VALENTINODAVE

Umrah 2016

HOW WILL I COPE? - Episode 8 I am always thankful to Allah for giving me my wife, her soft heart and understanding of the Deen always make my marriage secure! No matter how much our argument and misunderstanding are, we always give it all up when we get in bed, Maa'sha'Allah! Ever since I married her, she has never rejected me in bed for once, Alhamdulillah! That is why she is always the best for and to me and I always try to be the best of men by being the best to her. Preparing for my mathna's nikkah, I get a lot to do. I have informed my parents, siblings and some of my relatives. I thought my Ummu will be against it as she isn't a fan of polygamy but she accepted with ease maybe because I am the only son of hers. My Abu was also proud of me when I told him and he commended me for being a brave man, funny Abby! My Sisters were completely against it because they like Olubukola very much, they said it is too early and it took me a lot of talks to con

HOW WILL I COPE? - Episode 7 It is Sunday morning! I get up very early around 5 to have my haedoh bath. I don't come along with an extra clothe because I thought I will be spending only a night at most not knowing both of them will tie me down till today. I wonder what they want to say to habeeby that make them insist that he should come. It is really pissing me off! After my bath, I change to one of Ummy's clothes and I wash mine. I pray my fajr and start my adhkars afterward. I haven't done half of the morning adhkars I usually do when I start dozing. I don't really know what is going on with me these days, I have been feeling dizzy, headaches, loss of appetite and I also sleep a lot. I thought it is malaria and I have used various antimalaria drugs but am still not getting myself. I think I have to visit our doctor. I leave the musalah and dive in the bed. I am about to enter my dream land when I hear some tiny knocks, that should be Yaseer, I guess.

HOW WILL I COPE? - Episode 6 Today is Friday, I have to quickly round up my work so as to make Jumu'ah. It is always an hectic day! After the Jumat service, I drive straight home anticipating how I'm going to battle Ummu Yaseer's food to satisfy this my hungry belly. Her food has always been the best after my Ummu's that I find it difficult to eat any other woman's food. I never play with my stomach and Ummu Yaseer knows, that is why she always try her best to cook every new delicious meals and I love that. Now reaching home, I find the door locked so I press the door alarm, "Asalamuhalykum warahmatullah wabarakaatuhu" the door alarm rings but I don't get any response neither do I get the door opened. Though I have my own keys but I prefer her to open the door for me so that I can fall straight into her embrace; it excoriates my all-day worries and stresses. "She isn't at home" I conclude after pressing the alarm several t

HOW WILL I COPE - Episode 5 It has been almost a month now that I have been troubling my mind with the thought of my husband marrying a second wife. Am just imagining how it is gonna look like, my romantic marital life going down the drain jes like that? I can't even imagine... It won't be easy, I don't think it will! "Subhanallah! What am I thinking? Am a believing woman and this shouldn't be my thought, Astagfirullah!" I say as I retire to the sofa, "but why isn't it easy for me to jes accept after all my faith and understanding?" I say aloud as I run my fingers through my hair, wipe them down to my face and then rest my cheeks on my palms. I try to think but only headache I can feel around my frontal lobe, then I lie down on the the sofa to take a short nap... My phone rings, am still drowsing as I pick the call "you said you are coming this morning and the time right now is about 12pm, hope no problem?" She says C

HOW WILL I COPE ? - Episode 4 Just opening my eyes, I hear the adhan. I check on my watch, it is almost time for fajr solat. I get up, walk into the bathroom to perform wudh'u. Back into the room, I catch sight of my wife, still sleeping soundly like a baby. She is so fragile, easily gets hurt. I wish to never make her cry, "Alhamdulillah for giving me this precious gem and never let me regret this my action ya Allah! You know the best of my intention" I sincerely pray. I walk towards the bed and give her a peck on the cheek and this wakes her. Trying to open her eyes, "fajr?" She asks "Yes dear" I reply as am dressing up "Have you bath already? and you didn't wake me" she franks, trying to get up as well "Am very sorry, I did that after you slept off and I didn't want to interrupt your sound sleep, I have stressed too much of you" I jokingly reply, she smiles She sluggishly get off the bed, she is still

HOW WILL I COPE? - Episode 3 I am a woman of the deen, I admit! I understand this deen very well, Alhamdulillah! I know polygamy is an accepted and authorized sanction by Allah, I am very well aware! I also want to be patient and accept this like most of the Sahabiyyats and the pious women out there but am just finding it so difficult. Maybe because I have a small body so my heart is so small to just accept this! Maybe because am thinking his love for me has already been depreciating...! Thinking! Thinking! Thinking!...! All these thinking alone drives me to stupor. How I wish he could take back his words. My love for him has already become an attachment, so how could I withstand sharing him with another woman?..; These words keep popping in my mind as I hold him tight, I can't help the tears rolling from my eyes. I hate him seeing me crying over this, he expects me to understand and I try but I find it difficult. Maybe I may be able to perpend if he gives me a tan

HOW WILL I COPE? - Episode 2 "Yhaaaaaaawwwwwhhhhhhh... Alhamdulillah!" yawning as I wake from the shot nap. She is still sleeping soundly on my chest, I always wonder how she is so convenient that way. She once said she loves my big broad chest, I smile to myself remembering how those words sounded in my ear, is like she was flattering me. Now staring at her face makes me realize how much I have been hurting her since yesterday night, "poor cute girl, she has got a swollen eyes" I murmur to myself. "I wish I could just listen to her sorrow and annul my decision on taking in a second wife but it has already been finalized, I have already taken the step and there is no more going back. This is sunnah and decision and responsibilities are my duty as a man. I just have to go where my heart is leading me, so help me Allah" I think, taking a deep sigh "Allaahu akbaru Allaahu Akbar..." My phone's prayer alarm rings, I check the ti

Asalamuhalykum warahmatullah wabarakaatuhu! HOW WILL I COPE? - Episode 1 "I'm taking in a second wife" These words scale through my head since yesterday he said that to me, I am still like dreaming! "Is this what I deserve? After all my dedication! Ya Rabbi, is this a test from You? I hope he is joking" I take a deep sigh after thorough thinking. "Ya Allah! I don't want this! My husband has been my treasure ever since I have married him, I always do everything in my power to please him. But why is he doing this to me Ya Allah! Our marriage has been a blissful one, he is always what I wanted as an Habeeby. I am always thankful to You for having him but why does he suddenly want a second wife? Am I not good enough for him?" I continue sobbing while I rush inside our bedroom, I stand by the mirror to take a look at my image, I take off my niqab to see a clear image of myself "have I started growing old already, this is jes