Our Stubborn Souls (Goyan Kaka!)

Chapter 8

                            Aslams POV

        Its been a minute since I saw my girl, I actually can't believe she's mine. Although she despises the idea of being my wife, I'm not giving up that easily, I'll surely make her mine. I'll make her fall for me and she won't even realize it when she will fully be mine. I smile as I look at myself in the mirror when I start feeling a little faint so I take a seat in my bed leaning in the headboard.
         I start to feel dizzy and my head begins to spin, I've not been feeling myself since this morning and I think I might be falling ill. I took a couple of pain relievers earlier but I don't think it worked. I lay me head down on my pillow and sigh.
          I miss her soo much, so I picked up my phone and faced times her. It rang a few times before she finally picked up. And there she was laying her head on the bed with her breaded hair open wearing a white crop top. She looked amazing and it's the first time I'm seeing her wear something like this since she grew up. My eyes traveled around her body and........
       "Emmm, hello are you going to say something or are going to keep checking me out?" She says and I raise my eyebrows and smirked.
       "I just like what I see, that's all." I shrugged and I involuntarily coughed and she looked a bit concerned.
      "Are you okay?" She asked worried.
       "I'm good princess." I say smiling and yet again I coughed.
       She looked at me still worried as she turned around to lay on her stomach.
       "Are you sure?"
       "Yeah baby girl, I'm sure." This time a sneeze escaped and I saw her roll her eyes.
       "Ohhh, baby girl." I heard my sister Ameera say in a mocking tone to which my lovely wife through a pillow whirl glaring at her and she laughs in return. She then turns back to her phone and shakes her head.
       "I find that hard to believe. Just wait hold on a second...." She says and sits up.
      "Ameera can you call your crush for me please?" She tells my sister.
"What crush?" We both ask Islam at the same time but I could hear the embarrassment in her tone and Islam rolls her eyes.
"By brother Ameer obviously." She says to her and my sister mutters something under her breath which I couldn't understand.
Islams rolls her eyes again. "Whatever just call him for please, I would do it myself but I'm using my phone, kinji (please)"
I guess she dialed the number and handed the phone to Islam. "Hello?" She speaks into the phone. "Bro I need a favor from you."
"Yeah, it's ummm Yaya Aslam...." She continues and I raise a brown.
"Immm, I don't think he's feeling to good, can you ummm please check up on him." She added. "I said I was fine." I tell her with my voice soaring and she rolled her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time today.
"Alright thanks bro, I owe you one, bye." And the. She gave the phone back to flushed Ameera.
"If you're so worried about me baby why don't you come and check up on me yourself?"
"Who says I was worried about you, I just got married and don't want to be widowed so soon, you I'm too young to be a widow."
"Oh really princess, well I'm glad you care if I die or not."
"Yeah, whatever. Did you take medication?" She asked clearly concerned.
"Yea...." I start to say when I slowly feel myself dozing off.
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I wake up with only my boxers on, her scent filling the room. I smile as I roll over the white sheets following suit. I see her there laying next to me and I move closer to her sleeping figure, I place my fingers and trailed the side of her face, feeling all tingly sensation and she opens her eyes and looks at me with a broad smile. "Good morning my love." She says with her beautiful delicious looking lips which I began to stare at, causing her to be nervous and so she bit the bottom lip causing more shivers down my body and I breathe heavily before closing the distance between us and delicately pressing my lips on hers, slowly cupping her face in my hands, creasing her cheeks with my thumb, I was going in more deeper, when she says something to me that I couldn't comprehend. "Hmmm?" I mumbled with her lips still attached to mine when she repeated but in a more manly voice that sounded a lot like her brother.
"Wake up lover boy and quit dreaming about my sister now okay." The voice says again shaking me when I instantly opened my eyes to see Ameer staring at me in amusement and as soon as he saw the look of disappointment I had on my face he busted out laughing and making kissy faces and noises to try to tease and annoy me. I groaned annoyed and covered myself with my blanket.
           "Go away." I tell him, but instead of doing as I asked he jumped right in the bed next to me and whispers. "I have a message from your little princess don't you wanna know?" I asked holding in his laughter.
