~Life is not always perfect. Like a road, it has many bends, ups and down, but that's its beauty~

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Yasmeen:

I woke up early, had a shower and went to the kitchen to make breakfast while Ahmad is still asleep. I wanted it to be a breakfast in bed, but he felt my absence and before you knew it, he's in the kitchen by my side offering to help me make breakfast.

I gave him some potatoes to peel, while I was making some egg sauce.

"I had a dream about you last night. I was alone on a dark night and you came to me as a firefly. I knew it was you because you were the brightest" he said, hugging me from behind

We were having a romantic moment for the first time ever since we got married when I heard a knock on the door, and I went to get it.

On opening the door, I came face to face with a furious habiba(Ahamad's sister) with her hands on her waist as if she's about to go into the wrestling ring.

She made her way into the house almost knocking me down in the process. Luckily, She only brushed my shoulder because I quickly got out of the way.

I have hoped that the next time I meet habiba, it would be a very pleasant and heart warming meeting, but this is actually worse than the first time. It is the mother of all unpleasant meetings.

The first time I met her was when Ahmad took me to his house to meet his family before we got married. But unfortunately, Ummy was out with the rest of the family, habiba was the only one home

God! She was cold and unwelcoming. She is a girl of icy nature

She was colder than the winter wind howling its dirge through the Southwest Forest. Colder than the snow blanketing tree, rock and earth in its silent shroud. Colder than ice that lay on water and hung in shards from branches and bushes. And Colder than these was her smile.

She looked at me from top to bottom assessing my outfit.

She stared at me as if she was hoping to see something else, but instead she was stuck with me, a gorgeous young lady with the most beautiful smile.

Though she is cold and haughty in her general demeanor, She managed to say "Hi" which is obviously forced out. But She couldn't stand the sight of me, she locked herself in the kitchen with the clumsy excuse that she is making dinner. Habiba was not hospitable at all

We sat in the living room with my friend Rukayya who was accompanying me, staring at the ceiling while I wondered why the cold treatment, And how life with them is going to be if this is really the kind of people that they are. But I overlooked it, Because we are all human and we are bound to err.

Ahmad came to the rescue, he lightened up the mood with his jokes and funny gestures, bringing back the smiles on our faces

To cut the long awkward meeting story short, I didn't stay long. But when I was about to leave, I was hoping to see habiba walk me to the car while we crack some sisterly jokes and share some laughs.

unfortunately, she slammed the door in my face before I could finish bidding her goodbye leaving me wondering what I have done wrong to deserve such unwelcoming treatment.

On our way home, I noticed Ahmad was upset, down and uneasy. He has been quiet throughout the ride, because the angels he has told me about are making him look like a big fat liar cooking up stories just to make them look good.

I didn't want Ahmad to feel worse than he already did, so I played it off like it was nothing.

I acted Like I have received the warmest welcome ever, I can't hold him liable for another persons actions for People are different. besides, my mind was at peace because I know that Ahmad is nothing like habiba.

My friend on the other hand was not okey with that, she tried as much as possible to let me know that it is something to look into because this is not the most appropriate way to host a soon to be sister in law you're meeting for the first time, even a demon tries to give a good first impression. but I turned a deaf ear at her, and she dropped it.

Ahmad came out of the kitchen holding a piece of potato and a knife just in time to see habiba making her way into his bedroom.

"Habiba, how are you doing today?". He said

"I'm fine, what is taking you two long? Ummy has been waiting for you to come and greet her. You better hurry, we both know that she doesn't like waiting".

With that, habiba turned to leave but then she turned around slowly as if she has forgotten something.

"Ahmad, what are you doing in the kitchen by the way?" She asked

"We are making breakfast, our first breakfast in our house" he replied

On hearing that, Habiba's eye balls bulged out as if they were about to fall off their sockets, She left without uttering another word but the look on her face said a lot.

Ahmad looked uneasy when she left, he was absent minded, buried in his thoughts, thoughts I am sure he wouldn't want to share with me and I respect his privacy.

Ahmad had a blackout For a moment, I just can't sweat the fact that he has lost a small portion of his life for all eternity.

"I think we should go say good morning to Ummy first, then come back and finish our breakfast. I'm sure we won't take long" I said bringing Ahmad out of his trance

"Good idea", he said. Regaining his composure

I turned down the heat, picked up my scarf and draped it and we both headed out to see Ummy.

"I wanted to talk to you both before your honeymoon, but God has not willed it. Anyways, Here we are today" Ummy started

"Yasmeen, I want you to respect and obey your husband. Do whatever he asks of you" She continued

"You should also know your place at Ahmad's House. You should know your duties and obligations as a wife. It's your duty to cook, clean, do his laundry, respect him etc it's Ahmad's right to demand for all of these things" Ummy told me

"Ahmad, I want you to be a good husband, But I am not telling you to enslave yourself. You are the man of the house, you should act like one. Know your roles and responsibilities as a husband, and all I know is the kitchen is no place for a man" she told Ahmad

"Once you show your weaknesses to a woman, she would never respect you, she would use them against you. That's how women are" she said

"And Ahmad, don't forget that the earlier the better. once you let her get used to not doing all these things she wouldn't do it when you finally want her to do it or when you feel it is the right time for her to start doing it" she finally said

When Ummy was done, I thanked her for all the advice and went back home to finish making breakfast. When I was done, I went back to call Ahmad to come eat.

"Ahmad dear, Breakfast is ready. let's go eat our first breakfast home"

"Ummy gave me some of her food to eat, but I'll eat yours as well. let's go, I can't wait to taste your cooking" He said, with the most loving smile on his face

Ahmad was about to come with me when Ummy stopped him

"You don't have to eat if you're not hungry or don't feel like eating, you just had breakfast with me. You don't have to force yourself to eat when you're full. Eat only when you're hungry" Ummy said

"Alright, I won't. Let me go and keep her company while she eats" Ahmad said, as he vacated the seat he once occupied.

"You're not going anywhere with her, sit down" Ummy commanded Him

And that's how I had breakfast alone, in the company of just myself

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