Nadrah

My chest is burning in anger. I am not my usual self anymore, I'm flared up in anger. I could sense my children's presence but I don't care. I do not care!

All that I care for right now is that lady's fortune. I won't let this opportunity slide away. And, I will never forgive him if I lose this opportunity.

This is the only chance for me to make it. This is the only way for me to become rich and this foolish man here won't cooperate with me.

He looked at me in disbelief. He noticed how crazy I am right now and he better not say a word that will infuriate me more at this moment. "I can't believe you're saying this to me." He hissed.

"You better choose Razaq, me or the poverty."

"For goodness sake! Are you crazy?! What the fuck are you talking about? You know how much I love you. I love both you and our kids equally and I'm not ready to lose any of you guys. But Nadrah, can you please just try to understand me. I know what I'm talking about. I do not want to take in another wife."

"I don't care! Read my lip, Razaq. I... Do... Not... Care." I spelled it out in each word to him.  "You better make a choice right now, Razaq. Me or the other person you're dying to be with.'

"What?!"

"Yes, your poverty of course. I could see that you adore your poverty life more than any other thing in this world. You're even choosing it over me because that's what you're doing right now. But no problem, it's fine, if this is what you truly want, I will give it to you. But, be ready to sign the divorce paper because I'm not ready to rot in hell here with you. This suffering is over for me. I want to live my life as I wish to." I burst at him as I made an attempt to leave him there to walk up to our room but I felt him hugged me tightly from the back. My breath got hitch immediately.

Yes, I know that I love this man so much but at the same time, I'm tired of this wretched life. This is the only way for us. I want to have money, I want to taste money too. I want to know how it feels like for someone to be wealthy.

"Mommy, why are you shouting at Daddy?." My four-year-old daughter asked.

"Kee... Kee... Keep your mouth shut my friend! When two elder people are talking, you kids have no right to butt into it... Is that clear?." I warned her in a very harsh tone. I don't care if I look crazy right now in front of my kids.

"Sweetheart, you two can go up to your room. Daddy needs to take to mommy." My husband said sweetly to them.

Both of my kids looked at me strangely and I swear, I hate that look a lot. "Stop looking at me like that, young lady." I glared at her as I pointed my index finger at her. They immediately lower their gaze and nod their head at their father before walking up to their room.

My husband dragged me and made me sit on the couch. The look on his face was so terrifying but I don't care. "What exactly is your problem Nadrah? What exactly do you want from me? Just tell me, what do you want me to do?."

"Marry that lady, as simple as that." 

"Is that what you want?."

"Yes...." I answered even though, I know that he won't agree to it. He is just too stubborn for my liking.

"Fine, I will marry her. If, that is what will make you happy." He said. I sat there tongue-tied. I wasn't expecting him to accept so easily.

Is this happening because of my threat?- I thought.

I couldn't contain my happiness anymore as I jump on him and hug him tightly. I can't believe that he just agreed to it.

"Thank you so much, my love. I love you so much." I said as I kissed his lip lightly.

"I'm doing this only because of your happiness but, always remember this day Nadrah. Don't forget that I warned you about this. I warned you Nadrah. Don't regret this decision of yours in future." He warned me.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. It's just for few months. Just three months and everything will go back to how it used to be."

"Luxurious life on its way!!!!" I squealed in happiness.

•

The next following day, I woke up as early as I could. I'm just too happy to get my husband married. The lady asked us to be at her house by 9:00 am and I just can't wait to be there.

I got up from the bed, sauntered to the bathroom, take my bath before performing my ablution. While I was done, I came out and wake up my husband to do the necessary things that needed to be done too.

He groaned out first before walking towards the bathroom. He performs his ablution and prayed. While he was done, he attempted to go back to sleep but I was too quick to stop him. "Wait! Where do you think you're going to?."

"To go back to the bed of course. This is just 5:30 am." He replied rolling his eyes.

"You're a very shameless man, Razaq. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Your mates are there preparing for work while you are here preparing to go back to sleep. Who does that?."

"Look, I'm not in the mood for your tantrums this morning."

"So now, I'm causing trouble again?."

"I never said that. Look Nadrah, it's still too early for us to start a fight again. Can we just peacefully start the day?."

"Okay fine. I won't cause any more trouble for you. But please, don't even try to go back to that bed for now. Today is the day!" I said the last part in a happy tone.

"What do you mean, today is the day? What's so special about today? It's not your birthday nor my kid's birthday or mine." I rolled my eyes as he said that.

"Ms. Maryam asked us to come over today. I need to introduce you to her and she needs to hear your thoughts too concerning this deal. Her lawyer will be present too. I will sign the papers and everything will be transferred into my name, today." I announced happily.

"Is this the reason why you asked me not to go back to bed?."

"Of course, isn't it worth it? Now, get up and go get dress."

"It's still early, Nadrah."

"I don't care! The earlier the better."

After a long argument and fights, he finally succumbs and sauntered back to the bathroom to take his bath. I walk towards my children's room and wake them up too. I bathed them and dressed them neatly.

"Mommy, what's today's occasion? Why are we dressed nicely?." My beautiful, smart four-year-old daughter asked.

"Angel, today is the best day of my life. Your mommy is about to become rich. I can get whatsoever I wish for myself after today's outing with your daddy. Don't you think today is the best day of our life?." I asked her as I playfully pinch her cheek.

"Mommy, why are you so happy about being rich? Aren't we happy like this? We don't need any money mommy."

Sometimes, I can't help but hate the fact that this girl is just too smart for my liking. She is just like her father.

Crazy girl!

"Keep quiet, you idiot!" I smack her butt annoyingly. "And who told you that money is not good? How old are you? What do you know about living a luxurious life? Do you think the life we've been living is a good one? Aren't you tired of going to bed without taking a meal sometimes? Don't you want to go back to school?."

"But mommy, I-"

"Keep quiet! Just shuush your mouth. I don't want to hear any more words from you. I don't know where I got you from." I eyed her angrily.

"I'm sorry, mommy." She apologized in her little cute tone.

Okay, this is how I brought my kids up. I might be crazy but I hate it when my kids act irrationally. I brought them up in a very strict way because I don't want them to end up tarnishing my image in public.

If there's anything that I hate most in my life is getting a bad reputation in public. I hate it!

"So kids, your Daddy will be getting married today," I announced happily to my children. I don't think there's any need to hide it from them again.

"What is married, mommy?."

"Why is Dad getting married again, Mom?." Both my kids said in unison. The latter was my nine-year-old boy.

I swear, I hate my kids for being so smart.