My Husband's First Love / True Story

Final Part 4

I didn't want to believe because she was just right there in the hospital and told me she will go home first and will come back but suddenly that is what happened? I gave birth without any hardship when I heard that.

I can't breathe because of crying. I can not accept it. My husband left me suddenly because he went home right after he heard what happened. Even though I just gave birth I forced myself to go home, just to see her. Just to see my beloved friend. I wanted to hug her so tight. It was so painful. It was like losing an elder sister. The doctor didn't want me to go home fearing something would happen to me but I forced my way.

In the end the doctor had no choice, I signed a paper that if something happened to me they are not responsible. I left my child in the hospital with my sibling because I was in a hurry. When I saw her, she looked like she was just sleeping, it felt like nothing happened to her. You will think she was just sleeping and she had a smile on her face.

It made me cry more when I saw our beloved husband very silent beside her.

He wasn't crying but I know he was the one who is hurting more. If it was painful for me, he was in more pain. While I was crying and was hugging my beloved friend, I felt a river of blood gushing out of my body. And from there, I didn't know what had happened after that because when I woke up, I was in the hospital again.

I saw my mom crying because she thought I will be gone too because of too much blood loss. And my husband wasn't there also because he went to the grave.

I can't help but cry again when I saw my baby. She looked so much like her. She copied all of her features. If she saw her, I'm sure she'll be so happy. It was so painful for me. I thought she will be with my child. That my child will also experience what it's like to have two mothers that both love her.

I never saw my husband cry because of what happened but it doesn't mean that what happened was nothing to him. I know him, and I know he was hurting. He just doesn't want to show it to me because he knows I am weak, whatever little thing that reminds me of my beloved friend makes me cry so hard.

Whenever I cry, he was always there. He always encourages me, and tells me not to cry because if my beloved friend was still alive, she wouldn't want to see me crying.

If I will be given a chance to live one more time in this world and given a choice to choose an other-half, I will choose her again and again to be the one who will receive the other love of my husband. No other, just her.

And when the day comes where my child will be able to fathom and understand everything, I will never waste the opportunity to share with her that someday in her life, there was a woman who loved her like her own even during the times that she was in my tummy.

And that woman was her father's first love.

My beloved friend, my husband's first love.

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The End

Just like Yassin's story "Got Married With A Kid", I decided to translate another story from Ina a Bae page - a popular page on Facebook where they post several confession stories from their followers. I believe they have all the rights of this story after the owner of this story and that I only put it here to translate it for non-Filipino speaking story lovers.

And I cried again during translating this. Subhaana'llaah. May Allaah grant her a garden from the gardens of Paradise.

Thank you for the votes, comment, and for reading! Because it gives the story a chance to rank more and spread more slowly but surely. By the Will of Allaah.

I just translate because I really love writing, but I have no time to write yet. I only write feelings and amateur poems.

Thank you again, ma'assalaam! Please read the other translated stories too if you love halal love stories! ^^