"YOU'LL WANT ME TO DO WHAT!?" Nazmeera exclaimed almost scream at the men in front of her both who flinched.

"We want you to go to Zunran to handle the opening of the company branch there."

Nazmeera gave Khaleel a blank look and then stood up to pace the place in front of them.

"I can't go to Zunran,no I can't go there." She stopped and looked at the two men,"Yasir how can I handle that?Isn't that more of Khaleel's job then mine?Plus you men know that I can't go to Zunran."

"Nazmeera,if I didn't think you could handle it then don't you think I would have put Khaleel's name from the start.Nazmeera there's no one else I find more reliable for this job.I know you don't want to go to Zunran because of your past but just think about it.This is a new start for you and it's only for a couple of months."

Nazmeera's eyes went wide,"A couple of months?Are you nuts?Huh uh Khaleel can go,I can't."

"Oh well you are and no more argument." They all turned their heads to see who she now knew as Hitler aka her superior's superior Mr.Hussein Hossein,the man who signed her paycheck and now she knew she could not argue.

"Yes sir.When do I leave?"

"In two weeks," Mr.Hossein said walking into the office,"Nazmeera I know you don't want to but just remember sometimes what Allah plans is for the best and perhaps this is what you need."

Nazmeera nodded her head at his words,"Jazakallah sir.I'll start making preparations then."

Nazmeera silently left the office leaving the room full of silent men.

If this is what her Lord had planned for her how was she to disobey.If going back was in her taqdeer then so be it for she had always left it to her Lord knowing He would do the best for her no matter what.

Hamza sat stating at the report in front of him,everything he read flying past his head as his eyes fell on his three children who sat in Nazmeera's apartment playing on the floor.

Aamanah was in the kitchen and they were waiting for Nazmeera to come.Hamza could not help but think back to when Nazmeera had come back from the office the first day they had all been at her house.She had brought them food and ate with them before dropping a bomb.

She wanted to work out something for Umme Khultum so that Umme Khultum could have a normal life but she did not want that solution to be them getting back together.

How was this going to work?Only Allah knew but Hamza knew one thing.If he had to move to Canada for his child he would even though that would mean uprooting his other children and Aamanah but what else could he do?Fly down every few weeks to meet his child,FaceTime her and message her?

Hamza sighed before looking back at the children.He had taken the time out to explain to them how they were related to one another and their innocent minds had accepted it no explanations asked for.

The twins had taken to her and they were stuck together all the time,in fact since that night the twins would regularly stay with Nazmeera.Aamanah had taken to this fact very nicely,not complaining as she had told him that if this is what it took to bring Nazmeera home then so be it.

He heard the door open and in walked Nazmeera who look beautiful in a grey top and black pants.He watched as Umme Khultum ran to Nazmeera who got a big smile on her face and picked her up.

"As salaam mu alaykum mama."

"WA alaykum mu salaam Umme Khultum.How was your day?"

"Alhumdullilah mama." Nazmeera put her down and glanced at Hamza before two pairs of arms wrapped around her legs again.

"Mama." Nazmeera froze and Hamza looked up in to see her eyes widen in shock.

Nazmeera kneeled down tears in her eyes as she embraced them.Them calling her mama sent her emotions all over the place,Umme Khultum may have been her child but the twins were her first children.When they met before the children would call her big ummi but them calling her mama held so much more meaning.

"How was your day?" Nazmeera glanced up at Hamza and gave him a sharp nod.

"Good." She stood up and walked past him,glancing into her kitchen she got a small smile seeing Aamanah make food before loosing it.

"I made sharwamas and kebabs." Aamanah said turning to face Nazmeera with a smile and Nazmeera nodded back.

"Okay.I'm going to change and I probably will come to feed Umme Khultum before I do a bit of work." Aamanah gave her a bigger smile as she turned to face the stove.

"It's okay you can work I'll feed her." Nazmeera saw an opportunity to say something that may push Aamanah's buttons and she took it.

"No it's okay just now I might feel like you stealing my child." Hamza's head snapped up as a spoon slipped for Aamanah's hand,hitting the floor yet Nazmeera kept a neutral expression and walked away.

