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THREE YEARS LATER….

Nazmeera stared at the stick in her hand with wide eyes.She blinked once,then twice and then she held a hand over her mouth to mute a scream that was coming through.

Oh shit,shit,shit!!!!!!!

Nazmeera closed her eyes and willed the results on the stick away but unfortunately she was not in a room of requirement,so the results on the stick were the same when she opened her eyes.

Ya Allah,now what should I do?Aamanah and Hamza are gone to Cyprus and here I am sitting with a baby in my stomach.

Nazmeera took a deep breath stepping out of the bathroom and looked at the children sleeping peacefully on the bed.

What should I do,she thought to herself as she walked to the lounge and sat dpwn.Who can I phone?Nazmeera begun scrolling down her contact list stopping on Abi Sufyaan's name.

Should I call Abi or leave it till the morning.Nazmeera blew out a breath and just then her phone rang,it was Abi Sufyaan.Nazmeera smiled looking up at the skies,knowing that Allah is surely All-Knowing.

“As salaam mu alaykum Abi.”

“Wa alaykum mu salaam binti.Are you all right?I just couldn't sleep and my gut kept on telling me to phone you to check if you are okay?Is everything okay?”

Nazmeera took a deep breath in and spoke,”Iampregnant.”

“Uhh,Nazmeera please repeat yourself.I could not understand a word you said.”

Nazmeera took another deep breath and spoke in what she hoped was a calm voice,”I am pregnant.”

Abi Sufyaan's joyful voice filled her ear,”Mabruk ye binti Alhumdullilah,I am so happy for you my beloved child.May Allah bless you with health baby.May this baby be the coolness of your eyes and may he bring joy to your heart.”

“Ameen.Jazakallah Abi.Please don't tell anyone in the family as yet I still have to tell Hamza about the baby,I don't want him to find out from someone else.”

“No problem my child.When is Hamza returning from his trip with Aamanah?”

“In a few days he should be here and then I'll tell him.I don't want to disturb his time with Aamanah.”

“Okay binti,other that you are fine I presume?”

“Yes,I am fine.Just nervous about this pregnancy.”

“How so binti?You've been a great mother to Umme and now you have Hamza next to you what else do you need.”

“I know Abi but it's still nerve-racking.I went though my first pregnancy all alone so I know how it goes,I never had any help and I was fine.I know now that I'll have help,I won't be so accepting of it.I may unintentionally say something wrong to someone and I don't want that to happen.All of this is making me nervous.” Nazmeera admitted in  a lowered voice and she heard her father sigh.

“Nazmeera,your fears are warranted but don't let them get the better of you.You think that you won't be accepting but how do you know that maybe that will change and you will be accepting of any help they give you?It's okay to have doubts and fears but it's never okay to let those two feelings get the best of you.You can work through it.You just have to have the belief that you will be able to work through it all.You now have your entire family with you and we all will help you,so don't worry yourself out.Just relax and let it all fall into place itself.”

Nazmeera nodded to herself,”You right Abi,I just have to work against my doubts and fears.Jazakallah for your advice,it means a lot to me.I'll talk to you tomorrow Abi,it's quite late..”

“Ameen,any time you need anything just contact me,okay?Take care of yourself and the children binti.As salaam mu alaykum.”

“I will,jazakallah.Take care if yourself and the others as well Abi.Wa alaykum mu salaam.”

The call cut and Nazmeera walked out to the balcony.She rested her hands on the railing and looked out at the blinking lights of the city.

Nazmeera put a hand to her tummy and looked down.

I'm pregnant and here with Hamza.Ya Allah,my beloved husband will be seeing me throughout my pregnancy and he will see me give birth.

This would be n amazing experience not just for the couple but for their families as well.Nazmeera could not wait and now she wished for the days to hurry,for Hamza to be near her so she could tell him the good news.

Just a few more days baby then your daddy will be near us.Just a few more days.

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Aamanah sat at the seaside,her eyes closed as she listened to the waves crashing against the shore.Her fingers dug deep into the sand and she wiggled her toes,frowning when a shadow fell over her.

She opened one eye and then smiled opening her other eye,as Hamza sat besides her.

“Hey.”

“Hi.” Aamanah dropped her head on his shoulder and stared out at the never ending sea.

“It's so peaceful here Hamza.Thank you for bringing me.”

Hamza laid his head on top of Aamanahs,”Well,we did need a second honeymoon and well Nazmeera basically shoved us on the private plane cause she was tired of us.”

Aamanah giggled as she remembered Nazmeera giving them a earful about the fact that they canceled their holiday so that she would be able to work without the twins distracting her.She then proceeded to throw their clothes in three bags and drove them to the airport on an early Tuesday morning.The plane had been waiting and after she got out,she called the air hostesses to get the luggage on the plane.She sweetly told them to get on and come back only after a month.

When Hamza had tried to argue about work Nazmeera rolled her eyes and told him to shut up because she had that managed by appointing a deputy manager with the help of his GM.

Then Aamanah had tried to put in her two cents and Nazmeera had showed her messages that said that she had not taken a leave since she begun working so she could take the entire month off plus another one week.

