His Skivvy

Chapter 33 ( Unveiling )

Assalamu Alaikum Warahamatullah.

Baby❤️
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2 days ago....

Writer's POV

It's now a couple of days after Muhammad and Laylah are back home. Laylah hates the smell of hospitals and the memories it brings back to
her. So being there is almost a panic for her. But for Muhammad, it seems like he's enjoying it even more seeing how tirelessly she take care of him. And the fact that she even feeds him adds more to his excitement level.

Well, we can say that but let's not forget how he hates being seen vulnerable. But it doesn't look like he have much choice. Not after Laylah seizing his phone in the name of is best for his bedrest and mental health balance. He would've called Dr. Jalil right away to transfer him to his hospital. He just hoped Laylah didn't find out his issues. But if she didn't, then what about the meds? Wouldn't she find out? He must look for answers for that too.

And yes, he did found out the truth before leaving the hospital. The doctor advised him to be intimate with his wife if he wants a better health improvement and she also advised him
to better mend all broken pieces of their relationship before it's too late because his wife is a gem he should hold on to.

To say he's surprised will be an understatement! How on earth did Laylah become his wife out of the blue? But nevertheless, he's quite astonished for hearing her back up her ass with such a big fat lie. So the hijabi girl can lie too? Who would've thought? Lols.

Well. He figured out a way to get under her nerves too. As if to say two can play the game. If she'll hide her identity in other to know his health issues then he can also annoy her by acting as her husband.

So the last day at the hospital gave him the opportunity to oppress her with touchy activities whenever the doctors and nurses are around. The last conversation before leaving the hospital went like...

"Baby kiss my cheeks. I miss your tender touch and soft lips on them. Comm on babe" She gave him a deadly glare as if saying 'I'll kill you'

But we all know Muhammad is not Muhammad if he didn't insist. After annoying her for like the hundredth time, and she still wouldn't budge, the doctor finally interferes by saying

"Mrs, your husband needs your love and care. Must he beg for a kiss? Come 'on just give him that kiss. And mind you I'm not going anywhere." She winked at Laylah.

Laylah glared at Muhammad and huff a deep breath. Her subconscious wanted to say

"you said my husband. Not your husband!" But she know better not to. Is either she do it or she expose her identity? What's a kiss to these people? Nothing right? But to her? Absolutely the world even if it's just a peck on the cheeks and that's just what she's gonna do and nothing more.

After summoning all her courage, she moved closer to him and put her tiny arms around his broad ones and she swiftly pecked him on the left cheek and then the right. After doing that, Muhammad caught her gaze and you cannot tell how long that gaze stood until the doctor broke loose of it. How ironic?

Muhammad was amazed by her actions and he will not lie if he say this is the first time he ever felt a tingle for a woman in his entire years of existence. What's happening to him?

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Back to present...

Muhammad's POV

Today, I'm taking Laylah to someone very important in her life which she didn't see long ago. She don't know where I'm taking her and I don't intend on telling her either. I'll let her find out herself. They probably do make video calls as I was told back then. So it's been quite long. I just hope she'll not freak out. Because basically the last time I checked, she lost her memory. But all I want for her is the best and nothing more. All I'm after is making her feel safe no matter the price, I'm willing to pay for it. I wanna see a bubbly and happy child behind those eyes.

"Are you ready?" I asked eyeing her outfit which looked very nice and simple as always. I've never seen a woman that doesn't like wearing coloured dressing like Laylah. All her life is colourless. But she never look dull even. Her beauty is naturally alluring. Which so much fascinates me.

"Yes let's go." She replied softly.

After driving for like an hour and a half, we finally come to a halt. Laylah kept calm throughout the drive. Is she not afraid I'll do something bad with her or anything? Her level of trust for me is simply too much. I don't think you should be able to trust a man you don't know this quick. But this is Laylah we're talking about. Everything she ever do is simply acceptable for me. But that's with just me. I cannot tolerate her trusting or living freely with any other person apart from me this way. Because last time I checked, she trusted the wrong person and it didn't turn out very well. Well, is not really her fault but mine. I shouldn't have hooked her up with him. That was the first time a person ever betrayed me.

Someone I so much trust. I never know it felt this way to be betrayed and deceived. Fooled even. But I still didn't verify his source. Who sent him and what's his mission with Laylah.
Laylah needs to be shielded. And that's exactly what I'm doing. I trust nobody with her. It seems to be she's the only thing they are after. And I'm gonna make them pay and of course not to forget the surprises part. I always don't leave a trail and when I do, that's def the exciting part of my game. Well, this is a story for another day. Let's go in and greet Laylah's surprise.

"Daada? Da-a-daa is that you?"

She quickly hugged her in a bone crushing hug and cried deeply. I crossed my arm waiting for the main drama to unfold. Women and tears, Two best friends I guess.

"Khalas habibty I'm here now. We've a lot to catch up. Save the tears my darling little angel."

Guess, guess, guess...
Guess who's Laylah met today?
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