         I groaned but my curiosity gave in and I opened my face and asked "What did she say?"
       "I don't know but something like, make sure he's doing fine, take care of him please, don't let anything happen to my Aslam. Blah....Blah.....blah...." And I instantaneously smiled.
       "Did she really say My Aslam?" And he just nods his head, making me smile broader. I can't really believe she called me "hers", is this another dream or what? I might be a little sick but I think this is the best day of my life.
     Ameer spent some time with and my fever got worse but he had to leave for some work but he mentioned something about sending my wife or was it my sister or something, I couldn't really understand what he was saying because I was dozing off when he was talking. I felt excruciating pain like I've never felt before. My head was hurting like it was about to explode and my chest aches so much.
      "My princess, Kina ina ne? (Where are you?)" I asked myself slowly losing consciousness. But when I finally opened my eyes she was right there in front of me. I smile thinking it was just another dream, wishing she was actually here with me. Then I felt her touch me and say "Yaya Aslam. Your body is very hot, are you ok?" I tried to say "Are you really here my Islam?" But instead I just coughed. With soo much effort I was able to open my eyes a little and I could see her, she was about to turn around and leave when I stopped her by holding her hand. "Princess!" I say to her still thinking it was a dream. "Please don't leave me!"
    Instead she did something that surprised me, she sat and came closer to me and then gently leaned towards closer and gave me a peck on my cheek which seemed to calm my shaky body. "I'm not going anywhere I'll be right back."  She says as she brushed where her lips had touched with her fingers then got up and left.
       We're currently having some food that they brought with them downstairs at the dining where we sat a small distance from the living room where my sister, cousin and Islams friend sat. I could see them point at us and hear them whisper something and then laugh which every time they did my wife would turn around and glare at them which only exacerbated their laughs and she'd just roll her cute eyes at them.
      "Wallahi yaran nan sun raina ni (I swear these kids are very disrespectful towards me.)" My wife says clearly annoyed at their antics which causes me to smile broadly.
        "Sannu su Islam manya." I tell her causing her glare to turn to me this time. "Are they not all around your age?" I asked her with my soar voice. "Yeah but I'm married and their not!" She casually states as she feeds me a spoon.
         "Inye su married girls manya." I say amused at her excuse to demand respect as an elder from her peers. "Whatever!" She says now taking a bite herself. "They're only gossiping and talking because you made me feed you anyways." She continues.
         "Well I'm sick." I tell her trying to look adorable and she rolls her eyes. "Yeah but your hands work perfectly well." She says feeding me another spoon. "No they don't, they are very weak." I tell her smiling and she just shakes her head.
     We were done eating and Islam gets up and motioned to the girls after checking her phone. "It's getting late, let's get going." I get up confused and I hold her hands. "Babe please don't go yet. I'm still sick, who's gonna take care of me?" I say looking sad and she smiled at me in return.
     "You seem to be getting better, since you can stand on your own now, which means you can take care of yourself." She tells me and then turns to the girls pushing my hands away from hers. "But....." I try to say but she cuts me off and starts walking towards the stairs. "I'll just go to the washroom real quick, b r b." She tells the girls and they nod.
        As soon as she went upstairs an idea stroke me, I quickly rushed to the girls and urged them to get up which they obliged to easily since I am very intimidating. "Ku tashi (get up), and follow me." I tell them, they seemed confused but nonetheless obliged. I led them outside to where the car they arrived in waited for them and I urged them to get in, after they did I told the driver to take them home and to drive safely. He nodded and said "Okay sir." But then my sister asked "Yaya Aslam?"
      "What is it?" I replied. "What of Islam?." She asked and I stood there folded my arms on my chest and I glared at her intimidatingly and gulped and looked down at her hands terrified.
       "What about her?" I asked still staring deadly at her and she shakes her head frightened to upset me. "Nothing?" She says. "That's what I thought. Alright, Mr. Joseph you can take them home now." And with that he drive off and I walked back inside smiling.