After telling them that she would take care of the children she got in the car and drove away leaving the two of them stunned.

“I feel like she just wanted to spoil the children a bit more then normally that's why she got rid of us.”

“I'm not surprised though.The children love it when she spoils them and they don't have any complaints when she takes them away.”

“Yet they trouble her more then us.”

“I want to speak to them.”

Aamanah nodded and Hamza pulled out his phone to video call Nazmeera and the children.

After a few rings the phone got picked up by an over-excited 10 year old,Umme Khultum.

“As salaam mu alaykum Abi,as salaam mu alaykum ummi.Kay fa haluk?”

“Alhumdullilah we are well princess and how are you?”

“I am well ummi.We just finished having ice cream with jadon Abdullah and jadon Moosa.”

“Oh that's nice.Where's mama and your brothers?”

Just as Hamza spoke the twins popped up in the camera,”Abiiii,ummi as salaam mu alaykum.”

“Wa alaykum mu salaam Umar and Uthmaan.How are our princes?”

“Not so good Abi,a boy tried being friends with Umme again.” Uthmaan rolled his eyes at Umar's words and Hamza frowned.

“Which boy might I ask?”

“Abi,his just a boy in my class who asked me if I want to sit on the swings and these two princes blew off the roof.The poor boy was so scared for the rest of the day.”

Aamanah glanced at her twins with narrowed eyes,”What have I said about troubling all the boys that talk to your sister?”

“Not to.” Umar mumbled and Aamanah nodded her head.

“Exactly,the two of you better apologize.When it comes to this don't listen to your father.”

Hamza looked at Aamanah feeling offended,”Jeez don't blame a guy for being protective of his daughter.”

Aamanah rolled her eyes,”You can be all possessive that you want but don't make our sons like that.”

“Should I phone back after your lovers tiff?” They looked at the phone screen to see an amused Nazmeera looking at them,an eyebrow lifted.

“As salaam mu alaykum Nazmee.How are you?”

“I'm in peace that I'm far away from your tiffs.” Nazmeera said in an overjoyful tone and the couple rolled their eyes at her.

“You looking pale,are you sick?” They watched Nazmeera avert her eyes and she shook her head,with a smile.

“Nope just a cold.” Then she gave them a blinding smile,”How's Cyprus?”

Aamanah was not convinced that Nazmeera was just sick but knew that if something would be wrong Nazmeera would tell her.

“It's amazing.The weather is great alhumdullilah.”

“Alhumdullilah.Ya Allah I need to go take the muffins out of the oven.”

“Ohh what muffins did you make Nazy?” Nazmeera almost laughed at Hamza's over excited voice.

“Choc chip.”

“Ohh.” Aamanah and Nazmeera giggled at the dreamy look on Hamza's face which then turned to a pouty look,”Please don't eat all.Save some for me.Please.”

“Okay we'll see.I'm going.Children say as salaam mu alaykum to Abi and Ummi.”

The children scream the salaam and the adults exchanged salaam before the call got cut.

“We very lucky to have such an amazing family.”

“You right.We probably wouldn't be here without them.”

Aamanah snuggled into Hamza's side and he wrapped an arm around her,kissing her forehead.

“And In Sha Allah our family will always stay like this.”

“Ameen.”

After a week the couple flew back to Zunran where they prepared to surprise Nazmeera and the kids.

“I can't wait to hug the kids.It feels like eternity since I've held them in my arms.”

Hamza nodded,”Yes,it does feel like eternity.I hope our apartment is still standing and not demolished by them.”

Aamanah chuckled,”Knowing Nazmeera and how she behaves with the kids that would be a miracle.”

Very soon the driver pulled up at apartment building and the couple got out pulling the bags behind them.

Nazmeera sat on the lounge floor helping the children with their work when she heard the doorknob turn.She frowned,Abi Sufyaan and Abi Jameel were both back at the tribes so who….

“Abi,ummi.” Nazmeera smiled when she saw Hamza and Aamanah.She stood up to greet them and they all sat down.

“Abi,did you bring us any gifts?” Hamza glanced at Umme Khultum who he carried in his arms and he nodded.

“Yes,I brought all my children gifts.”

“Yay.” Hamza put her down and walked towards Nazmeera,who stood smiling at them.

“As salaam mu alaykum habib.Welcome home.”

“Wa alaykum mu salaam.” Hamza wrapped his arms around Nazmeera and she did the same,burying her face between his shoulder and neck.

Nazmeera felt her stomach doing flips back and forward,when her body touched Hamza.

Hamza pulled away and he smiled down at Nazmeera who lifted her head to look at him,”You look tanned.”

Hamza rolled his eyes knowing that Nazmeera loved how his normally olive skin had turned a few shades darker,”Haha you not funny.”

Nazmeera just shook her head and hugged Aamanah who wrapped her arms tightly around her sister wife.

“I missed you Nazmeera.”

“I missed you too Manah.How was your trip?”

“It was great.” Aamanah replied sitting down and Nazmeera joined her while Hamza took one bag to open it and take out the children's gifts.

