I was 20 weeks into my pregnancy and my protruded tummy was getting bigger. I was getting fat and ugly. Imaan's words not mine but i kinda believed her.
Imaan came to visit me for the third time after my pregnancy. Her husband travelled to London for an important work and she used the opportunity to come stay with me for a few days.
"You really are getting fatter." Imaan teased and i groaned.
"Will you just drop it."I said, fraustrated.
"Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. I'm just saying the truth."
I sighed "You're being annoying."
"By the way, aren't you supposed to go for your check up this afternoon?"
I nodded in agreement. Ali was to take me but ever since this 'annoying lady' came, he was being distant from me and giving us space.
"I could drive you there."
I mentally rolled my eyes "You don't know the place." I said in a 'duh' tone.
I could imagine her rolling her eyes as she replied "Call him and ask for the address, i have a GPS."