  &quot;And you don t want to die? It s not a bad thing to die, Mairam.&quot; The look she had flashed him was the one that will tell him how foolish she thought he was to say something like that. Who would ever want to die? If not that death was something that no one could run away from, Maryam was certain no one would ve died in this world. 
  &quot;Do something! Please, don t let me die this way.&quot; She was about to close her lips when she shrieked painfully and covered her eyes with her palms, &quot;It keeps rushing out, this feels like something big. Ya Allah, please don t let me die.&quot; No matter how Na im wanted to stop his laughter, he couldn t. He threw his head back and laughed at how scared she looked and how she was crying tirelessly while she begged him not to let her die. 
  &quot;Bilkisu!&quot; He called out, because he had figured that this was something that was be

  Staring right into her eyes with his hands placed on her shoulders, he couldn t believe what she had just done to him. It had never occurred to him that she was realizing everything he had done to her and was even up for offering him the same if he needed some until today and he was so moved by this movement than anything had ever moved him in his life. Her eyes were so full of innocence when she looked up at him with a soft smile.
  &quot;Feeling any better?&quot; She asked, and he nodded his head at her. Trying so hard to remember the name he had heard her called him but couldn t. And he knew if he were to ask her that might even make her to stop calling him that for the remaining year he had with her as a wife.
  &quot;Yes, much better. Thank you so much for the comfort, Mairo. May Allah bless your life, and inshallah Allah you re not going to die anytime soon, okay?&quot; She chuck

  &quot;Afternoon, Captain. I got a bit startled seeing your call, because the way you left that day made me think you d never contact me again. I hope everything is fine with you?&quot; He tasted the despair dripping from each word she had uttered but Na im wasn t ready to feel sympathy for yet, another woman in his life. 
  &quot;I'm fine, but she s not. Is there a way you can help, please? I can easily take her to the hospital.&quot; The panic in his voice made Nafisa tame down all the words she wished to say to him and her professional self kicked in. 
  &quot;Subhanallah, what's wrong with her? Can she speak?&quot;
  &quot;Her maid she s has been suffering from lower abdominal pain, it has been going on for hours now, what do you suppose we do?&quot; The sigh of relief that had escaped her mouth made it seem to him that it wasn t a so serious illness for him to be worried about, but

&quot;And you don t want to die? It s not a bad thing to die, Mairam.&quot; The look she had flashed him was the one that will tell him how foolish she thought he was to say something like that. Who would ever want to die? If not that death was something that no one could run away from, Maryam was certain no one would ve died in this world. 
  &quot;Do something! Please, don t let me die this way.&quot; She was about to close her lips when she shrieked painfully and covered her eyes with her palms, &quot;It keeps rushing out, this feels like something big. Ya Allah, please don t let me die.&quot; No matter how Na im wanted to stop his laughter, he couldn t. He threw his head back and laughed at how scared she looked and how she was crying tirelessly while she begged him not to let her die. 
  &quot;Bilkisu!&quot; He called out, because he had figured that this was something that was beyond him. Bilkisu came rushing into the room only to find him laughing while Maryam cried, she gaspe

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