“So my roof is still standing?”

Nazmeera gave Aamanah a huge smile which was very saecastic,”No,it's a hologram hey.Why would you think your roof wouldn't be standing?”

“Cause you plus the kids equal trouble times four.”

Nazmeera rolled her eyes at Aamanah's teasing tone,”Haha funny.Now I'm going to leave in a while,you guys rest up.There's food in the kitchen and the domestic worker will come tomorrow.Thr kids will probably want to stay with you'll but they also tired so I suppose they'll fall asleep soon.Umme Khultum will also want to stay so when Hamza comes to my house he can bring her with him.”

Aamanah's smile dimmed,”Naz,why don't you move into your old apartment?”

Nazmeera almost lost her smile but caught herself at the last moment and gave Aamanah a small smile,”I can't Aamanah.That place has too many bad memories for me and I'm quiet happy where I am right now.There is a good balance that we are maintaining between our lives and I don't want to disrupt that.Please understand.”

Aamanahb nodded her head dejected,”I understand but it was worth a try.”

Nazmeera squeezed her hand and got up,”Umme Khultum.” Umme came running towards her and wrapped her arms around Nazmeera legs,”You staying here tonight with daddy and ummi.When daddy come to our house he'll bring you with,okay?”

Umme Khultum nodded,”Okay mummy.I love you.”

Nazmeera bent down to pick her daughter up and kissed her cheek,”I love you too baby.Don't trouble daddy and ummi.”

“I won't.I promise.” Umme Khultum kissed her cheek and Nazmeera put her down,she ran to sit down and play with the twins.

Nazmeera went to greet the twins who hugged and kissed her before letting Nazmeera go.

“I'll walk you down.” Nazmeera smiled at Hamza and she nodded.

“Okay sure.”

“Where's your bags?” Hamza asked looking around.

“In the car already,don't worry.” Hamza nodded and after greeting everyone else again,Nazmeera walked out to the elevator with Hamza besides her.

“So how was your holiday?”

“It was nice but very hot.”

Nazmeera looked at Hamza with a raised eyebrow,”You do realize you live in the desert and you went to a place that has beaches,the only thing you complain of is the heat?”

Hamza nudged Nazmeera softly,”But you catch my drift,woman.How was your time with the kids?”

“Tiring,I think I grew a few years older trying to deal with them.”

Hamza chuckled,wrapping his arm around Nazmeera's shoulders,”Well,you still look beautiful to me so I don't mind you growing a few years younger in a short span.”

Nazmeera rolled her eyes at his silliness,”But I loved every moment of it,so you won't hear me complaining.”

The elevator came to a stop and they got off,”Spend two more days with Aamanah and the kids,then you can come to me.I just want to wrap up a project without any disturbance.”

Hamza nodded,disappointed that he would have to stay away from Nazmeera after not seeing her for so long but hey,what the wifey says goes.As they came to a stop next to Nazmeera's car,he turned her to face him and pulled her in for a hug.

“I really missed you,Nazmee.These two days will be hell but I hope it passes by quickly so that I can be with you soon.”

Nazmwera felt an entire zoo march through her tummy at his words and she tightened her arms around him,equally tight.

“I missed you too habibty.I can't wait to spend time with you soon but right now you need to spend time with the children as well.In Sha Allah soon you'll be holding me.”

Hamza reluctantly let go off Nazmeera and placed a kiss on her lips,letting his lips say on hers for a while before pulling back,resting his forehead on her forehead.

“Stay.”

Nazmeera heard the plea in his voice and she shook her head with a small,pleading smile,”You know I won't be able to,I just can't.”

Hamza nodded,dejected only to smile when Nazmeera kissed his lips again,before moving her lips to his ear as she stood on tipie toes.

“I love you,Hamza.”

Hamza put his hands on her hips and pulled her close to him,”I love you too,Nazmeera.”

After staying in an embrace for five more minutes,they finally broke the embrace and Hamza helped Nazmeera into the car.She promised to phone him once she reached home and Hamza waited until she drove out of the parking lot,only then did he return to the elevator.

Something went off in Hamza's mind and he shook his head at not realizing before.Nazmeera looked a bit pale and she seemed a bit withdrawn,now he was worried had something happened which he was unaware of or was this just his imagination.

TWO DAYS LATER….

Nazmeera walked around the lounge,straightening out a pillow that she had straightened out just five minutes before.She was nervous to be honest,Hamza was on his way and she had to tell him that she is pregnant.

This was going to be easy,“Nazmeera chill.” Great now I'm talking to myself,Nazmeera shook her head making her way to the balcony.

Hamza walked into the apartment and smile seeing it cleaner then a hotel room.He silently thanked Aamanah for deciding to keep Umme Khultum with her so that he could spend a few days with Nazmeera.

He put the gift bag he held in his hand on the couch and looked around to see Nazmeera,only to spot her at her favorite spot in the house.The balcony.

Silently he made his way over to Nazmeera and wrapped his arms around her,”Hi.”

Nazneera jumped when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her and then relaxed when she heard Hamza's voice.

“Hey.” She leaned back into his body and Hamza laid his chin on her shoulder.

