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“You had to make your own sunshine…” Opalite “I’m pregnant.” Rukaiya gasped at Ajabdeh’s words as her hand stopped at the trolley. “Does he…” She sounded unsure. Ajabdeh shook her head. “None of them deserve to know.” Her words were firm, and Rukaiya held her cold hands tightly. She knew Ajabdeh was being emotional with her choice, but she also knew better than to not support her after what she went through. “Do you want to keep the baby?” She asked, a little scared. Ajabdeh smiled faintly at her words. “I do. I want to be the best version of myself as a mother.” Ajabdeh answered without any hesitation. Ajabdeh did not expect the entire family to be there when Rukaiya took her home that fateful day. She was yet to get over her shock when Sultanam and Hamida hugged her, and Humayun insisted she could stay as long as she wanted. She knew Jalal was there too, standing in a corner, perhaps as hurt as she was from Pratap’s accusations. He did not dare to talk to her about it. She did not da...
My Heart's been borrowed, and yours has been blue - Lover. Rukaiya was having a terrible morning. Salim was cranky for some reason, and he refused to entertain the nanny. Maham was an older woman from Lucknow; her mother had recommended her to be trusted with Salim’s care, especially when Jalal was away for days, and Rukaiya was busy with work. But Maham was not as swift as Salim was. He would wiggle out of her lap, crawl through the house faster than a bolt and worse, now he was learning to hide. On bad days like this one, Salim barely let Maham handle him as he held on to Rukaiya and cried at everything. Maham said it was because he was teething. He did not seem to be well, and Rukaiya had no heart to leave him alone with the nanny for the day. On days like these, Rukaiya questioned her career choices and how it would have been nicer if Jalal had stayed home more. Rukaiya had two meetings to attend and a wailing baby on her lap when Ajabdeh called and offered to come over. She th...
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