Salaam aleikum all.. Ohh what we have wait and here it is FINALLY!! The last part aboutr sister sarah ;)
Her can yo read part 1 and 2 if you have missed to read that..
Part one:
part 2
Here is the last part:
I couldn’t believe what I just heard. I remember exactly how I felt. I felt sick to my stomach, I felt like time litterly went into slow motion. I felt dizzy and I felt like I was going to pass out. Finally I told him you will bring my son back to me this weekend!!! He told me no he won’t. And then he hung up. I was helpless I couldn’t do anything. The police wouldn’t help me since I didn’t have any legal grounds. I couldn’t enter on their property I would be tress passing.
I couldn’t do anything. I ran outside to confront my father. I asked him what he told my ex and asked him what the heck is going on. He simply told me I am not justified to tell you anything. I told him what! I’m you daughter! That is my son! I have every right to know. He said this all happened because I’m Muslim. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I ran downstairs and got on the computer to talk to my soon to be husband. I can’t even remember everything because I was in such shock. But I remember I cried and cried. But I knew one thing was for certain.
I was not going to change my religion for anything or anyone. Allah came first in my life and this I knew. I knew this was a test from Allah. So anyway as the few weeks passed I was trying to find ways to get my son back. I couldn’t do anything in that state because I wasn’t a resident yet. So I knew I had to go back to the state I just came from and try to file for child custody there. Also I knew I had to get out of my father’s house. Things had gotten so bad. I also kept finding out things like my dad and step mom would say they have to go shopping. But came to find out they and my sister went up and took my son out to dinner without inviting me! Or telling me.
And I hadn’t seen my son for weeks. And also they could have just simply grabbed him and brought him back home to me but they didn’t! They were sneaking around doing stuff like that. I found out through comments on facebook. It hurt me so bad and I almost couldn’t take it. I had to get out of there. I was actually afraid I was going to hurt them. And I knew if I didn’t get out of there I would lose my sanity. So I instantly flew to my mother’s house in the state where I came from. It was so much better with my mom. I remember I saw her when she picked me up from the air port. I said hi and we got in the car. She asked me when we got in the car why I didn’t hug her.
I told her because I thought she would have been ashamed of me because I’m in hijab. And she told me she didn’t care about that and she hugged me. She said she had to stop at the pharmacy before we head home. So when we got there she asked if I was going in with her because she noticed I wasn’t getting out of the car. I asked her you want me to come in with you? I’m in hijab… she said she didn’t care at all and to come in with her. It felt so nice being with my mom and not having her be ashamed of me. I lived with my mom for a few months. I couldn’t do anything legal wise because my ex had filed illegally back where he was. I fell through a loop. But I kept patient.
Things started to get a bit tuff at my moms. I sort of started feeling like I was taking up her space. Not to mention I was given sort of a hard time because I couldn’t be around alcohol, and she always had her male friends in and out of the house and her bf, so it was hard. Thought my mom was still supportive of me and still loved me I knew it would be best to go to my soon to be husbands state and get married to him and start our lives together. I knew the legal thing for my son would take months and months. So that’s exactly what I did. I had bought my plane ticket to go there.
But then planes changed I ended up going a little bit earlier because my grandmother was also in the same state as my soon to be husband and my family wasn’t sure if she was going to make it or not. So my sister and I drove up there to see my grandmother before it was to late. Of course I saw my dad at the hospital. And he started to lecture me that I’m gong to get killed and all that stuff. And practically told me I have to choose between him and Islam. I told him he doesn’t stand a chance that Allah comes first and he said I’m sorry it has to be that way.
And I said no I’m sorry for you that you have to make it that way. You are the one that’s losing not me. And I walked away. I was about to meet my soon to be husband any minute! He was coming to pick me up. So I waited with my sister and other family members like cousins and uncles and aunts. They met him and my sister really like him. The sister I’m talking about is not the one who was going behind my back seeing me son. This was a different sister. I have two sisters. So anyway after I left my family started spreading rumors about me. That I got kidnapped. And that someone picked me up in a big white van and just grabbed me and took me away. It was so stupid! First of all my soon to be husband picked me up in a little green car lol. Well I was really nervous. My soon to be husband and I Got married right off. T
hen we went back to our home together. I felt so blessed. He is such a wonderful man. Well we got married and like two weeks later was the month of Ramadan. It was my very first Ramadan and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to fast because of my low blood sugar. For two days it went smooth! I thought I can do this! But then the third day of Ramadan was horrible! I felt sick, and shaky, I knew I needed to eat. And I started crying. I kept wondering what is going on with my body because for the next week or two it was acting weird. I felt nauseous when I smelled food. And I told my husband this only happens when I’m pregnant! But no way can I be pregnant. That would have happened to fast lol. Well anyway I took a pregnancy test and it so happened I was 4 weeks pregnant! I had gotten pregnant the second day we had gotten married!
We both were so stunned and so happy. We didn’t realize Allah was going to bless us this fast. So anyway I had a court date for my son finally! It was for temporary custody. And to make a long story short the judge Would have given my custody of my son but I didn’t live in my apartment long enough to call it a stable home so my ex got temporary custody of my son. But he finally gave me visitation rights! I was allowed to have my son every other month for two weeks! I was allowed to bring him back home with me for two weeks every other month. So right away I called to set up the date with his lawyer when I will start my visitation. Me and my husband went right away to get my son.
It was in 18 hour drive. It was ruff on me because my husband didn’t have his license and I was so sick and such with the pregnancy. I remember when I finally was about to pull into my exs drive way a police car pulled up behind us. And I turned to my husband and I was like was I speeding? He said don’t worry about it then suddenly 4 or 5 men there called border control surrounded our car and yanked our doors open. They were pointing guns at us and told us to get out of the car with our hands over our heads. I was so scared. I didn’t know what the heck was going on and asked them what’s going on.