“Where you lost?”

Nazmeera shook her head lightly,turning in Hamza's arms to wrap her arms around his neck and she rested her chin against his shoulder. Hamza wrapped his arms around her waist tightly,holding her to him and bending so that he could press a kiss above her ear

“Nowhere.” Nazmeera finally replied but her voice was muffled by Hamza's shirt and he could only nod.

“Umme is with Aamanah so we going on a date.” Nazmeera could only nod,as she took in Hamza's scent that surrounded her senses.

Hamza did not know why but he had a feeling that something was wrong,but what he was not sure.

“Nazy,whats wrong?” Nazmeera shook her head,pulling back from Hamza,giving him a smile.

“Nothing habib.I just missed you.”

Hamza frowned,he scrutinized Nazmeera and he felt a pang of worry when he noticed that she looked pale,”Do you need to go see the doctor?You've been pale since we FaceTime the other day.”

Nazmeera shook her head,smiling at Hamza,”Nope,I'm not sick.I already went to the doctor and she said I'm lacking red blood cells,so I need to take vitamin C tablets.”

“Why didn't you tell me?”

Nazmeera smiled at him as they begun to walk into the house,”Because then you'd worry and you a bag of worry.Now what must I wear to our date tonight?”

Hamza shook his head when Nazmeera changed the subject and he pointed to the gift bag he had brought,”What you have to wear is in there along with a few other gifts.”

“Jazakallah habib.” Nazmeera kissed his cheek and sat down to go through the bag.

Hamza watched a smile spread on her face and she smiled up at him,standing up to hold a beautiful black dress which had white flowers around the bottom.

“MashaAllah Hamza,this is beautiful.Jazakallah habib.”

“See what else there is in the bag,I bought some of the stuff here in Zunran and the one jewelry piece came from Cyprus.”

“You know I don't mind where you buy me anything from.What matters is your intention nor the price.So what's the plan for today?”

“Well,for now I need a power nap and you madam will be joining me.” Hamza pulled her up and Nazmeera laughed as he pulled her towards the room.

“You do realize you wearing jeans,right?”

Hamza paused and rolled his eyes,before looking Nazmeera up and down,”You clever to be wearing sweatpants,now you can lay down and wait for me.”

Nazmeera nodded and climbed under the duvet.As her eyes drifted close,Nazmeera felt the bed dip and an arm pulled her closer,until she was against Hamza's chest.Nazmeera turned around snuggled into him.Hamza placed a kiss on Nazmeera's forehead and closed his eyes.

A few hours later Nazmeera and Hamza woke up and got ready to go out.Hamza wore a black shirt which he tucked into black suit pants and threw over a black suit jacket.His cufflinks were beautifully shaped in silver squares and Hamza put on black formal shoes to complete the look.

Hamza got out of the closet,only to stop in his tracks when he saw Nazmeera.Nazmeera busied herself in wrapping her scarf around her head,was aware of the burning gaze of her husband but she did not dare look at him.For she knew,one glance and she would be a goner.

Finally when her scarf was firmly wrapped around her head,Nazmeera turned to look at Hamza and she could not help,but be blown away.Hamza looked handsome and Nazmeera could not help but smile at him.

“MashaAllah habib,you look very handsome.” Hamza smiled back at Nazmeera and made his way to her as she reached for her nude high heels.

Hamza bent down and swatted Nazmeera's hands away lightly,before helping her wear the heels.

Nazmeera felt her throat grow heavy with emotions,as she found herself staring into her husband's beautiful eyes.

“MashaAllah wifey,you are looking twenty times better then me.May Allah keep you safe from everyone's nazar including mine.”

Nazmeera felt her cheeks heat up in a blush and she mumbled an ameen before turning to face the mirror.Hamza watched as Nazmeera put on her favorite gold watch on her left hand and Pandora bracelet on her right hand.

Hamza brushed his hair back as Nazmeera put a simple diamond necklace around her neck and finally stood up to stand next to him.

“Ready to go habibty.”

Nazmeera nodded,reaching for her purse and sliding her phone in it,”Yes,I'm ready to go.”

The couple walk out of the apartment hand in hand and made their way downstairs to Hamza's BMW,5 series,M sport which Nazmeera noted seemed to shine even brighter under the full moon.

“Hamza,I’m stealing this car from you.It’s so beautiful.”

Hamza chuckled at his wife's awe filled expression,”You don't need to steal it,you can just ask for it.I'll happily borrow you my car.”

Nazmeera looked at Hamza with huge eyes and a overall shocked expression,”You going to let me borrow your car?”

Hamza stole a two second glance at Nazmeera before focusing on the road once again,”Uhh,yeah.Why are you so shocked?”

Nazmeera shrugged looking forward,”Uhh well,men don't usually borrow their wives their car.It's a sort of unspoken law and here you giving me full permission to borrow your car,so forgive me if I'm a bit freaked out.”

Hamza laughed and he reached over to grab Nazmeera's hand,he held her hand as his arm rested against the arm rest.

“Well,you my wife and I know you a great driver and you won't let anything happen to my car so that's why I'll borrow you my car,with no worry.”

