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Hajarah's Pov🌺
Being 6 months along, I think I'm too full even in required parts. Thank Goodness my face is normal or else I'll have tugged out my hair but my lower body, from my waist down has grown really chubby and stretch marks were all over.
My pregnancy which is now six months old is still unknown to everyone else, it seems like my stomach isn't noticable because I wear Abayas and maxi dresses all the time. But a lot of people say that I look chubbier and my skin is glowing. But the only change that I love is how my hair is growing longer. If only Yaya Ammar was here with me to see all of these changes.
But instead, him and Ikram have done nothing other than making my life a living hell. He didn't hit me again though but the emotional pain I felt was more than any beating I'll get. Unfortunately, everyone found out about his marriage with Ikram and were all very angry but I defended him and said that it was his choice.
I just came back from school and I'm hungry as hell, no one is there to even cook something for me. I thought of hiring a new maid but I don't want to have someone else apart from me who knows the 'secret' about their marriage.
Dressed up in a pair of baggy sweat pants and a knee length cream colored shirt, I wrapped a vintage scarf on my head and wore my comfy crocs before I went downstairs with the help of the railing cause I felt really weak.
I opened the fridge and brought out the leftover macaroni and chicken soup which I made for myself yesterday and warmed it in the microwave. To help wash down the food I served aside a chilled five alive.
I kept my plate and cup on the kitchen island and dragged a stool and sat down on it, then I began digging. I finished everything in the plate and gulped down my juice, still not satisfied so I brought out the Cold stone tub of ice cream from the freezer.
I served two scoops into a white bowl and took it to the livingroom along with a spoon.
I know that deep down I want to cry it all out but no, my child shouldn't suffer because of me and his father. I'll take care of my child by making sure that everything is fine with me.
Just yesterday I heard them talking about a honeymoon trip to Venice. My heart broke into pieces when I saw him showing her pictures of their hotel honeymoon suite. What hurts the most is that he doesn't even acknowledge my presence when he's doing his things with her. He's become totally emotionless towards me.
Back to reality, I gently brought the bowl closer to my chest and started licking my ice cream while reading a book on Wattpad. I was scrolling when a part where the main character told her husband about her pregnancy, he teared up in happiness and twirled her around in the air.
I yearned for such affection and love. My everyday prayer is for my child to not experience the lack of a caring father. But the question here is am I doing anything to try and bring back my husband to me?
I need to do something and not just sit at home and pray for a miracle to happen. Even if I can't do something to break the spell since I don't know how to, I can make him fall in love with me all over again if that will help.
I could have easily informed everyone and seemed for help but I can't, Ikram will make things worse and might as well make him hate his family and I don't want that. Someone who can kill a sorcerer using his own spell, to what extent can't she go?
I was too deep in my thoughts that I didn't hear the knock on the door, I only heard the door being opened from outside since it wasn't locked.
"Assalamu alaikum" I recognized Nana's voice and I turned around giddily.
"Nana Asmauuu" I squealed and was about to jump on her but I remembered that I'm not alone. It's been quite hard to control myself from some things.
We shared a side hug and she sat down beside me. "How are you Mims ? I was passing by and I decided to come in and see you. What's up!?"
"Fine fine nana" I faked a smile and was about to stand up to get something for her when I felt her hand on my tummy. My heart skipped a thousand beats.
Before I could protest, she raised my shirt and my bulging tummy was in view. "I knew it!" She said
"W..w-what?" I faked a laugh. "You're pregnant isn't it obvious?!" She rolled her eyes
"What?? Noooo, I just had a heavy lunch" I flashed her a tight lipped smile.
"Do I look like a fool to you?" She raised an eyebrow.
"I wish you were" I whispered to myself.
"Why did you hide this from everyone, eh? Or do you think that it's right to not inform everyone that you're pregnant and it's even this old? Mima.. how could you" She asked, obviously hurt and I couldn't help it.
"I'm sorry Nana, forgive me but even the child's father doesn't know about it" I sighed.
"What?!! Ammar doesn't know??" I nodded and sat back down.
"I didn't intend to anyone about this for the past four months though I tried to tell his mother but she didn't believe me. I thought that she could do something about it cause I was helpless at that time but she refused to believe me and believed Ikram instead". I held back the stubborn tears threatening to come down.
"What are you talking about?".
"Ikram bewitched Ammar. He's completely under her spell now".
"What the actual fuck?!!! And you didn't tell anyone?! It's been four months mima four fucking months and you didn't decide to share this with anyone?! How have you been living like this!?" She yelled angrily.
"I'm sorry but I don't have any choice! I couldn't afford her to make him against other people. I told you I tried to tell Anty Safiya but she didn't believe me! What could I have done?" I started to cry out of frustration
She sighed. "I'm sorry for yelling but I'm angry tbh. But..does he beat you?"
I quickly shook my head no and she engulfed me into a tight hug as we both cried together. "Where is the Ikram?! Let me deal with her and her nonsense today. How dare she?!"
"They both went out for work I guess. But please don't tell anybody, about the pregnancy or what she did. Please, I trust you".
"But how can I let you suffer despite knowing about everything? Haba, I can't do this. I'm going to meet Ammi immediately" She said.
"No! No! Please no, don't inform everyone. Please" I begged.
"So what do you mean now? Everyone will just suddenly hear that you've given birth? Is that what you want?" She asked.
"No of course. I'll tell everyone when I'm ready".
"Wallahi I'm sorry to say but you're also adding problems for yourself. Just don't care about what she does! Tell the elders and everything will be sorted out".
"No, I think I forgot to tell you but the sorcerer who made the spell is no more, she killed him. And you know that she would rather give her life than to break the spell. So it's close to impossible".
"Nothing is impossible as long as you pray to Allah unless He is the one who decides to not grant your wish but Allah is the all seeing and the all hearing, indeed he knows the kind of agony you're in and I hope you know that not even the ones who gave birth to us love us as much as Allah does so what are you doubting in Allah's love for us? Always keep the fact that Allah is with everyone in your mind".
"Nana...thank you for that, I really needed to hear that." I hugged her once again.
"From today onwards mima, I want you to promise you that you'll stand up for yourself. Never let her or the Ammar himself disrespect you again, stand up for yourself but don't forget to always show Ammar how much you love him, whether in front of her or not, show him extreme love and affection and if possible, use your charm and lure to come back to you".
"I promise. And thank you so much". I smiled truly since the past months cause for once, I felt a tinge of hope about the current situation.
"Now back to my little baby, do you know the gender?" I shook my head no and she pouted.
"I can't wait to see him or her. God, I'm so excited" She smiled. "I hope you've started shopping" I nodded.
I shop for baby clothes like once or sometimes twice in a week and could have done more if I had the time.
"Toh me too let me go and start my own."
We continued gisting till we brought up Mahnoor, she's been distant these days. Despite being in the same estate as her, we only meet like twice in a week and we are not even in the same university cause she got a transfer to Nile University.
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