Life was fairing, everything had been going smoothly with Allah's will. Abdullahi was doing okay with his father during weekends. We went to Khaleed's wedding ; Allah blessed him with a niqobii and a hafizoh. I was extremely happy for him. We were expecting our little buds - Rodiyah and Mor'diyyah. The scan I did showed that I was having twins. I couldn't be happier. We'd been preparing because at any moment the babies would arrive in this world.
"Mom, wheeen arrre my sissssters coooming out?" Abdullah asked, poking my bump.
"I do not know baby but they are coming soon" I prolonged the 'soon', "you'll soon see and carry them" I said rubbing my stomach tenderly.
"S, how are you" Abdulrahman asked, walking toward me.
"I'm fine but my back is aching me" I whined softly while he chuckled.
"Daddy" Abdullah called him. We'd cake into a term that he would call Abdulrahman 'daddy' and Yusuf 'dad'. "I can't wait to see my sisters" he clapped his hands together, jumping up and down.