AREEZAH✔️

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Jameel's Pov:

I had no idea that Ree could be so heavy. She doesn't even eat much but she has gained a lot of weight.

Carrying her in my arms seems so comforting, weird I know. I don't know what's happening to me and I don't know why I always want her around. Tonight, I almost stop her from going to my Ma's because I didn't like the idea of her being away from me.

We just got married for a day or two? And honestly I don't know if I can keep to the promise I made - I was going to make her life miserable just the way mine was.

I wanted to cause her pain because her bitchy step mother had lied to me. I never thought Haj fatima could do something so despicable. I considered her my third mother after my mum and Ree's mum. All of it went down the drain the moment I learnt the truth.

I was forced into this marriage all right, but somehow I am glad that Ree won't have to stay in that house and be treated badly.

I couldn't stop myself from staring at her face. Her face...

I have never seen someone, anyone in this world that looks beautiful in whatever condition she is in. Whether she was angry, happy, sad or even sleeping just as she is now.

I feel like a creep just staring at her. She has a tip pointed nose, her full cheeks on display, her pointed chin, her full lips, her eyebrows perfectly made, her curly eyelashes. Everything is perfect. I thought of just sleeping close to her right at that moment but I'm too creeped out by my own self. What the actual Fuck is wrong with me?

I discarded the idea and went back to our actual room. I dropped her in the guest room because I know if I had brought her here she would throw a fit in the morning. There was nothing else going on in my mind except Ree.

The early morning sunlight seep through my curtains, I was blinded by it. Ya Allah, the sun has already set? I haven't even prayed! I hastily rushed into the bathroom and brushed my teeth before performing my ablution.

After my subh prayer, I went down the stairs and see that my wife has already made the breakfast. The scent of the pancake made my stomach rumble.

"Good morning, what's for breakfast?" I knew she had prepared pancake but just for a conversation starter I wanted to know.

"Good morning to you too. I've made pancakes. You can just take chocolate tea with it." she replied. She was wearing a crimson red abaya with a black jersey scarf raided over her hair.
Her front hair was braided, honestly I don't know what the style of the hair is called but it's the best I have seen so far.

Her hair is long.

Ree's braided hair were aligned perfectly to the front covering half of her face. I felt like moving the hair away so that I could get a better view of face.

"Your hair looks beautiful." I blurted out without thinking, instead of taking it back and making things more awkward I pulled out one of the chair of the dining table and sat.

"Uhm, thanks." she replied simply. Does this means she likes the compliment? For goodness sake I can't even read her.

"I'm going to be closing late today, but I'll come back around two to make food so that when you come back you can eat." she started to say, "You shouldn't talk since you're eating." she added.

Coming home late from school? I had totally forgotten that she still goes to school...

I finished up my food and took a sip of water before I started. "Why would you come home late?" I sense that I'm becoming worried again because I don't want her to be late. Instead, she should be home before I'm back.