BK 2 Chapter 5        "Assalamualaikum bunny" Maryam greeted me and strode to the kitchen majestically while I rolled my eyes at her.  I turned and smiled sweetly at her, "waalaikumsalam sugar". "Whatcha cookin, miss cook" she inhaled the aroma of the food. "I'm cooking what's cook-able," I replied, stirring the dish. "I'm famished" she yawned, patting her stomach while it growled in response and I chuckled lightly. "If you want it to be cooked quickly, come help me" I slyly said while slicing the onions. "Me! What?" She screeched like a banshee while I'd to cringe internally. "You" I grinned, wiping the tears forming in my eyes due to the onion. "I can't darling, I'm a visitor and visitors don't help in the kitchen" she smiled sweetly. "Visito

 BK 2 chapter 7        "Where is my food" Abdulrahman growled, descending from the stairs while cuffing the sleeve of his shirt. My heart skipped with fear of what he could do. He was unpredictable.  "Your food is on the table" I replied shakily, afraid of his outburst.  He yelled and shouted at me but never yelled whenever Abdullahi was around. He was the perfect father to Abdullahi yet a great oppressor to me.  I didn't know why he married me, if he knew he had fallen out of love with me.  "What is this? ," he asked in disgusted, raising his brows while holding the plate. "Food," I replied meekly, walking backwards slowly.  "I know, explain" he said exasperatedly, slamming his fist on the table which shook all the plates on it.  "You didn't tell

BK 2 chapter 9          Life had not been easy for me since I got married to Abdulrahman. I lived in a frightening life. He was a living-bomb, didn't know when he would explode. I was always free from his beating or abusive words when bibi was around. I was deep in my thoughts; thinking about my life, from my marriage to Yusuf to Zainab, my father and Abdulrahman. When the bell jingled, I sighed and shook off the bad memories. I opened the door and searched for the intruder but found nothing except a well-packaged box that had my name written on it. I carried it inside then unwrapped it. I opened it and saw a different kind of jewellery and chocolate. I smiled, who knew that I liked chocolate. I picked up the envelope that was attached to the box, I opened it but the content inside it made my breath hitch. I scrambled around trying to burn or throw it awa

BK 2 chapter 11             Everything happened in a blur, I felt the tightening in my chest, throat as well as shortness of breath while my hands clammed with sweat.  My eyes glued to the spot. Flashback of Yusuf's death replayed back as one of my favorite movies. My body felt like someone was controlling it and that nothing could save me. I just wanted to fade into nothingness. My breathing became shallow and hyperventilating, I began to shake while my mind went black, I was unable to think at all. I felt lightheaded and collapsed on the floor, crying uncontrollably and having breathing difficulties. My hands tensed up and went tingly from lack of oxygen due to hyperventilating. No, I screamed internally in anguish.  I felt a warm hand, soothing my back and put me into a hug. I couldn't make out the person's shape or figure but the person

 BK 2 chapter 13        Abdullahi was discharged two weeks after going through some tests. The doctor has appointed him to a speech therapist; the disorder could be short or long term. He had been on bed rest for a month at home, I never let him out even at school. I locked him up and he had been pestering me on it while I always shrugged it off. "Mo-mom-ma, I'm fiiiiine!. I don't liiiike staaaaying iiin beeeed" he whined. "You need more rest baby," I told him softly, pinching his chubby cheek. "I'm fine" He grumbled, "buuuut schooool?" His eyes lit up. "No school" I grinned at him, "I'm gonna homeschool you" I replied while crunching plantain chips. He stretched his hand to pick but I swatted his hand away and stuck my tongue out. "Noooooo" he exclaimed with wide eyes, "moooomma you can't teach me" he pou