Like most guys at 25 I just wanted to get married even though I didn't have two pennies to rub together, times were really tuff for me back then.
It's been around 6 years since I got married. My wife came from a very wealthy background mashallah, I however did not.
My wife was very understanding with regards to this and wanted to marry me regardless. Alhamdulliah I got married in East London at a cost of £500.
We arrived back to my parents house where we stayed for the next 2 years. As I mentioned earlier I had very little to my name, I couldn't afford a bed to sleep on, and I was stubborn to ask my parents for help.
My brother had a spare used mattress which we decided to sleep on, their wasn't a night i wouldn't complain about the springs pressing into my back.
My wife fell pregnant shortly after marriage, the 9 months was especially hard for her as the mattress was very uncomfortable. She would never complain though, but I knew if it was hurting me, it was killing her. I remember close to her due date, we both couldn't sleep due to our back pain, I remember her saying, 'In shaa Allah after Rumaisa our situation will change, she will come with her rizq and so will her siblings..' My sunflower Rumaisa was born and soon after my fortunates started to change literally overnight. My business started to do well, I brought a bed and then had enough money to finally move out.
A year later, Hafsah was born, prior to her birth I started another business, that too started to do really well. Maa shaa' Allah
And then 2 years later, Ibraheem was born and he too came with his rizq in the form of a 3rd business. Maa shaa' Allah
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