HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME☺️☺️🎉🎉🎉🎉 Tried to update yesterday but laziness couldn't let me😘😘 But here it is!!!!!! Still in the spirit of my birthday though 💃🏻💃🏻

Jadwa

"Story?" I asked in a whisper

"Mmmm, I tried reading you like a book but mehn i think you're not written in English" he joked and we both laughed

"I want to know everything about you baby, and when i say everything i mean everything including what you think and never say out"

"Not today" i said sadly because yes i have a story but I don't want to tell him about it today,

"Till when?" He asked and i said "tomorrow"

"Okay Cupcake, promise?" He asked and i nodded into his chest,

He released me and we looked at each other smiling,

"I'm hungry" he said pouting and i smiled and nodded asking what he would like to eat

"Its late and I don't want to stress you, noodles??" He asked raising his eyebrows and i smiled and was about to leave,

"Lets go" he stopped me holding my hand then we went downstairs,

"Jadwa" he called after he finished eating

"Na'am"

"Tell me about yourself please"

My heart skipped a bit not because I don't want to tell him but because remembering everything about my past disorganize me,

I took deep breaths in and out and smiled

"Will you?"He asked and i nodded so he smiled back and led me back to the parlor where we sat down opposite each other,

He kept quiet waiting for me to start talking as if i was about to make a huge confession,

"Relax" he said holding my hands, so i calmed down and began

16 yesrs ago...........

"Mummy!!" A 5 years old me called dropping my bag on the couch going into the kitchen to hug my mother who was busy cooking

"Maryama Jadwa my heartbeat, ya school?"

"Fine mummy" i said going to the sink to wash my lunch box

"Baby go and change first kinji? I'll take care of that"

So I rushed in and changed coming back to the kitchen to watch my mum cook,

I love following my mother to the kitchen to see and also learn cooking at a very young age, she never stops me but i have to keep a certain distance because she said it's dangerous,

Immediately i come back from school, i wash my lunch box and eat the lunch she makes

"Mummy?" I called and she turned to look at me

"Are we moving back to the house daddy is building on the other side of the house? I asked and she smiled and looked at me,

"I think you're going to get a new mother soon Jadwa"

"But you're my only mother" i said pouting

"I know sweetheart, i will always be your only mother but still treat her the way you treat me hmm?"

I nodded and continued drinking my caprisone

The atmosphere during dinner was so dull unlike usual because immediately I finished eating my mum took me to bed and went back to meet my dad, i heard their voices very high mostly that of my dad indicating that they are having an argument,

My mum came back to the room and laid close to me, The taught i was sleeping thats why she cried freely but immediately i called her she wiped the tears and kept a warm smile as usual,

"C'mon Jadwa akwai school gobe go back to sleep please"

Even though i was just a kid,understood that she needed some space so I allowed her and slept off,

The next day.......

"Maryam" my dad called and I hurried immediately to answer him

He was seated on the couch in the parlor with a woman beside him,

"Come greet Your Aunty" he called pointing at one woman with a very weird make up

I looked at the woman and even though i was just a kid, i can clearly see the evil behind her smiling face,

"Jadwa" she called smiling

"Maryam" I corrected because only my mum calls me Jadwa,

"You're my greatest gift In life and thats why i call you "Jadwa" meaning Gift" this is what my mother always say to me,

So I don't want someone else calling me that...........

"Get her something to drink, where is your mother,?" "She went to the saloon" I replied my dad going into the kitchen to bring something for Aunty Salma to drink

I left them there and went back inside and didn't even know when i slept because when i woke up my mum was back and Aunty Salma has gone,

That was the first day i saw her and that was the first day she started pretending to like me,

A year after her marriage with my dad she gave birth to the twins Nabila and Na'ima,

We used to play together a lot and i was happy to have some company at least never knowing that this was all temporary

Fast forward to the day my mother was poisoned................

I clearly remembered the day, we just got home from school and the twins went to their side of the house to change and eat and i also went into ours,

Immediately I entered the parlor i saw Aunty Salma rushing out of the kitchen,

"Ahh Maryam an dawo kenan?" She asked nervously with her evil grin hiding something behind her,

"Ina wuni" I greeted waiting for her to say what she was doing here because she never come to our side

"Sorry my coke finished so i came in to check if you have some so that i can take, but you dont" she lied but i just nodded and she left immediately

"Mummy!" I called but she was sleeping so I woke her up since it was already time for prayer,

I went and took my afternoon shower also and prayed before coming out,

"Jadwa help me with my plate of food on the counter please" she said and i nodded and got the food for her,

"Won't you eat?" She asked smiling because she knows i hate eating

"Sai anjima" i replied changing the channel back to nickelodeon,

My mum finished eating and hours later she told me she was dizzy that she was going to lay for a bit,

After some minutes I went into the room and what I found made me scream my vocal chords off,

"Mummy!!" I screamed turning her to clean the foamy substance coming out of her nose,

I rushed to tell aunty Salma but no one was answering the doorbell so i ran to our neighbors house looking for aid since neither our driver nor daddy was at home

I came back and met her gasping for air

"Baby don't eat any of the food left in the kitchen please" "Mummy loves you so much koh Jad....... She's..... Always with you" those were her last words before Aunty Zainab came with her driver and helped us to the hospital, even before we got there my mum was long gone.................

It was after we came home with my mothers dead body that i met Aunty salma already sitting with people telling them my mum died of an unknown food poisoning and everyone's words were "Allah sarki Maryam, loosing a mother at this age, thank God You're here salma"

It took me months to finally accept the fact that my mother is gone and will never come back...........

☺️☺️☺️☺️ Sorry again but in shaa Allah I'll update a chapter later