"Ihsan I'm sure you can hear me from there, I won't accept a grandchild this year! And you..." she held his ear and squeezed "If you like, get her pregnant this year and see what I'll do to all of you."
Sadeeq turned to look at her with a pouted lips and cringing face, he held his ear and fondled it. Ummu dropped the basket she brought with their food and waited for his reply, because she knew he would definitely reply. And he did.
"Ummu you don't want her to be pregnant this year? Then why would you hook her up with a guy for that whole year? Something is fishy then." She smacked him so hard on the chest and they heard Ihsan from the bathroom.
"Ummu I'll come to your room, leave the door open for me please." There was a hint of laughter and amusement on her tone, Ummu wondered why they're freely talking to her about getting pregnant. She was the one being shy.
"You see who's the good child among you now? Alright my Ihsanuwa, I'll wait for you." She knocked him on his head again before she walked out of the room, shaking her head. Sadeeq closed the door behind her and locked it while yelling "Goodnight, Ummu, we love and respect you but sorry please. That grandchild might come soon." She just smiled, Sadeeq won't kill her someday.
Ihsan was almost done with her bathe when she heard the door being turned and Sadeeq appeared into the bathroom. It was the first, she screamed to the pitch of her lungs and hugged her chest.
"Get out!!!!" She yelled, her eyes clutched and her hands wrapped around her body, she was shaking.
He casually walked in as if they had been used to this for a very long time, with a towel wrapped around his waist and another draped over his neck. He walked to where she sat on her chair and held both her hands she used to cover her chest.
"I just came in to take a look of how you take your bathe with an active hand a less active one. Can I be of help, Vardah?" He chuckled at how she closed her eyes tightly when he successfully removed her hands around her chest and she stood there; naked and bare before his own eyes.
"Sadeeq please you should go out, if you want to use the toilet go to the other room please. Or wait, I'll be out in less than five minutes." She was begging him and her body was shaking, her eyes still closed. She can't make the mistake of looking into his eyes, because she was sure what she would see would blow out the remains of her heart.
He did the unexpected, like a dream, she felt his lips sucking her right bust and his hand nibbling on the left. What an electrocution! She screamed and tried pushing him away from her body but all was in vain. She begged him, with her eyes still closed, but Sadeeq had long been distanced from the world she lived in.
He took his time, exploring the curves and cleavages of her body, all that he had never touched and seen, until he was close to being satisfied, he knew he couldn't until he was intimate with her, but nothing was stopping him apart from her being unable to stand up properly on her own. He couldn't be that heartless.
He regained back his consciousness and took a look at her face, she had her eyes clenched and tears still managed to come out of the slits. Her hands were shaking in fear, this wasn't the Sadeeq she knew.
"Let's bathe you up." She didn't argue when he helped her stood up, he practically took her to the jacuzzi and there, they showered together. With her hands wrapped around his neck for a support, and his hands bathing himself and her as well. This was a move, they both knew.
That night, Ihsan ate her dinner with eyes closed and no matter how Sadeeq urged her to take a look at him, she didn't. She got to bed with her eyes still closed until sleep over took her soul.
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Tomorrow would be the Eid-ul adha day, and they were taking a stroll around the island as usual. Every evening ever since they came back, Sadeeq would wheel her around the island and at some point, he would help her walk a few feets by herself without her crutches or his helping hands.
There was an improvement, as today, they had been walking by themselves with no crutches or a wheel chair, he only held her left hand as they walked. After some few steps she would make them sit by the road and take a breathe before they continued. She so much missed walking by herself, because now she was even used to Sadeeq bathing her. She no more complained.
"Vardah, will you wait for me here? I want to take you somewhere, I'll go and bring the car with me." Sadeeq asked as he helped her sat on the sitting chairs beside the road, it was a peaceful and lovely island.
"Yes I'll wait, let me call Qamar before you come back." She kissed him on both cheeks before he ran back to their house, they were few blocks away.
She dialed Qamar's number via video call and she was fortunate she picked. With a hand wave and a face full of smiles, Qamar picked and blew her a kiss. "We just finished praying Maghrib here in Qatar, what time is it over in Nigeria? I can clearly see the sunlight, Ihsan."
Ihsan looked around and smiled "It's just 5:08pm. How are you? And how's my baby? Can I see your bump?" She got straight to the point, because she had never been eager to see something like she had been to see Qamar's bump, she told her they had their first ultrasound yesterday and the baby was actually there, they were both a bunch of crazy humans obsessed with kids.
Qamr moved her camera down to her midriff and there stood her bump, it wasn't big enough but it bulged out of her shirt, and Ihsan squealed. "Qamar does it moves?" She asked, enthusiastically.
"Yes it does, we're five months along. You're here when it'll be given birth to, you'll feel it's moves inside me. The feeling is amazing, like having a living creature living a different life inside you. Girl, you should get married have a baby, let's be our own kind of slay mamas!" If Ihsan was crazy, then definitely Qamar was crazier than her. She jumped up from the sofa she was lazying on and started dancing, she was so happy, she couldn't wait to see her child.
"I have something to tell you," Ihsan said and made a puppy face, because she knew Qamar would be nagging about it, she blew her a beguiling kiss.
"Wait, what?! Don't tell me you're finally a thing with Dr. Aashif! Oh my god Ihsan, I can't believe this. Eid is tomorrow, I wished you were here in Qatar we would've roamed around the streets of Doha and made some crazy shots together, it'd be fun."
"No, that's not it. I'm already married, Qamar. I got married a day before I came to Qatar, with my brother, whom I live with. I'm sorry I kept this from you." She made a sad face, showing how lamented she was.
Qamar was silent for a few minutes before she cheered up again. "Tell me you're pregnant then, and no need to be sorry, may be you were not ready to tell me then."
"I'm not, but..."
Sadeeq cut her off after planting a kiss on her neck "She'll be after today." He concluded.
They said their pleasantries with Qamar before Ihsan ended the call. She walked by herself to the car, without the help of Sadeeq and sat down, she was so happy that she was finally getting better.
"Where do we head to?" She asked, buckling her seat belt.
"No where to go, I just need to drive around. Before I was planning to take you for some shopping and pizza, but I've changed my mind, I just want to feel you breathing beside me, it would suffice."
"Do you know why I love you this much?" She asked, her eyes fixed on his face, she could trade the world for him.
"No, and I need to know. A love word coming from Vardah? What a year already!"
She smacked his arm playfully and leaned in, planting a smooch on his left cheek. "I love the way you understand every mood I'm in. I love the way you make me feel like the luckiest girl on earth. I love the way you make me feel that getting married to you is the best thing I've ever done to myself. In short, I love the way you love me, Yardan. And with each passing minute, I love you tenfold and to the square of infinity."