Chapter 28.
S's P.
I woke up with a tempting scent hitting my nostrils, I try moving but I can't.
I open my eyes and find a hard chest and my face on his neck. I look up and find Youseff peacefully sleeping with his hand on my waist and other my head on it.
My lips tug up as my hand slid to his jaw caressing him while staring at him intently.
'Beautiful.
"I love you Youseff", I whisper before him stirring and groan.
I realise what i am doing like a flash i jolt away from him sitting at the end of my bed.
"Fuck", I hear him groaning.
"Sumaiyah!", He groans as i gulp.
"I_i told you to keep your hands to yourself", I put blame on him as he sighs.
"You are impossible", He groans.
Hurriedly i rush to the bathroom after showering i walk out dressed and meet with an ogling eyes Youseff.
"What?", I narrow my eyes.
"Beautiful", He genuinely smiles as i smile.
Walking towards the dressing table doing my hair again i sigh.
"Youseff now what are you doing?," I narrow my eyes at him.
"To bath", Innocently he answered.
"And your room?", I cross my hands over my chest.
"This is my room", He toothly smiles.
"Youseff", I raise my brows.
"My clothes are in here Sumaiyah", He pputs.
"Fine", I prepare myself to pray as he went to shower.
After praying, recite Qur'an, recite Adhkar and fold my prayer mat yet Youseff's still in the bathroom.
I walk towards the bed and make our bed as my eyes glances up and find half naked Youseff standing infront.
His hair dripping water and touselled on his face making his eyes more small, wet lips and neck, chest to down he's got water drops, his uhhum is only covered leaving his long legs.
My body heatup as hurriedly i turn the otherside.
"Sumaiyah", Huskily he calls me.
"Sumaiyah", He again says my name as i look at his green orbs sending tremors in me.
"Can you please pick for me clothes to wear?", He faintly smiles as i gulp.
"You_",
"Please", He pleads and i nod walking towards the closet of his side.
'I've never been to this side of the closet.
His clothes perfectly hanged and perfectly aligned.
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Broken Souls (Editing).
RomanceHeyy. ✌🏼Islamic story. Two broken souls are meant to be together but only Allah knows, will they heal mend their heart or completely destroy themselves ______. "If yes? Then who can Mold My heart". An Orphan, Widow and a single Mother who is lef...
