Chapter Three
The Jealous Wives (Continuation)
All this while, Maikudi’s heart remained confused. Though he had finally agreed outwardly, inwardly he struggled with the weight of the decision Ameera had placed before him. He did not doubt her wisdom, but he feared the unknown. Many nights, he lay awake thinking deeply, asking himself whether he was truly ready to take such a step. He remembered the years of struggle, the patience Ameera had shown, and the peace they had built together. The thought of introducing another woman into that peace filled him with both fear and hesitation.
Maikudi spent long moments in silent prayer, asking Allah to guide him and protect his household from regret. He feared injustice, emotional imbalance, and the possibility of hurting the woman who had sacrificed so much for him. Yet, each time he looked at Ameera, he saw no doubt in her eyes. Her confidence unsettled him more than her words.
One day, after much inner struggle, Maikudi made a decision to seek counsel beyond his home. At his workplace, he spoke privately with his boss, a man older than him and known for wisdom and fairness. He explained his situation carefully—his marriage, his wife’s encouragement, and his confusion.
His boss listened attentively, nodding slowly.
“Sometimes,” the man said, “Allah opens doors through people we least expect. If your wife herself encourages you, then perhaps there is wisdom beyond your understanding. But you must proceed with sincerity and justice.”
The boss paused, then added, “There is someone I know.”
Maikudi looked up, surprised.
“She is a respected woman,” the boss continued. “Her name is Sakina. She is a medical doctor working in a private hospital. She is well educated, disciplined, and known for her good character.”
Maikudi was silent, listening carefully.
“She has never been involved in disgrace,” the boss said. “She fears Allah and values dignity.”
Maikudi felt his heart tighten. The reality of the decision was becoming clearer. He thanked his boss and asked for time to think.
That evening, Maikudi returned home deep in thought. Ameera noticed immediately.
“You look troubled,” she said gently.
He sighed. “I spoke to my boss today.”
“And?” she asked calmly.
“He mentioned someone,” Maikudi replied. “A woman named Sakina. She is a medical doctor.”
Ameera nodded slowly. “Do you feel at peace about it?”
“I don’t know,” he admitted honestly. “But I feel this may be the path Allah is opening.”
Ameera smiled softly. “Then we will walk it with patience.”
After careful steps and proper arrangements, Maikudi finally told Ameera that he would like to bring the woman to greet her first before anything else. Ameera agreed without hesitation.
When the day came, Sakina arrived at their home with dignity and humility. She was neatly dressed, her expression calm and respectful. Ameera welcomed her warmly, guiding her inside the house.
“Salāmu ʿalaykum,” Sakina said politely.
“Wa ʿalaykum salām wa raḥmatullāh,” Ameera replied with a smile.
They sat together, facing one another. Maikudi remained nearby, watching carefully, his heart beating faster than usual. He feared awkwardness, tension, or silence—but none came.
“My name is Ameera,” she said gently. “You are welcome.”
“I am Sakina,” the woman replied. “Thank you for receiving me.”
Their conversation flowed easily, surprising even Maikudi. They spoke about their backgrounds, their education, and their daily lives. Ameera shared her experiences as a wife and mother, while Sakina spoke about her medical career and the challenges of her profession.
They smiled, laughed softly, and exchanged kind words. They spoke as if they were sisters meeting after a long separation rather than rivals meeting for the first time. Ameera listened attentively to Sakina’s stories, and Sakina expressed admiration for Ameera’s patience and strength.
“I have heard much about you,” Sakina said respectfully. “Your character speaks for you.”
“And I have heard good things about you as well,” Ameera replied warmly.
Maikudi watched in silence, overwhelmed. His fears began to fade as relief replaced them. He realized that what he had imagined as a source of conflict was unfolding as something peaceful.
After some time, Sakina stood up to leave. Ameera escorted her to the door, still smiling.
“You are always welcome,” Ameera said sincerely.
Sakina bowed her head slightly. “May Allah reward you.”
Not long after, with proper arrangements and consent, Maikudi married Sakina. The marriage was simple, respectful, and free from unnecessary display. There was no noise, no rivalry, and no bitterness.
When Sakina joined the household, something unexpected happened. Instead of tension, harmony filled the home. Ameera and Sakina lived together like sisters, not like rival wives. They shared responsibilities, supported one another, and communicated openly. There was no competition, only cooperation.
Ameera helped Sakina adjust to family life, while Sakina respected Ameera’s place and experience. They laughed together, cooked together, and even prayed together. Their unity astonished many in the community.
Maikudi felt peace he had never known before. He was grateful beyond words. To have two wives who lived together in harmony felt like a blessing he never imagined Allah would grant him.
He often thanked Allah in his prayers, asking that this peace remain.
At that moment, Maikudi believed his household had reached stability and balance. He felt content, confident, and fulfilled—unaware that life still had lessons ahead, and that human hearts, though calm today, can change tomorrow.
For now, happiness surrounded them.
But the story of the jealous wives had only just begun.
To Be Continue Inshallah.....
©AHMAD ZAHIR ENAGI ABU KHALIF
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