      As soon as I stepped in saw Islam coming down the staircase and she looked confused. "Where are they, I heard a car leaving, tafiya sukayi? (Did they leave?)" she says and I tell her "Yeah!" "But why wou....." She began to ask when I pretend to feel dizzy and lose my balance causing me to "Trip" over and landed straight on her shoulder and I then faked a cough causing her to put her arm around me to hold me tight.
      "Are you alright?" She asked clearly worried and I give her a weak look and nod. She holds me tighter and helps me walk upstairs and helped me to sit on my bed. "I head hurts." I tell her which is half true I felt a little something but I made her think it was much worse than it was. And so she places her hand on my forehead.
      "But your fever has cooled down. What could be the problem?"
       "I really don't know." I pretended.
       "Okay just lay down for a while." She says placing my head on the pillow. After that she tries to leave but I hold her hand and pull her towards me and she falls right on top of me. As soon as she fell I wrapped my hands around her bringing her head close to my chest.
        "Just stay like this for a while please. It'll make me feel better." I tell her so she sighs and eventually also wraps her arms around me and I close my eyes allowing myself to doze off and fall asleep.
      I woke up the next morning to find my bed empty. Where could she have gone? I pick up my phone that stood on the bed side drawer and checked the time. It past ten in the morning, i got up immediately realizing I missed fajr. I performed my wudu and prayed then layer back down on my bed and I dialed her number.
      "Sweetheart where are you, why weren't you there when I woke up." I say to the phone in a very childish tone and to my surprise it was my mother that spoke through the phone.
     "Toh, yaran zamani (Children of this generation). It was me that took her away from you, yes. I came over as soon as I saw the girls return without her, you were deep in slumber so I let rest, I know you've not been well." She tells me which puts a frown on my face.
     "I was very sick and yet you took my wife." I mumble to myself to which she asked "What did you say?" And I replied with a low "Nothing." and I just know that if I were there I would have witnessed her rolling her eyes at me for that.
     Anyway, since they decided to gang up  against me and take my wife away, I decided to take matters into my own hands and go over there and try to convince her to come home with me tonight. I don't think it is possible for me to handle another night alone without being next to me. So I took a nice hot shower, wore my gray shada with my baban riga and traditional hula (cap), I made sure I looked very handsome and appealing before walking to my car and driving to the Ishaq Mansion down the street. I got out of the car and dial Ameera's number as the first step of my plan.
       She finally picks up after a few rings and I told her exactly what I needed her to do. And then it was time to initiate stage two; I walked in the house trying hard to be discreet and hoped no one would catch me and I carefully snuck inside and now I stand outside her room door. This is when Ameera Opens the door signaling for me to enter initiating the third stage of my plan. "She's in the bathroom." She mutters as she comes out and steps out of the way let me easy access into the room.
       I smile brightly and slowly get in and locked the door behind me and then I take the key, place it in my pocket, take off my baban riga, carefully fold in and keep on the bed while I laid next to it with my hands behind my head. And then suddenly I hear the sound of the bathroom door open which causes me to turn my head towards the direction as I saw her walking out with nothing but a bathrobe on and a towel in her hands which she's using to dry her wet hair which she clearly had just washed. She looked breath taking and it made me swallow hard mesmerized by her gorgeousness, alarming charm and breathtaking beauty. She walks out saying something thinking that she was talking to Ameera and I sit up then our eyes finally met and she looked shocked and taken aback by my presence.
    She gulps and looks down at her self realizing what she had on and then back at me with wide eyes which caused butterflies in my stomach but nonetheless I smirked which made her nervous as she stares at the ground and fiddles with the end of her robe and bites her lower lips.
    I jerk up immediately almost like an involuntary action and walk towards her shaking figure who tries to look at everything but me and as soon as I was close enough, I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her towards me colliding our bodies leaving no room for air and I moved my face closer and closer to hers till we were inches apart and she gasps which causes me to smile even more in amusement.
      "Are you nervous darling?" I asked her and she shakes her head obviously lying while she avoided eye contact with me.
   "Hmmm I find that hard to believe." I tell her placing my finger on the side of her face tracing it causing her to close her eyes shut. I move my lips closer to her eyes and I whisper in them seductively "This is going to be fun." With the slickest smirk ever.

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