the problem, you are! You are!" He walks out slamming the door.

I hate when we fight but I'm tired of crying at night on nights he doesn't sleep here with me.
I should have him all to myself.

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"Should we get this?" I ask Safina as I pick up a jar of Nutella.

She nods "Yeah, Hamma loves it"
I roll my eyes and keep it back.

She makes an 'O' with her mouth "So you two really had a fight yesterday, makes sense why he's been in a sour mood"

I can't deny that hearing him in a bad mood makes me happy, that means it bothers him because he cares.

She huffs "Instead of coming to a supermarket we should have just gone to the market"
I roll my eyes "Come on, we're just getting a few stuff why do we need to go all the way to a market?"

I huff "Then why is he behaving that way? She must be poisoning his mind"
"Nah, Khairat is actually cool and you used to agree with me before she got pregnant. So the problem isn't Abdul or her it's you, you think she's trying to steal your life".

I nod "Of course she is"
She looks at me judgmentally "So she won't have kids with her husband to make you happy? Just put yourself in her shoes".

I roll my eyes.
"In a way she stopped Abdul from taking Klonopin after he hit you"
"What?"

"You didn't know he went back to taking them?" She asks looking guilty "I'm sorry, I didn't know"

"What do you mean?"
"It's all okay now, she saw marks around your neck and went crazy on him for putting his hands on you, that was why he stopped taking them"

"What's Klonopin? And for what?"

She looks at me wide eyed, scared.
"I'm not feeling so good" she hurries out.

::

I googled what Klonopin is, I checked what it was used for but I still had no idea what was bothering Abdulrazaq.

It's been 2days since I found out and I can't get it off my mind, we're barely speaking to each other because he's still pissed.

But I am too, I'm pissed.
He kept a big part of himself from me.

We celebrated our one year anniversary 4months back but I'm just finding out my husband is sick but not knowing what the sickness is, it's driving me crazy and Khairat knows.

So I went downstairs.
Usually they all sit in the living room watching and I wanted to confront it right there and then.

"Abdul can I talk to you?" I ask him.
He raises his head and looks at him "Right there? By the door frame?"

"it's important"
Safina and Ramla look at themselves awkwardly before leaving.

Khairat was trying to get up, having difficulty. Abdul stands to help her.
"You don't need to go" I say calmly.

He looks at me unsure but walks over staring at me "Are you okay? I hope it's not another family issue?"

I shake my head "Abdul are you sick?"


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