I was praying my maghrib Salah.
Whenever I sat on Jai Namaz, my tears are unstoppable.
He was ignoring, not talking to me. I'm the one who told, not to talk. He is not even looking at me. This hurts me more. I want him to irritate me.
'Ya Allah, please help us. I'm his wife, please give him strength to love me.
Please, give me strength. Ya rabi, please guide us. You are always here with me, always gave me sabr and more than I deserve. Please, Allah show me path. I can't see him in pain, please ya allah.'
I was crying in sujud.
After praying, I fold my Jai Namaz. I wipe my tears. He was here, standing by my side.
I clutched his hand, he try leave my hand but I clutched it more tightly.
He sat beside me. I was gazing down at floor.
"What happened Zehna?" He asked me.
It's feel like I heard my name after years.
"I'm sorry." I cried.
He didn't say anything.
"Why don't you pray?" I asked.
"I prayed my maghrib Salah in masjid." He said.
I looked at him.
"Please, sorry."
"It's okay, now get up."
I leaned on his shoulder and shook my head.
"Mumma, you know? Aliyah pu-pu ish irriwtating." He sighed cutely.
Arhaan chuckled.
"You are the one who irritates her, pull her hair, pinched her cheeks. Now you are blaming her?" Arhaan asked him.
Ayaan look at us innocently, like he didn't do anything. Then sat on my lap
"Bad manners Ayaani. Stop irritating her and say sorry or else I will not talk you." I scold him
"Mumma, she ish hish shishter that'sh why he is taking her shide." He says, looking at Arhaan..
My eyes widened, he is so smart.
"Acha? I'm not taking my son's side?'' Arhaan asked him, with little anger.
"Nope." He pouted.
"Ya Allah, look at him acting like our grandpa." Arhaan whispered.
I chuckled, pulling Ayaan's cheeks.
"Okay, Ayaan..we are not taking anyone's side. Stop irritating her, she will always not irritate you." I stated.
He smiled.
"Okay, now your Abbu will read Quran for you." I said.
Arhaan eyes widened.
"What?? Start reading. Bismillah." I said
"Yayyyy!!" Ayaan says happily.
He read Quran, Masha'allah ha have beautiful voice.
Ayaan slept on my lap.
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"Ayaan, come baby. Let's sleep." I said him, after he had dinner.
"No, I weeeelll shleep with aloo." He says.
"Stop calling me aloo." She glare at him.
He giggled.
"You both was fighting right?" Arhaan asked them, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, it's solved now. And junior will sleep with me." Aliyah says.
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Two hearts beats as one.
General Fiction"Just go away, you know that I don't like your touch. Then why are you here? You think you're his mumma? No, he will for sure forgot you when he will grown up." His eyes blazing full of anger as he spoke these words. "I'm not his mother?" her voice...