Hamza came into the kitchen and turned Aamanah around only to see her eyes closed.

"Aamanah......."

"No Hamza," Aamanah said opening her sadness filled eyes,"She's just throwing back to me what I once threw at her.I just find it hard to believe that she's changed so much and that we the reason for that change."

Hamza pulled Aamanah into an embrace,"It was us and the circumstances anyone would change." Aamanah pushed Hamza away and shook her head turning to the stove.

"But so much that at every opportunity she gets she throws something mean at me.It makes me question that maybe I was like that to her so many years ago."

Hamza went quiet and Aamanah found her answer but she refused to let it bring her down.She would make it up to Nazmeera one way or another.

After supper they all sat in the lounge having some dessert and the TV switched on.Hamza got off the couch and as he walked around to the kitchen the doorbell rang.

"I'll answer it." Hamza said when Nazmeera started to stand up but she only rolled her eyes at him and walked towards the door.

"I can open it myself so no worries plus it's my house I won't want to inconvenience a guest." Nazmeera disappeared into the passage leaving a dejected and anguished Hamza but those emotions soon changed when he heard a male voice and then a laugh.

"I've brought some peace offerings." Nazmeera laughed when she saw Khaleel hold up a tub of Cookie Dough ice cream and a bag from Walmart.

"What's in there?" Her one eyebrow raised at his sheepish smile.

"Chocp chip cookies ingredients and brownie ingredients." Nazmeera shook her head with a  smile.

"Come on in joker." Khaleel walked in and Nazmeera closed the door,her smile widening when she heard an oomf' as Umme Khultum scream out Khaleel's name.

Hamza sat down next to Aamanah and watched in great displeasure as Umme Khultum hugged Khaleel only for him to pull out a chocolate bar.

"She can't take that she'll get a sugar rush." Khaleel looked at Hamza when he spoke and went to take the chocolate back when Nazmeera's voice rang out.

"No she won't Khaleel always brings for her at this time so she'll be fine." Hamza glanced at Nazmeera who's good with her arms folded over her chest,eyebrow raised and daring him to fight her on that.They held an eye contest until Khaleel spoke again.

"Umme K ignoring them both we going to bake with mama and brothers."

"Yayyyy." Umme Khultum rushed to Nazmeera tugging on her hand causing Nazmeera to break the contest and smile at Umme,"Let go bake mama."

Nazmeera nodded and let Umme pull her into the kitchen while Khaleel walked towards Hamza and Aamanah.

"As salaam mu alaykum Hamza and Aamanah.I'm sorry for not greeting you first Umme Khultum just rushed....."

"It's fine,you can keep your sorry." Aamanah gasped and Khaleel just smiled but a voice rang out.

"Don't be rude to him." They looked at Nazmeera who's eyes were narrowed at Hamza,"His just trying to explain himself."

"Oh well he doesn't need to because I don't want to hear it." Nazmeera took a step forward only for Khaleel to put a hand out.

"Naz it's okay calm down." Nazmeera gave Khaleel a look that told him to shut up and that's what he did as she looked back at Hamza and hissed.

"Be nice or get out." Saying that she stormed forward,grabbing Khaleel by the forearm she dragged him to the kitchen.

Hamza got up and stormed to the balcony,Aamanah got up and made her way to the balcony.

"Why is she defending him!Why?" Hamza asked when his eyes fell on Aamanah who stood next to him.

"His her friend Hamza." He turned to face at her and pointed a finger at the entrance.

"Why do all of her friends have to be guys?Why?Can't she have normal girl friends?"

"She's not a lesbian so she can't have girl friends and neither is she a cheater so it will only be one." Hamza looked at Aamanah with a straight face and she shrugged placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Bad joke,bad timing but you got to understand Hamza.Khaleel has stood by her during her difficult times and it's less drama to have guy friends then having girls.Fron what I've heard from Umme Khaleel would only come with his brother and sister in law who also happen to be friends with Nazmeera so chill."

"I can't.Agghhh." Hamza dropped his head and Aamanah gently petted his back.

"He hates me." Khaleel said amusedly and Nazmeera rolled her eyes.

"Who doesn't he hate." She moved to get a pan for the brownies.

