WHAT?!

what the hell!

I continue reading the text with with glaring eyes. The nerve of this man called Faisal.

Wait!

Isn't he the same Faisal guy I saw with Ameera at the restaurant last week?. Why is he sending this kind of text to Ameera? Didn't she say he is only the son of her mom's friend?

Is Ameera lying to me?

She really have alot to explain when she comes out of the bathroom. I sat silently on the bed waiting for her while tapping my feet on the tiled floor.

The door to the bathroom opened at last and Ameera came out.

" Who was it?" she asked

I stood up and walk towards her with a glare. She look surprise at my change of attitude. She slowly move back as I continue to walk to her like a predator.

" Ami-r wh-at happ-end you're scarcing m-e?

I raise her phone up so she could see the message. She read it with confuse eyes

The text says

" Ameera I love you. I can't get you out of my head and mind since the last time we met. I thought I have moved on since we broke up, I guess I was wrong.

Please can we meet up.

-Faisal-

" it isn't what it seems, Amir. I swear he was talking about the last time we met at the restaurant " she explains as tears began to pool down her face

" Ameera, you lied to me . You told me there was never anything between the two of you. You lied ameera" I angrily growled out.

Her cries increases, she tried holding my hand but I pushed her hand away.

" please, I'm sorry Amir. I was only trying to prevent conflict that day. Please believe me, I wanted telling you about it today. I'm sorry "

He exhale loudly " conflict? You were trying to prevent conflict? Tell me what is happening right now if it's not conflict" I shouted at her.

She tried holding my hand again, I push her hands away.

" Don't touch me. I don't even know why you find the need to hide this from me, Ameera. I'm your husband, couples don't keep secrets. I would have understood if you have just told me who he actually was to you "

" He is your damn ex, Ameera"

" please forgive me Amir. I'm so sorry "

I angrily went to sit on the bed and look at her crying figure on the floor. I know I'm stupid for shouting at her but she shouldn't have hide things from me. I'm her husband for goodness sake. Doesn't she trust me enough to tell me?

" Ameera? " she raised her head up to look at me. I walk to her side on the floor and carried her up in a standing position. I directed her towards the couch in the room to sit. I wipe her tears.

" I'm sorry for shouting at you Ameera, please forgive me"

She quickly shake her head" no please, don't say that. I'm the one at fault here, I shouldn't have lied to you"

I held her face " promise me you'd never meet up with him. I don't want to ever see him close to you ameera,please don't hide things from me"

" I promise. Please forgive "

I drew her close to me and hug her " you're forgiven "

**

AMEERA

Daddy(Amir's dad) is going to clock sixty-five next week. Sadiya and I with the rest of the family are in the living room of the main house right now, trying to plan the birthday party. We will be inviting a lot of business men and politicians. We plan to make this birthday party a memorable one for daddy. He is really a great man and he has this same aura as Amir, this overconfident aura. I still love my hubby like that.

Some suggested we should organize it here in the compound while others said no, we should rent a hall. Either be it a hall or in the compound I'm OK with all but you know how it is when planning things with family, the kind of headaches you get when each one of them is shouting so that their voices could be heard. I'm seriously not in the mood for this right now and If I should get up, it would seem rude .

Sadiya saw how I was acting up on the chair where I was sitting on, she gave me a questioning look and I shake my head at her, meaning nothing. She still wasn't satisfied with my answer coz I saw her text came in through my phone.

" are you sure you're alright. You look like you want to faint"

I reply " I'm not just feeling too well, I need a breather "

" meet me outside" she texted and before I know it she stood up and walk towards the door. I made sure she was out side before I got up. I excuse myself and walk outside.

Sadiya was already waiting outside for me when she saw me walking up to her. She look so concerned

" Ameera, you really need to see a doctor. You look pale"

" I'll, I just want all this preparation to be over and then I can do that.

" You don't get it Ameera. I have noticed how you keep vomiting and how you complain on some food by saying they have a terrible smell. Look at you, you're growing fat Ameera. You want to tell me that you still haven't had a clue to what is wrong with you?" she raised her brows at me

What is this girl saying? What clue is she talking about?

She exhale loudly at my clueless face " you really are a dummy, wallah. "

"You are pregnant ameera" she stress the word out like a teacher talking to her student. My eyes opened in shock.

WHAT!?

PREGNANT?

How? When?

I rub my stomach to see if it's true but it still flat

" you are really something else. You have to wait for 4 to 5 month before your stomach began to grow big. So Stop rubbing your flat stomach "

" How can you be too sure" I later voiced out

She shake her head at me " when you look at the mirror you'd see some changes in your body"

" But what if it not it, I might just be getting fat. It not until one is pregnant before one can be fat na" I stupidly uttered

" I wish I can just slap you. OK, if you don't believe me, tell yaya to take you to the hospital tomorrow to have a test"

No!

" I'd prefer to find out first before telling him. I want it to be my surprise birthday present for him" I softly smile picturing how Amir would be so happy for the good news. His birthday is two days after his dad's own.

Sadiya rolled her eyes at me " You two make me sick" she muttered. We both went back to inside to join the other ladies in planning for the party. It was as if this pregnant talk just took away the stress I had earlier. I feel energetic now.

**

I'm In our living room going through some pictures on instagram. After I came back from the main house, I decided to do something lively which is why I was going through celebrities picture. Anyone I find nice, I'll click the like button .Amir is still at the office and I also don't have class today we are on mid semester break.

A call came through my phone, an unknown number. I pick it up.

" hello? "

" Ameera, it me Faisal. Please Ameera don't cut the call, please listen to me"

Lately I have been receiving call and text from Faisal and I have never pick it up. I don't want what happened before to happen again. When all his calls and text became too much, I block his number. That was why he is now calling me with a new number.

" look, Faisal I'm not in the mood for what ever rubbish you want to say. I'm a married woman for God's sake, please stop calling me"

" please Ameera I'm sorry for what ever problems I might have caused you. Please listen to me this once" he said with a broken voice

I was about to end the call but what he said next made me freeze

" I'm dying ameera"

****

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