"And, you're talking about me not making you happy. Was it now that you had come to realize that? that I don't make you happy? You, like my husband, my life partner, have you ever for once make me happy? Did you try to understand me? No, you did not because you never liked me and nor did you plan to do. The only thing that's on your head, on your system; is that woman! It seems like you can't do it within her and what about me? I had left everything behind just because of you and to make my parents happy. I don't want them to feel like I didn't listen to them and as their only daughter, I had to do whatever they had asked me to do and you're here blabbing rubbish!."

" I haven't tried to make you happy, right? Of course, I can't! I can't make you happy because of that your behavior towards me. You've always treated me like trash ever since the day we've been together and that's what you're still doing to me till now."

"That's how you men behave, right?  You treat us any way that you like but once we tried to retaliate back, then, we turned into a witch. You guys would start calling her names and she would then seem disrespectful to you.... Meanwhile, it's all you guy's fault! You are the reason we act like that towards you."

"Look here young man, you can't make keep treating me like trash and you expect me to keep quiet and would not talk. That's impossible! You can't treat your mistress as a queen and keep treating me like I have no one to support me. You're lying if that's what you thought is going to happen! I have so many people who will genuinely support me with all that they had. My family and even your parents."

"What?!!!"

"Yes.... Are you surprised? Oh! You thought you can make me hard them with the lies that you had fed me a few minutes ago? Then you are lying because I will never believe whatever you might have said against them. They loved me and had always treated me like their real daughter, they will never betray me and I have strong faith in them."

He looked at me for a second and then shook his head at me again for the third time since our argument had started.

"Shake your head for as many times as you want but all I know is that, you will never bring in their woman into this house and I'm sure.... That if, father in law comes to know about this then he won't take things lightly with you."

"Whatever! You can keep blabbering for as long as you want, I don't care at all. Just, while I'm being nice to you, move out of my way!" He said.

"No." I stubbornly refused to allow him to leave the house. I know him too well... After all, we have been married to each other for about four years and I know what he can do and what he can't.

And right now, deep down in me, I know that immediately my husband steps out of this house, then it's the end for me because... It might take him up to two weeks before he returns.

"Out of my way, woman." He said.

"No, I won't."

Despite knowing what he's capable of doing to her, she was still so adamant and would not even bulge.

What in the world is wrong with your sister? Can't she just allow him to go in peace? For goodness sake! She is pregnant!

"Now!!!!" He roared in anger. For a moment, I got scared, even my sister was just as scared as I was because of the tone he had used on her.

"I said, No." She replied to him back in the same tone that he had used on her just a few seconds ago and before I could detect what is going on, he has already pushed her out of his way and tried to saunter towards the main door but unfortunately, she fell and hit my stomach roughly on the floor.  

"Arrrgh!!!!". She groaned out in pain as she clutched onto my stomach and at the same time. I wanted to come out from where I'm hiding but, I couldn't. I'm scared! She is in a lot of pain.

Her husband was around and when he saw her state, he immediately ran back towards where she was lying down. But, she was in a lot of pain.

I couldn't take it anymore! She is suffering and crying!

"Sister!!!" I screamed out her name as I rushed closer to where she was lying down on the floor.

"Nadrah?." He was shocked to see me. But, I pretended like I didn't see him and focus more on my sister.

"Sister," I called out her name in tears.

"You've been here?." He questioned me again but, I only eyed him in return.

"Please, don't ask me questions and focus on my sister. She is in a lot of pain right now."

"Arrrgh!!!!" She screamed. I wanted to help but I don't know what to do. I'm just confused at that moment.

He squats beside me on the floor and asked her if she was okay...

Like seriously? How can she be okay in this state of hers? She is groaning in pain.

"Habiba, are you okay?." He asked in a very low and panicked tone.

"My stomach! It...it hurt! It hurt Ibrahim. I can.... It's.... I can feel it, it felt like my abdomen is about to pull down on itself." She whispered but loud enough for the two of us to hear her.

"Subhanallah! What have I done?." He muttered under his breath.

"Try to be strong, okay? You will be fine. Just... Just let me help you up." He guarded her to his car and made her sit gently on the back seat.

"Come on, Nadrah. Take a seat at the passenger's." He said to me and I nod my head at him.

We entered the car and he drove through the road that leads from the GRA to the hospital. It was supposed to be a 20 minutes ride but due to the heavy traffic as always in Lagos, it lasts for almost 40 minutes before we get to the hospital.

•

Because of her unhappiness in his house, because he doesn't love her enough and she lost her baby because of his behavior towards her.

"Sister..." I called as I entered her room. She has been down ever since the incident.

I took a seat beside her and embrace her in a tight hug.

"My baby...." She started. "I have been dreaming to hold him tightly, spoil him with a lot of love.  I had thought that he will be the person who will bring out the good times for me in this house.

I had thought that he will be the person who will make my life more fun, more fulfilling, and well, just better all-around- As sometimes,  And other times, we are at.

I had thought that I would be good to him, more than he can ever imagine. We will laugh together more often, and treated him like my own brother rather than my child.  I would have supported you in every way of his life because he is the only person that I have- so, I thought." She breaks down again as she pours out her mind to me.

My parents had gotten me married but don't know what I'm passing through and I had thought that he will fill in the space once he's born but I guess Allah loves him more as he has taken him back from me."

"Yes, He has. He is at a better place."

"Why do I feel like this is all my fault? If I had not been so stubborn towards my husband then all of this wouldn't have happened to me. Maybe, my baby would have still been here with me."

"Life is going to become unbearable to bear since I'm no more pregnant for him and most definitely, lose my pregnancy because of my stupidity. We've been back for the past week and, I haven't even set my eyes on him. I've only been seeing the maids all around the house but my husband- I can only just forget about him. It's of no use, I'm sure that I no longer mean anything to him again.... Don't you think?."

"Sis please, stop saying Al of these things. You need to be strong first."

"You think so?."

"I don't think.... I know so."