"His jealous Nazmeera." Nazmeera scoffed as she sprayed the pan and put it on the table.

"He has no reason to be jealous it's not like we together."

Nazmeera laughed wiping off some flour from Umar's cheek and he gave her a smile.

"But you'll still married and I'm an outsider." Nazmeera glared at Khaleel.

"You more family then he is and anyway I'm not Aamanah that his jealous." Khaleel touched her arm and Nazmeera looked up from the mixing bowl.

"You right you not Aamanah.You Nazmeera and that is a pretty great reason to be jealous.You a one in a million type of woman and he perhaps only figured that out after losing you,right now his worst fear is that someone might take you away and he wouldn't be able to stop you.Don't disagree hey," He added the last part on when Nazmeera opened her mouth to talk only to snap it shut," Somewhere in your heart you know this is the truth as well."

Nazmeera sighed,helping Umme Khultum and Uthmaan pour the brownie mixture into the pan,"The years have made you wise Khaleeloo."

Khaleel picked up some flour and flickered it towards Nazmeera who burst out laughing,"Between you and Hisham I've had to become the wisest youngest man on earth.I can't wait for taqdeer to hit you'll."

"When's Hisham returning from his trip?" Khaleel shrugged.

"Don't know you know how it is." Nazmeera nodded her head and turned to see Umme Khultum sneaking behind Umar and Uthmaa.

"Ahhhh." The boys scream as flour was thrown at them and Nazmeera laughed as a giggling Umme Khultum came to hide behind her legs.

"Umme you in trouble." Umar and Uthmaan each took some flour and came running towards Umme Khultum who Nazmeera nudged towards the door,so she took off.

"Umme we going to catch you." Rang through the house and Nazmeera lost her smile seeing Khaleel take a fist full of flour.

"No no Khaleel no." Khaleel got a mischievous smile and he threw the flour but Nazmeera moved out of the way.

"What the hell!" Khaleel and Nazmeera's eyes went wide as they saw a flour covered Hamza.

Nazmeera looked at Khaleel who bit his lip,"Oops." Nazmeera burst out into a fit of giggles which turned into full blown laughter.

Khaleel watched as Hamza lost his angry expression and his face filled with awe as he watched a laughing Nazmeera.Khaleel watched him become entranced by her and love spread through his eyes.

Nazmeera finally calmed down from her laughing fit and as she looked up her eyes clashed with Hamza's.She felt a warmth spread through her cheeks and looked past him to see a flour covered Umme Khultum walk in.

"Mama I'm flour monster." Nazmeera started laughing again as she picked Umme Khultum up.

"Let's go get you changed baby." Nazmeera glanced at Hamza,"Why don't you go take your shirt off I'll try to wash it and dry it."

Hamza nodded and glared at Khaleel before walking out causing Nazmeera to shake her head.

"I'm going to watch these brownies and I think the choc chips while you change Umme K."

"Thank you Khaleeloo." Nazmeera laughed when she heard him growl out.

"It's Khaleel."

Nazmeera scream back,"You've been screaming that for the past however many centuries you've been alive and you should know that we won't stop calling you Khaleeloo."

"I'm not centuries old dammit." Nazmeera laughed as Umme Khultum scream out,"Uncle Khaleeloo uncle Khaleeloo."

"Not her too." Nazmeera was almost in tears as Umme Khultum kept on screaming that and finally in the room she changed her out of her flour clothes.

"Mama I'm tired." Nazmeera kissed Umme Khultum's forehead and she laid down on the bed with her.

"Nazmeera I need to change Umar and Uthmaan." Nazmeera looked up at Aamanah and nodded her head.

"Sure take them to the bathroom you can change them there." Aamanah smiled at her as she took two almost as sleepy children into the bathroom.

"Mama Umme love mama,dada,ummi and twins lots.I no want them to leave."

Nazmeera smiled down at her tired child and kissed her forehead,"They won't.I promise."

"Love you mama."

"Love you baby." Nazmeera ran her hand over Umme Khultum's head before moving away and giving her one last kiss walking to the closet.

"Aamanah here's clothes for the boys I went to buy them yesterday.It's on the bed."

