Fanana arrived at the hospital, her face etched with worry. She spotted Alhaji pacing in the waiting room. "How is she?" Fanana asked, her curiosity palpable.

Alhaji turned to her, his eyes filled with concern. "She went into a coma while in labor. Oh my God, I just hope I don't lose my child."

Fanana's eyes widened in surprise. "Really, Alhaji? You're pregnant?"

Alhaji's expression turned sheepish. "As you can see. Why didn't you tell me?"

Fanana shrugged. "It doesn't matter, and it's not yours."

Just then, Fanana felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. "Oh my God, the baby is coming!" Alhaji exclaimed.

The nurses rushed in, and Fanana was whisked away to the labor room. 

Twenty-two years later, Amma called out to Khaulat, "Amma, I'm going out."

Khaulat's mother, Mahazim, cautioned, “Khaulat, wait!”Mahazim yelled out to her husband, "Mahazim, where are you going?"

Khaulat took a bag from her mother and headed out to visit her favorite aunt, Fanana. As she arrived, she spotted Munnir, Fanana's son, and playfully teased him, tugging on a strand of his hair.

In her room, Fanana was sorting through her jewelry when Khaulat entered. "Aunty Fanana, what's in the bag?" Khaulat asked, eyeing the bag her mother had given her.

Fanana smiled. "It's not your business, Khaulat."

Khaulat stood up, and Fanana could sense a hint of mischief in her eyes. “I'll go help my mom, then.”Meanwhile, Mahazim discussed Khaulat and Munnir's relationship with her husband, Alhaji. "You've been like a father to him since his father passed away. I don't know why Fanana doesn't want them to be together."

Alhaji dropped his spoon, lost in thought. "What's Fanana doing? Why doesn't she want our children to get married? What happened in the past stays in the past."

He looked up at his wife and smiled reassuringly. “Don't worry, I'll talk to her.”Mahazim picked up her phone and called Fanana. "How are you doing, dear?"

 replied, “I'm fine, dearest. What's up?”Mahazim asked, “Can you come over to the house today? I really want to discuss something with you.”Fanana agreed, and Mahazim hung up the phone.

As Fanana arrived at Mahazim's house with her son Munnir, Alhaji greeted them. "Good evening, sir," Munnir said, before excusing himself.

Mahazim and Alhaji exchanged a knowing glance, and Mahazim began, "You couldn't even let us exchange proper pleasantries. I know, but I want to talk to you before my wife comes down from her room."

Fanana took a deep breath. "Is it because of what we had that made you refuse our children's proposal?"

Alhaji's expression turned somber. “Yes, it's a part of it, but there's more.”As they delved deeper into their conversation, the truth began to unravel. Fanana revealed the shocking secret she had kept hidden for twenty-two years – a secret that would change everything."I know you want a child, and so does my friend," Fanana said, recalling the past. "Alhaji, I know you want a child and so does Mahazim."

Alhaji moved closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why don't you have a child for me?"

Fanana's eyes widened in shock. “What are you saying, Alhaji?”Before she could react, Alhaji kissed her. The rest, as they say, is history.

As the truth spilled out, Mahazim's world crumbled around her. She felt betrayed by her best friend and her husband. The pain and anger boiled over, and she slapped Alhaji.

Fanana continued, her voice laced with regret. "I ran off to London, pregnant and ashamed. When I heard Mahazim was pregnant too, I returned, and when she went into a coma and lost her child, I gave her mine."

Mahazim's eyes blazed with anger. “You betrayed me, Fanana! You slept with my husband, got pregnant, and then gave me your child?!”The room fell silent, the weight of Fanana's secrets crushing the air out of them As the dust settled, Mahazim's voice trembled. "Get out