“Aww so sweet.By the way,where are we going for supper?”

Hamza winked at her,”That my love,is a surprise.”

“I hate surprises.” Nazmeera mumbled under her breath but Hamza a caught it and not missing a beat he replied.

“That's why I'm keeping it as a surprise.”

Nazneera tried to glare at him but could not help the smile that grazed her lips,after he gave her a boyish smile she saw after a very long time.

When Hamza turned into a parking lot,Nazmeera smiled seeing the sign.He brought her to her favorite Chinese restaurant,where Nazmeera could eat sushi and all other lovely Chinese food.

It was a formal place that Nazmeera had discovered long ago with Ihsaan and then one day she had taken Hamza there to have a meal.

They got off the car and entered the restaurant,where Hamza told the hostess the name he had booked the table under.

Hamza pulled Nazmeera's chair out for her and Nazmeera thanked him as she took a seat,Hamza sat next to her on the square table.They ordered without looking at the menu and the food arrived ten minutes later.

“So,how's work been?” Hamza asked as they begun to eat and Nazmeera looked up from her food.

“It's been okay,you know the usual.I'm getting pretty tired of working.”

“So you think you might retire?”

Nazmeera shrugged,”I'm not getting any younger and I want sometime with my children.I feel like I'm missing out a lot on some of the aspects in Umme Khultum's life and I don't want our relationship to be like that,but then I love what I do so it's a kind of a do-I-want-don't-I-want to situation.”

Hamza thought for a couple of seconds before answering,”Well,in my point of view,perhaps we should have another child so…..Nazy!” Nazmeera felt the water she drank go down the wrong path and started coughing,

Hamza reached for Nazmeera and lightly tapped her back until the coughing stopped,”Are you okay?”

Nazmeera nodded with a light smile on her face,”Yes,I'm fine.The water just went down the wrong pipe.You were saying?”

“I was saying that perhaps we should start trying for another child.I really wnat to have another child with you and this time I want to be there for you through all of it.”

Nazmeera felt her cheeks flush with blood and she could slap herself for not telling Hamza that she was actually going to have a baby sooner then he could have thought.

“Ahh,well we'll see hey.How has your work been?”

Hamza felt a pang of hurt go through him when Nazmeera ignored what he had said about having another baby.Three years ago Aamanah had,had a Hysterectomy done,due to Uterine Fibroids.Despite numerous treatments to reduce the lumps that grew on her uterus,it did not help and as a last choice,Aamanah had to have a Hysterectomy done.

Aamanah had been thankful to have at least two children before the Hysterectomy but Hamza had been sad,he wanted more children.

Nazmeera had refrained from talking about having more children but after Aamanah had give Hamza a long lecture the previous few days,he had finally gathered the courage to ask Nazmeera.Her ignoring the request he made,made Hamza feel dejected.

Hamza shook of the feeling that still lingered at the back of his mind and he replied to Nazmeera's questioning.

The car ride to the apartment was nothing less then awkward and Nazmeera knew that this was her fault.Yet there was a timing for everything dn once they would reach home,she would tell Hamza that they are already.

Hamza and Nazmeera entered the apartment in an almost unbearable silence.

The couple made their way to their room and changed,Hamza was quick to put on a pair of sweatpants and leave the room,Nazmeera sighed.She removed her makeup and jewelry,before taking off her clothes after she found a nightshirt.She wore a red,silk nightshirt that came to her knees with a black pair of bum shorts and made her way out of the room.

Nazmeera saw Hamza standing at the large sliding door,looking out at the light filled city and she took a deep breath as she saw a cloud of smoke in front of him.

Hamza had begun to smoke after Aamanah's Hysterectomy but shukar he never became a chain smoker.Yet once in a while,when he would be stressed or troubled by something he would smoke a cigarette.

Nazmeera walked towards him and wrapped her arms around him,her chest pressed against his back.She kissed the side of his neck,”Hamza,I'm sorry for trying to sidetrack what you said about us having a baby but… .”

Her whispered voice washed over Hamza,who put out the cigarette on the ashtray that sat on the nearby table and he turned around abruptly.

“Why don't you wnat to have another child with me,Nazmeera?I thought you said that you were done involving Aamanah in our lives years ago but here we are with you not ready to….”

Nazmeera knew she would not get a better chance then now so she cut in and she dropped her bomb,”I'm pregnant.”

“I don't care.Can you bloody…” Hamza's eyes went big and it was Nazmeera's turn to roll her eyes as it hit him,”Wait.WHAT!”

Hamza's eyes trailed down Nazmeera's body,stopping on her still flat tummy and then he looked back at her.

“You pregnant?”

Nazmeera nodded her head and Hamza's eyes grew wet,his fist going to his mouth.

“You serious?”

“Yes habib,I'm serious.I'm pregnant.”

Nazmeera felt her heart clench as a few tears rolled down Hamza's cheeks and a huge smile grew on his lips.

Hamza wrapped his arms around Nazmeera,holding her tightly against her body and he thanked Allah for giving him this moment.

