Forgotten√

27

It has been a year since our wedding. It was nice but we have arguments sometimes especially when it came to sadeeq's case.

I sit down, using  my phone when Mohammad came in. "You're back already." I stand up, walking towards so could welcome him.

"Yeah, excuse me." He walks away before I could even hug him. I close my eyes trying to hold it all in but I can't anymore.

"I am tired of this. It has only been two months." I shake my head as he stops to look at me.

"What do you mean?" He asks furrowing his eyebrows. "Every time you come back all moody and angry. At least just give me a break for a day."

I say and he sighs. "Am I the one?" I ask and he looks away. "No, its just sadeeq."

He turns to walk away. "Is it because I'm still not pregnant?" I ask the question that has been disturbing me for a long time.

"No, but I would like a child." He answers truthfully. "I have problems with sadeeq too but at least let me have a way out." He says walking towards me.

"But I thought it didn't matter." I say tears welling up in my eyes. "It didn't at first but afterwards, I couldn't help myself but want a child."

He holds my hand. "I don't want the child to go through what I have gone through. To be in the hospital almost all of my childhood."

He wipes the tears rolling down my cheeks. "Fine, let us leave it then, okay? Will it make you feel better?"

He asks placing his hands on my jaw. "Please stop being moody." I look at him and he nods before placing a kiss on my lips.

He hugs me. I don't want to be the bad guy and stuff but the point is, it will happen. The chances of the baby being healthy is slim.

I laugh at how imran's baby kept on playing with his toys. The baby was named Ahmad and is 6months old.

"Look at him, he looks like you." I say holding Ahmad's hand. "I feel like he looks more like maryam, where is she?"

He asks looking up at me. "Yeah, she's married."

I say as he sighs. I look up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Don't tell me." I say suspecting. "What?" He asks shrugging.

"You like her." I say before he closes his eyes smiling. "Okay, maybe. I'm not sure, maybe I'm just so impressed on how she acted so mature about this."

He confesses. "She didn't start making a fuss or exaggerating. I respect that, I respect her especially after giving birth to this angel."

He raises Ahmad, looking at him. "Ooohh I'm jealous."

I smile. "Is everything alright?" He asks holding Ahmad properly. "Yeah, I think. I jut want the vaccine for this, what's the name of this disease? I forgot. I'm just tired."

I lean back on the chair. "Have you gotten back on Baba's old investigator?" He asks.

"Yeah, there are working in it but they don't know when it would be available."

I pout. "Don't worry, it will come out very soon. How's your husband?" Imran asks again.

"He's good alhamdulilah, I need to leave sef. Tell mama that I visited and she wasn't around."

I stand up then kissed Ahmad on the forehead. "Okay, take care. Have you spoken to ammah?"

Imran asks as I turn to look at him. "No, she forgot about us the minute she went to work. I'll talk to her."

I walk out so I could meet up with my doctor. I usually get tested do things don't get out of hand.

I have been feeling pains like before when I was younger.