Nazmeera walked out to her room and when she opened the door she froze seeing a shirtless Hamza standing in front of her holding up a t-shirt he had probably found in her drawers.

"Who's shirt is this?" Nazmeera opened her mouth and closed it as her eyes traced every muscle on his body before she snapped out of it and looked at the t-shirt in his hand.

"Oh that's mine.It should fit you unless your muscles have increased your shirt sizes." Nazmeera closed her eyes groaning while Hamza smiled,"I wasn't supposed to say that dammit."

"So you got t-shirts in my size?" Nazmeera opened her eyes and rolled her eyes at the smirk on his face.

"I need something comfortable to sleep in and they are comfortable not my fault that I only got it in that size.Not intentionally though." Hamza begun walking towards her and Nazmeera quickly turned to grab the doorknob but before she could leave she was pulled into his hard chest.

"Are you sure?" She shivered feeling his warm breath wash over her ear.

Nazmeera swallowed and nodded her head,"Yes I....I'm sure." Hamza kissed the shell of her ear and Nazmeera closed her eyes tightly willing herself to move but it was as if her body had its own mind as she leaned back into his body.

"Nazmeeerraaaaaaa your phones ringing." Nazmeera's eyes flew open at Khaleel's voice and she turned to push Hamza away,throwing the door open to walk fast away.

Hamza cursed Khaleel in his mind as he watched her retreating back.He had felt her melt into his arms and he knew if he held a bit longer he would have been able to kiss her.

Aamanah sat in the room watching over the children and she smiled seeing the children snuggle together.Seeing them together was the best sight she had seen in a while and she hoped to watch them grow up like this.Was she hoping for too much probably yes but she would hope.

She had wronged Nazmeera a lot and she would fix it no matter what happens.She would fight to give her sister the justice she deserved.She would give Hamza the justice he deserved.They had given her,her justice and they deserved their justice as well.

Aamanah stood up and walk me d out of the room only to be met by a rushing Nazmeera who's face was red and Aamanah looked at the direction she came from before smiling.There stood Hamza who looked murderous and Aamanah shook her head as she made her way to the lounge where she found a plate full of brownies and choc chip cookies.

"Khaleeloo you going to get a sore stomach if you eat it while it's hot." Aamanah looked towards the kitchen where Nazmeera held a plate of cookies behind her back and Khaleel was trying to reach for it.

"But I want now!" Aamanah felt a presence behind her and looked at Hamza who was glaring at Khaleel.

"Aggh Khaleeloo."

"Nazmeeroo." They watched the two friends glare at one another before Nazmeera reluctantly put the plate forward.

"Okay take but never ever call me Nazmeeroo again that just sounds yuck." Khaleel took a cookie and smiled at her.

"That's how I feel when you all call me Khaleeloo."

"Khaleeloo is cute." Nazmeera said as she turned to walk into the lounge and seeing the couple she gestured to the plates on the table,"Come eat."

"Maybe we should call Hamza Hamzoo."

"Hell no!" Nazmeera jumped when Hamza exclaimed this and she shook her head when Khaleel wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"It sounds nice hey.Hamzoo." Nazmeera looked at Aamanah who had spoke and she bit back a laugh at the teasing expression on her face.

"Huh uh anything but that Aamanah." Hamza said as he shoved a cookie into his mouth and Aamanah looked at Nazmeera who burst out laughing.

"Hamzoo sounds like he owns a zoo." Nazmeera laughed harder at that causing Aamanah to laugh as well.

"Nazmee have you chosen an apartment?" Hamza looked at Nazmeera in confusion.

"You moving from here?" Nazmeera froze at that and she glared at Khaleel who ignored her and spoke to Hamza.

"She's moving to Zunran."

"Just for the company opening." Khaleel and Nazmeera spoke at the same time causing Hamza and Aamanah's happiness diminished.

"I am moving to Zunran for the duration of the company opening and then I'll be coming back to Canada."

"We'll you don't have to if we make you the CEO on that side." Nazmeera shook her head as she took a seat looking at Khaleel.

"Hell no I'd rather be here at this position then be there at a higher position." Hamza and Aamanah exchanged looks at her words.