“I..I'm so happy.Ya Allah.” Hamza pulled away and fell to his knees,pushing Nazmeera's nightshirt up.

Nazmeera watched with tear filled eyes as Hamza put his hands on her hips and gave her tummy a kiss.

Hamza felt Nazmeera's hand in his hair and he laughed,”We becoming parents again Nazmee.You giving me this joy.Jazakallah habibty.Jazakallah.”

Nazmeera sat down as well and she rested her forehead against his,”Congrats Abi,you going to become a father again.”

Hamza kissed her lips lightly and they wrapped their arms around one another,lost in this beautiful moment.

The moon smiled,her silver light falling on the couple.The winds danced in joy,wrapping around one another and the eldest of the winds let them do as they wished,for verily many wishes came true on that blessed night.The sun complained to the moon,who chuckled at his restlessness to appear.Patience,she told the sun,for she had waited a long time to experience this as well.

Aamanah walked up to the door,with the three children walking in front of her and Umme Khultum knocked on the door.Aamanah giggled when the twins followed suit and knocked as well.

The next time they raised their hands to knock,Aamanah knocked at the door with them.

Aamanah heard footsteps come closer to the door and the door opened to reveal Hamza,who had a huge smile on his face.

“As salaam mu alaykum Abi/daddy.” Hamza bent down and hugged each child individually,before they ran into the apartment and then Hamza hugged Aamanah.

“As salaam mu alaykum habib.”

“Wa alaykum mu salaam habibty.Hoe are you?”

“Tired as hell.How did Nazmeera survive with these children for four weeks,I can't survive for four days.” They walked to the lounge where the children were playing on the floor and Aamanah looked around confusedly.

“Where's Nazmee?”

Hamza smiled down at her and gestured towards the hallway that led to the rooms,”She's in the room,go meet her.”

Aamanah nodded her head,feeling confused as to why would Nazmeera wnat to meet her in the room.

“Knick knock,can I come in?”

“Come in.” Aamanah pushed the door open and found Nazmeera sitting on the couch in the room with a small gift sitting beside her.

“Hey,you okay?”

Nazmeera smiled at Aamanah and patted the spot next to her,”Yep,I'm fine.Come sit here.”

Aamanah sat next to Nazmeera who handed her the small wrapped,rectangle shaped gift,”Open it.”

Aamanah nodded and slowly unwrapped the gift,only to gasp when she saw what it was.The box she would recognize anywhere and she looked at Nazmeera with her mouth open.

“Uhh,Nazy?” She glanced up at Nazmeera who put her hand on Aamanah's.

“I'm pregnant.”

Aamanah could not help but gasp again,tears filling her eyes as she glanced down at Nazmeera's tummy.

“You..you not joking,right?”

Nazmeera shook her head and Aamanah pulled her into a hug.

“Ya Allah,I'm so happy for you Nazmeera.This is amazing.Shukar alhumdullilah for this wonderful gift.”

Aamanah pulled back and put a hand on Nazmeera's tummy,”I can't believe we going to finally have another baby here.”

“I couldn't believe as well but here we are.” Nazmeera touched Aamanah's arm lightly,”I want you to be my child's foster mother,with Umme Khultum you never had that chance.I want you to have that chance now.Will you do me the honor of becoming my child's foster mother?”

Aamanah nodded with tears sliding down her cheeks and pulled Nazmeera into another hug,”I will habibty.I will.”

Nazmeera hugged Aamanah equally tight and then pulled back again,smiling at her.

“Ready to tell our little troubles that they going to have another sibling?”

Aamanah chuckled,wiping her tears,”This will be interesting to watch.”

A few minutes later,they sat in front of three ten year olds,who stood with their mouths dropped open.

Umme Khultum was the first one to squeal and hug Nazmeera,”Yayyy,I'm going to be a big sister,finally!” Umme Khultum looked at Nazmeera with innocent blinking eyes,”Can you please have a girl?”

Nazmeera chuckled and kissed Umme Khultum's forehead,”Make dua Allah gives you a baby sister.”

“In Sha Allah,ameen.”

Nazmeera looked at the boys who seemed to still be lost in the shock of the announcement,”Umar,Uthmaan?”

They blinked up at Nazmeera and finally smiled,”We going to be big brothers again.” They hugged Nazmeera and then hugged Aamanah.

Nazmeera looked at Hamza who was staring at them,with wonder filled eyes and he mouthed,”I love you.”

“I love you too.” Nazmeera mouthed back and looked at Umme Khultum who was speaking to her.

Hamza watched his family and his heart was filled with jou.His whole family was happy and nothing could make him more happy.He made dua that Allah kept jhis family like this always and forever.

THREE MONTHS LATER…..

“HAMZA!” A scream came from the room and Hamza rushed to see what's wrong.

“What happened?” His eyes went wide when he saw that Nazmeera's eyes were filled with tears,”Habibty,why are you crying?”

“My jeans is too tight,I'm getting fat.”

Hamza smile,at four months pregnant his wife was a mess of emotions and he was trying to get used to it.He walked towards Nazmeera,a smile on his lips and he held her arms,”You not getting fat,our baby is growing in there.” He said placing his hand on her small baby bump,”To me you are still beautiful.As for your jeans.”

