Chapter Two
The Jealous Wives
After the holidays from the university, Mallam Maikudi returned home carrying more than just his bag and books. He carried thoughts, intentions, and a story that weighed heavily on his heart. For the first time in his life, he felt certain about someone, and he knew that keeping such a matter hidden from his parents would be wrong.
One quiet evening, after returning from the farm, Maikudi sat with his parents in their small compound. The air was calm, and the sound of insects filled the night. Gathering courage, he began to speak. He told them about Ameera—who she was, her character, her modesty, and her dedication to Islamic knowledge. He spoke slowly, carefully choosing his words, explaining how she had supported him during his most difficult moments, especially throughout the month of Ramadan.
He told them how there were days he had nothing to break his fast with, and how Ameera had helped him quietly, without pride or embarrassment. He explained how her actions strengthened him, not just physically but spiritually. As he spoke, his parents listened attentively, their faces reflecting surprise, gratitude, and deep thought.
His mother wiped tears from her eyes. To her, it felt like Allah had placed mercy in her son’s path. His father remained silent for a while, then finally spoke, praising Allah for guiding Maikudi toward someone of good character. They did not rush their response, but they gave their blessings, advising patience, sincerity, and prayer.
At the same time, Ameera also spoke to her parents. She told them about Maikudi, his background, his struggles, and his hardworking nature. She explained how he balanced education with labor, how he never complained despite hardship, and how he always spoke respectfully. She told them how he supported his parents even when he had little himself.
Her parents listened carefully. Her father, who managed an Islamic school, was particularly interested in Maikudi’s character and discipline. Ameera emphasized that Maikudi was not a man of wealth but a man of effort and faith. Her parents acknowledged her words and advised her to remain patient, reminding her that life was not built on emotions alone but on endurance and wisdom.
During the holiday period, life took on a different rhythm. Maikudi returned fully to farming activities with his parents. From early morning until evening, he worked on the land, planting, watering, and harvesting what little the soil provided. The work was exhausting, but familiar. It reminded him of his roots and reinforced his sense of responsibility.
Ameera, on the other hand, spent her time teaching at her father’s Islamic school. She taught young students Qur’an recitation, basic Arabic, and lessons on manners and faith. Teaching brought her fulfillment. It allowed her to serve her community and practice what she had learned. Though busy, her thoughts often returned to Maikudi, wondering how he was coping back home.
Communication between them during this period was limited. Maikudi had no frequent access to means of communication, and Ameera’s responsibilities also kept her occupied. Days sometimes passed without hearing from one another. Yet, when opportunities arose, Maikudi would visit, and they would speak, sitting at a respectful distance, exchanging updates about their lives, families, and hopes.
Those moments, though rare, were precious. They spent time together carefully, mindful of boundaries, cherishing every opportunity to talk. They spoke about their plans, their fears, and their trust in Allah’s decree. Their bond did not weaken due to distance; instead, it grew quieter and deeper.
When the university resumed, both returned to campus with renewed determination. Their communication resumed naturally, as though it had never been interrupted. They supported each other academically and emotionally. When Maikudi struggled financially, Ameera encouraged him. When Ameera faced academic pressure, Maikudi motivated her with words of reassurance.
Their love grew openly within the university environment. Students began to notice them—not for indecency, but for the way they worked together. They studied together, shared resources, and helped one another understand difficult lessons. Their relationship became known as one built on respect and cooperation.
Lecturers observed their seriousness, and classmates admired their discipline. Many spoke of their story, describing how two people from humble beginnings supported each other through hardship. Their names became associated with perseverance rather than distraction.
Years passed, marked by examinations, challenges, and achievements. Through it all, they remained consistent. Their bond matured, strengthened by trials rather than weakened by them. Eventually, graduation day arrived.
They both graduated from the university with high-quality results. It was a moment of pride and relief. Their journey through education had not been easy, but it had been successful. Families celebrated, and gratitude filled their hearts.
After graduation, reality presented new challenges. Ameera secured a job, while Maikudi did not. Instead of formal employment, Maikudi chose to focus on supporting his family through farming and other available work. Though this decision was practical, it weighed heavily on Ameera’s heart.
She feared that focusing solely on her job while Maikudi struggled might create distance between them. She reflected deeply, weighing her options. Eventually, Ameera made a decision that surprised many. She chose to sacrifice her job, prioritizing marriage and unity over personal career advancement.
With conviction and trust in Allah, Ameera agreed to marry Maikudi. Her decision was not made lightly, but with full awareness of the challenges ahead. She believed that building a life together, grounded in patience and faith, mattered more than temporary comfort.
And so, the foundation was laid—not just for marriage, but for a future that would test them in ways they had yet to imagine.
To Be Continue Inshallah....
©AHMAD ZAHIR ENAGI ABU KHALIF
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