And I stood up and put my hands up. And so did my husband. They took a machine gun and stuck it to my husband’s head. I looked down and noticed they had a tazer pointing at my stomach. And I said WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!!! IM PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!! They told me they know. And I told them I’m doing what u want me to do! Then they put handcuffs on my husband and then turned me around and was holding my wrist really tight with their hands and it hurt really bad and I’m a really tiny person as it is. Then they slammed my stomach against the car. And I screamed again IM PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So finally they told me my husband is in illegal immigrant and he was dangourse and all the crap. Well anyway they left. And I was standing there all alone… I stayed calm. I started reciting Quran in my head and asking Allah to help me. I realized my ex and his family were all standing around in a circle smoking and smiling the most evil smile. Except my ex. He actually looked like he was about to cry. I walked up calmly and told them I will get my son now. And they told me where is your court order? They told me I’m a very dangerous and sick lady and I will never see my son again.
I then turned calmly to my ex and I said can I please talk to u alone. He was about to walk off with me when his dad told him no he is not f*** talking to me. First of all my exs family was the one doing all this horrible stuff. My ex doesn’t ever stick up for himself so he just tagges along weather he wants to or not. My ex was actually going to give me my son but then his father wouldn’t let him. and I didn’t have my court order it hadn’t gotten mailed out yet. So I called the police. But they couldn’t help me because I didn’t have a court order. But I did get to see my son for like 30 min.
I held him and he just kept looking at me and he was so excited to see me. I remember I was so exhausted. I still had an hour and a half drive to where I was staying at my grandmothers. I had been up for hours. I was pregnant, my husband just got arrested… so I called the only friend I had there and she drove up right away. I then got a call from my husband. He was allowed one phone call. He saw them throw me against the car and told me to go to the hospital to get checked, and I agreed because I started to cramp really bad from the force. Well I got to the hospital and they heard the babies heart beat. He was still protected under my pubic bone! So he was just fine! The only thing the doc. Was worried about was my stress level causing a miscarriage. Well anyway that was such a horrible night for me.
After getting away from my exs house I finally just broke down in uncontrollable tears. I was afraid I was killing my baby but I just couldn’t stop! So anyway to make another long story short. I got stuck that state for a month while my husband got stuck in jail for two weeks. Then we got a phone call saying there was a mistake in his arrest and all the bull crap! My ex filed in emergency hearing with the court saying that my husband was dangoures and all that and they changed the order for my visitation rights with my son. I wasn’t allowed to leave the state with him and I had to spend a whole week once a month in the state he was at. I told the judge that’s totally unreasonable.
No one in there possible mind could do that or afford that. And I had another home I had to take care of and I was pregnant. He told me it was my fault I was pregnant, and lived so far away. He also said I had to pay child support. 365 dollars a month! I told him I didn’t have a job he said then I need to get a full time job. I told him how the heck can someone be pregnant, hold down a full time job, plus have to travel 18 hours every three weeks to see my son and then spend a whole week in that state because my son wasn’t allowed to leave the state! That’s impossible! But he didn’t care. Well I did get to have my son for a whole week! It was nice. Well anyway I got home and things settled down. Now it’s May.
I just had my baby boy three weeks ago. He is so beautiful and I’m so blessed! My husband is such a wonderful father and husband! And we can’t wait to make our family grow. I actually just had a hearing for final custody of my son. I am not sure the final outcome yet but I finally got a fair judge! The judge got after my ex for trying to make my husband look like a terriost when he wasn’t and such. It felt really good to see the judge get angry with my ex for all the crap he has tried to pull. I have a really good chance of getting custody of my son. So insha allah we will see how it goes and when I find out the ending I will let you know insha allah. I went through so much more then what you have read.
It would take a website in itself to tell everything. The reason why I wanted to tell me story is because I am hoping it will help my brothers and sisters realize. You can go through anything if you keep Allah close to you. If you look at the patterns in my story you will see no matter what I was going through Allah was always there! Weather its being stranded without food, Nowhere to go, I could have lost my baby, or worse I could have failed my test and turned away from Islam.
But Through all my hardships Allah made a way through them. I feel like My new son is a reward from Allah because even thought I had the worst things done to me having my child taken away I relied on Allah and I never lost trust or hope in him. And I feel like he has rewarded me for it. Only Allah knows of course but that’s how I feel. Everything I went through only made me stronger as a Muslim. It made me love Allah more and more. And it made me depend on Allah more and more.
And always know, no matter what hardships u are going through or test Allah is there. And it is just a test. So don’t fail your test. Because if you are being tested be thankful for it. Allah won’t test those who are weak in faith. He knows they will fail it. But he will test those who are strong because he knows they can handle it. So please always look to Allah for help and guidance. If you look anywhere else you will fail. Stay strong and no matter what don’t ever leave Islam for anything.
Thanks so much for reading and I tried to remember the information as well as I could. If I made any errors anywhere I pray Allah forgives me. Salam alakom to all my brothers and sisters. And may Allah always guide us and keep us on the right path ameen.
P.S I just wanted to add that if you are not Muslim, I really hope my story was inspiring to you and I hope that you will look into Islam and see the peace and strength and truth that Islam has.
I also wanted to add my family doesn’t talk to me and I do not associate with them. The only people I do still talk to in my family is my mom, My Grammy, and my older sister, and half brother. They are the only ones.
My father will never get to meet his grandson that he has because he has made that choice himself. It’s sad but true. May Allah guide them ameen. And also I know one day I will get my justice for what has been done to me [Symbol] But also in some ways I have already forgiven them because I know they are miss guided and I know Allah as put a seal upon their hearts. Thanks again for listening.
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