Hamza walked into the cupboard and pulled out a bag which he handed to a sniffing Nazmeera.

Nazmeera gave Hamza a curious look before opening the bag and a big smile graced her face,she looked up at Hamza,”You bought me a few maternity dresses.”

She hugged him and pulled out a black maternity dress with pink flowers all around it.Nazmeera pulled off the blouse she wore and slipped on the maxi dress,looking in the ceiling-to-floor mirror.

“You look stunning Nazmee.” Hamza said,wrapping his arms around Nazmeera who smiled at him.

Jazakallah,for the dress and compliment habib.Is my food ready?”

Hamza nodded and a squealing Nazmeera pulled him out of the room.

FIVE MONTHS LATER….

“HAMZA,I…I'm going toooooo….aahhhhhh...kill….you!” Nazmeerss voice boomed out around the hospital room and Hamza flinched as his hand was pressed even harder.

“It takes two to tango.” He said in a matter of fact voice and Nazmeera gave him the best glare she could muster while in labour.

“And...and it takes one….one bull…bullet to kill youuuuuu.” Hamza glanced at Aamanah who stood putting a wet cloth on Nazmeeras forehead,”Manah you killing…..killing mister…..idiot ahhhhhh….with me.”

Aamanah nodded her head,”Yes,Nazmeera we'll kill him together.For now can we focus on getting the baby out of you.”

Nazmeera threw her head back,eyes closed as her contraction hit her quicker.

“Hamza I'm going to castrate y….you.Ya Allah….” Hamza winced,not at the pain from his hand being squeezed but by at the pain that showed on Nazmeera's face as she bent her head forward,eyes tightly shut.

“Mrs.Nazmeera I can see the baby's head.Just two more pushes and you'll be holding your baby.One…two…push.”

Nazmeera screamed out as she gave one last push,feeling something move out of her and then she looked forward at the doctor who held her child,with waiting ears for her child's first cry.

And then it came,the first cry causing Nazmeera to smile dropping her head onto the bed.

“Congratulations Mrs.Nazneera you have a beautiful baby boy.”

Her baby was brought to her blood and the white coating all still on her baby.Nazmeera looked down as her baby was put on her chest for the first contact.Nazmeera felt her nose sting from unshed tears and she placed a kiss on her baby's head.Her baby's brown-green eyes stared back at her and blinked.He had her mother's eyes and that made Nazmeera shed a few tears.

Hamza felt a tear drop and he gently brushed his baby's cheek with the back of his index finger,”MashaAllah habibty,you give birth to beautiful children.”

Nazmeera managed to smile at him before the nurse took the baby away to wash him.

Nazmeera smiled in joy and exchanged glances with Hamza who wiped her tears away,then repeated the action on himself.Nazmeera closed her eyes,only to feel a hand caress her forehead and she opened her eyes to glance at Hamza,who stared down at her lovingly.

“MashaAllah you done it habibty.I am so proud of you.”

Nazmeera managed to give Hamza a weak smile before looking at Aamanah who stood looking at their baby boy.

Aamanag turned to smile at her with a smile,”MashaAllah Nazmeera,your baby is beautiful.”

Nazmeera's smiled at her sister wife and then winced,as she felt the midwife start the aftercare.

A few minutes later the nurse turned around,”Who will hold him first?”

“Aamanah will hold him first.”

Aamanah felt her body shake as the nurse gave her the baby to hold and taking a deep breath she looked down at the small bundle of joy.

He was beautiful,exceptionally beautiful.Aamanah kissed his forehead and then took the baby to Nazmeera.

“Let Hamza hold him,I don't want to take this experience away from him.”

Aamanah nodded and carefully handed the baby to Hamza,who with a bit shaky arms held onto their baby boy.

“I'll be outside.”

Nazmeera nodded at Aamanah,”Tell everyone that we have a beautiful baby boy and we'll meet them once we in the other room.Just send Zaid inside,he has to read the azaan and iqaama in our son's ear as well as do his tahneek.”

“Okay,I will.” Aamanah kissed Nazmeera's forehead before leaving,

Nazmeera looked at Hamza who seemed enthralled by their baby.

“So Hamza,what have you decided to name our child?” As Nazmeera had named Umme Khultum,she had left the decision as to what their child's name should be on Hamza.

Hamza smiled down at Nazmeera as he sat on the side of the bed,”Muhammed Bin Hamza.”

Nazmeera smiled and she lightly touched her son's head,”Muhammed.”

Their was a knock on the door and the midwife along with the nurses tried to make Nazmeera look decent before allowing the person in.

Zaid walked in and he smiled at Nazmeera.Hamza got up and waited until Zaid sat down on a chair before handing Muhammed to him.

Zaid gave the Adaan in the right ear and Iqaama in the left ear.Hamza put honey on Zaid’s right hand index finger which Zaid then gently rubbed on Muhammed’s palate.

Zaid gave Muhammed a kiss on the forehead and then kissed Nazmeera on the forehead,whispering a ‘mubarak’ to his sister before leaving.