"But then Hamza would be able to spend more time with Umme Khultum if you lived in Zunran." Nazmeera looked at Aamanah and lifted an eyebrow.

"And uproot everything we have here?"

"What do you have here Nazmeera?Your everything is in Zunran."

Nazmeera looked at Hamza who's face was red,"My everything is in Zunran?Perhaps you've forgotten Mr.Sulaiman that you Mrs.Sulaiman's husband,the twins are your children,Abi Jameel and Ummi Jameel are her parents.What's mine in Zunran?"

Hamza stood up,"I'm your husband as well,the twins are your children as well,they are your parents as well and please for the sake of Allah stop calling me Mr.Sulaiman."

Nazmeera stood up and crossed her arms over her chest,"My husband?More like my husband when Aamanah is unavailable.My uncle and aunt who made me marry you despite my constant refusing because that would keep their daughters house safe.The children who I gave my life for and in return I was accused of stealing them.While here I have friends who are family.Who care about how I feel.Who care about my daughter and who wouldn't find her a burden.So give me another reason why I should stay in Zunran?"

"Because I love you Nazmeera."

Nazmeera shook her head,"No Hamza you not in love with me.You in love with the idea of being in love with me.If you really loved me you would have told Aamanah to try and talk to you in private about your issues and let her approach me.You wouldn't try to protect her by hurting me.Ask yourself Hamza were you ever really in love with me."

Hamza was stunned at her words,what was he supposed to say to that.Was it true?Was he really like that?

"I think I should leave.See you tomorrow Nazmeera." Nazmeera nodded her head and Khaleel leaned to whisper in her ear.

"Yumnah will come tomorrow." Nazmeera nodded her head again and Khaleel left.

"I think you guys should leave and take the twins with as well." Aamanah stood up and nodded.

"You right but Hamza will stay."

"No Aamanah you all will leave."

"NO NAZMEERA!" Nazmeera was taken back by her scream,"You and Hamza have to talk it out.I will be able to stay alone tonight with the twins.No arguments."

Nazmeera only shook her head and stormed to her room,slamming the door shut.She did not need to talk to talk to Hamza.He was Aamanah's and it had to stay that way.

Hamza stood in the lounge,his hands on his hips and he bit his li.

"Hamza." He turned to see Aamanah holding Umar and Uthmaan's hands as she led them out.

"I've called a cab and I'll go to the hotel from here.Talk to her and remember when one is fire the other has to be water." Hamza nodded his head and bent down to place kisses on the twins foreheads.

"Okay I will.Don't trouble your ummi boys.Abi will see you tomorrow." He stood up and kissed Aamanah,"Call me once you reach habibty.I love you."

"Love you Abi." The twins mumbled as Aamanah caressed his hair.

"I love you too.Good luck."

Hamza walked her to the door and waved to the them as they got into the lift.Now to talk to his other wife.

Nazmeera carried Umme to her room and laid her in the bed.She grabbed her pajamas and went to do her night routine after changing.When she came into the room again she stopped in her steps.

On the bed laid Hamza in his boxers and another t-shirt hugging Umme Khultum.

"You can't sleep in my bed." Hamza looked up at her and rolled his eyes.

"I want to sleep next to my daughter I don't see the problem in doing that." Nazmeera took a deep breath as she grabbed her gown.

"Fine then I'll sleep in the other room."

Nazmeera walked into the room and laid down on the bed,pulling the covers over her only for it to be pulled away seconds later.Nazmeera opened her eyes and sat up glaring at Hamza.

"Yes Mr.Sulaiman?"

"Why are you behaving like this Nazmeera?" He asked her,kneeling down in front of her.

"This is me being strong Mr.Sulaiman and protecting myself from getting even more hurt.Don't I deserve this?"

"You want this by pushing me and Aamanah away?We made mistakes but we've come to accept it.One more chance Nazmeera just one more chance please."

Nazmeera grabbed the blanket and smiled at him sarcastically,"Empty promises is all you can give.Don't." Saying that she laid down covering herself leaving a dejected Hamza who trugged his way back to the room.Yet he smiled because he still had the next morning to talk to her and convince her.
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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatu

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