Four days later
~Inaya's pov~
10:30 am
After placing a big stone on my heart I carefully chop my long nails off sniffing at my loss when I see them dead. My babies. I grew them with so much care but this jerk of a husband scolded my twice for having long nails and said how devils and germs will be making family under the shade.
That threw me up and I diverted my attention to forget his unhygienic words but today he forced the nail clipper in my hands and warned me if I am not killing them he will. He is so rude at times.
I let out a whine when I look at my pinky finger which looks so beautiful with this long shaped clean nail.
"Goodness" I hear Zaarib scoffing and that was enough for my head to snap at him to give him a deathly glare but my hand quickly flies up to my neck when I hear the crack of bone snapping in my head "Ya Allah" cursing under my breathe I eye my handsome looking husband who is effortlessly taking my breathe away with his handsome looks.
The informal attire just makes him another Man whom I am not aware off.
The dominating one.
"What's with this eyeing hmm? I know I look handsome but that doesn't mean you can eye me like a creep, that's wrong sweetheart" he scolds me in a playful way while grabbing his blazer which was set neatly on the bed and I roll my eyes at his sentence.
"What's wrong with eying my own husband huh?" I boldly speak but hear him let out a deep chuckle. He does not comment back clearly knowing he cannot win against Inaya the great.
"Where are you going?" I question him even though I know where he is going "Where do I always go at this time?" He answers my question with a question which I absolutely hate "Don't answer my question with a question?"
"Don't ask such unreasonable questions then" he speaks back like an arrogant brat "Okay Inaya... I am leaving take care and I will be late today so don't get worried wifey" he speaks with a wink and my eyes automatically rolls back "late? May I know why?" I question him with my eyes squinted together in suspicion "because I have to attend an Art Exhibition"
Just when the word exhibition reached my ears, my eyes lit up in excitement. I rush towards him while throwing the nail clipper carelessly on the bed.
"Exhibition? Take me please I am hell bored!!" I hold his giving him my best puppy eyes already "No" that rude guy denies quickly "Why?!" I sulk while pouting "I am bored please take me with you" I rest my head on his arm hugging him side ways to which he rolls his eyes.
"Please please" I look up with my sad pouty face and he completely ignores my baby face like an actual jerk.
"You will be more bored if you go there" he lies on my face to get rid of my but I do not leave him.
Exhibition and boring? Seriously? He could have given me some other lie. "Oh please, How can an exhibition be boring huh? Stalls, games, food will be all over the place and you're telling me it will be boring...I am not letting you enjoy yourself alone your taking me their" I scoff but do not leave his arm.
"Inaya Sweetheart. I remember mentioning the word Art and Art Exhibitions are not like those exhibitions with stalls and foods and games it's only art, art, and art" he speaks with a smile on his face and I quickly push his arm away feeling annoyed and frustrated for begging him over nothing.
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A Pretty Lie ✔️
Romance'Every boy is a player, Until... He meets his true one' ... "Come on Inaya! You just have to pretend" he whines trying his best to convince the girl. "Pretending also comes under the category of lying" he rolls his eyes till the back of his head if...