Just then their baby boy begun moaning and Hamza smiled at Nazmeera,as the nurse begun to lift the bed a bit.

“Seems like he wants his mama to feed him.”

Nazmeera took her baby boy and laid him on her chest.She begun to freed him and once he fell asleep handed him to Hamza,so that the nurses could help her out and get her ready to see everyone.

A few hours later,Nazmeera sat surrounded by her entire family.Her children,Umme Khultum,Uthmaan and Umar seemed to be captivated by their younger sibling who sat in Abi Sufyaan's arms.

As soon as the doctors had given permission for the family to visit,there had been a bit of conflict over who would hold their baby boy first.

Abi Sufyaan clasped his hand on Abi Jameel's shoulder and told him to hold his grandson since he had already held Umme Khultum when she was just a few months old.

Nazmeera felt a hand on either of her shoulders and she looked at her beloved ones.

The woman who had given her a husband like Hamza and a husband who had given her the world what else could Nazmeera have ever asked for.She was ever grateful to the Lord for giving her such a family.Yes,they had many obstacles in the past and they would have many in the future but for now,she was content with what she had been blessed with.Her father now by her side,her aunt and uncle who had always held the position of being her non-biological parents.Her siblings,Zeenat,Zaid and Sufyaan who crowded Abi Sufyaan as well to glimpse at her child.Aamanah who despite their differences had managed to make their lives work.Yes,they had not always been on the same side,but their bond had got stronger as the years had gone by.Last but not least,Hamza who tired his best to be fair,but as no one is ever perfect had made mistakes and tried to make it all right.Her life was not perfect but nothing can ever be perfect.

Hamza glanced around the room and his eyes stayed on his two wives who now spoke in hush tones.He thought of the years that had gone by and how they had overcome so many difficulties.Having two wives was not a joke and he knew he had to be fair for he feared the Jidgement of his Lord,and begged forgiveness for the times where he may not have been fair.He was ever thankful for their four children,each from a different wife but each whom he would try to love to the best of his abilities.He looked at Aamanah and smiled.If she had not married him,he would not have understood the real meaning of responsibility.She showed him how to love and she showered him with great amounts of love.She forgave him when he had been unable to forgive himself and she made him a better man.She allowed him to bring Nazmeera into their small world and they repented for their mistakes in not understanding her.They worked to save every relationship that they were bound to and made sure they kept trying to better their relationship.His gaze then fell on Nazmeera who sensing it,smiled back at him and graced him with a wink.She might have been his second wife but she taught him many things.She taught him that if a woman if alone,it does not mean she cannot raise a child the right way.She taught him how to be fair and she taught him how to be an even better husband.She taught him that a woman can work yet handle her household and business all at once.She taught him many things and this all lead to who he was today.His both wives so different yet so strong had made Hamza Ibn Abeed a man in the true sense.

Aamanah smiled as she glanced around,all her beautiful bounties granted by the Lord,all in front of her eyes and her heart sang His praises.Over the years she had learned a lot and she had changed as well.She had aimed to be a better person,all her obstacles and difficulties made her decision to fight even more strong.Her children,all four of them were closer to her then her own heart and she would live them forever.She might not be able to have anymore children but Umme Khultum was her daughter and Muhammed was her son now.She loved all her children the same and could not wait to grow with them.Aamanah’s gaze fell on Nazmeera who gazed at their family with love and she could not help but feel ever grateful for her cousin who was also her sister wife and the foster mother of her children.Through all the difficulties and obstacles that they ever passed,Aamanah was grateful that her sister was besides her with no issues at all.They were now one big family and they were happy.Yesfbey may have lived far physically,but mentally they were very close.They had stopped interfering in one another's life with an occasional tiff which was solved before the day ended.Aamanah would be ever grateful to Nazmeera for marrying Hamza and saving her marriage,but she was more grateful to Nazmeera.As Nazmeera had given her an extra family who loved Aamanah as their own daughter.Aamanah then looked at Hamza who spoke to Sufyaan and Zaid.Her beloved husband who she had hated at first then loved,then she had hated herself for Hamza was subjected to taunts because of her and then loved for taking his promise to her seriously and marrying from her tribe.She loved him for giving her the bitter truth at all times and supporting her through their harsh realities.They were not perfect but they were together and they would strive to make it always work.

Outside the sun poked fun at the moon,as for once he was the one blessed with the sight of this beautiful bonds.He felt the winds dance in joy and wrap around the trees,his glare was light in the fall of the autumn leaves and he laughed along with the elderly winds.The sun and the moon,both were witness to the happiness,sadness,struggles,obstacles,difficulties and the overcoming of all the hardships of this family.They were sure that this was not the end of all those but would continue for perfect never exists.Just as the leaves had to fall to make way for new ones,every story has to come to an end to let through another story of another person in another time.Their life would continue with sunshine and roses,along with falling leaves and thorns.This was the beautiful,unique story of Aamanah,Hamza and Nazmeera,who would always be together through all the hardships in life and all the happiness.

THE END

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As Salaam Mu Alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatu

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