The Awakening

Epilogue.

Nikhat's POV

MY ALARM BLARES AND THE NEXT
MOMENT MY HAND IS HUNTING DOWN MY PHONE TO SHUT IT OFF. I FINALLY SUCCEED IN SILENCING IT. THE NEXT THING I FEEL, A HEAVY HAND OVER MY WAIST. I SMILE, MAAN IS COCOONING ME LIKE A BABY. I SLOWLY TURN AROUND TO HAVE A LOOK AT THE SPECIMEN
NEXT TO ME, HIS MESSY HAIR ADDING
TO HIS SEXINESS.

FINALLY, I AM BACK AT MY HAPPY PLACE.
I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO COMPREHEND THIS STRANGE FEELING THAT ARISES WHEN I AM IN HIS ARMS. IT’S NOT JUST A SENSE OF BEING SAFE, IT FEELS LIKE I AM WHOLE NOW. I DON’T KNOW IF EVERYBODY FEELS THAT BUT I SURE AS HELL FEEL LIKE A BLANKET OF SERENITY HAS BEEN SPREAD OVER ME, ASSURING EVERY STORM BREWING WITHIN ME OF A SAFE ANCHOR AT THE END OF THE DAY.

THIS MAN RIGHT HERE CHANGED SO
MANY THINGS WITHIN ME, IT’S ALMOST DIFFICULT TO RECOGNISE MY OWN SELF. LIKE WHEN THE HELL DID I BEGIN PONDERING OVER HOW I FEEL IN SOMEONE’S PRESENCE WHEN ALL I
KNEW BEFORE WAS THAT IT’S MY
OPINION THAT SHOULD MAKE A
DIFFERENCE. WHEN DID I BEGIN
CONSIDERING THE FACT THAT PAPA
WOULD BE AFFECTED IF I SHIFT AWAY
WHEN EVERYTHING THAT I DID WAS TO GET INTO THAT UNIVERSITY. HOW DID I  START BELIEVING IN LOVE WHEN MARRIAGE WAS ALL BUT AN
OPPRESSION FOR ME?

I HAVE BEEN RUNNING MY FINGER OVER HIS NOSE, THEN CHEEKS, HIS JAW WHILE THINKING WHEN HE FLIPS ME, HIS CAOL BLACK ORBS FINDING MINE IN A BID TO ANALYSE WHAT I AM THINKING.

“ WHAT’S BOTHERING MY ZOJA?” HE
ASKS DIPPING HIS FACE INTO MY NECK
LEAVING A TRAIL OF WET KISSES IN HIS WAKE. MY HEART SKIPS A BEAT WHEN HE CALLS ME ZOJA. “ JUST THINKING HOW DID I LAND MYSELF A DREAM GUY. I NEVER THOUGHT MARRIAGE COULD BE
AS BEAUTIFUL AS IT IS WITH YOU”

"THAT’S NOT WHAT YOU SAID WHEN WE FIRST MET M’LADY. REMEMBER YOU CALLED ME A MEASLY PERSON?” HE CHUCKLES. I GRAB HIS FACE IN MY
HANDS, BENDING IT SO HIS EYES CLASH AGAINST MINE,
“MAAN, I HOPE YOU
KNOW I AM ASHAMED OF MY PREVIOUS BEHAVIOUR. MY PERSPECTIVE OF LIFE
CHANGED WHEN YOU ENTERED MY LIFE,
AS CLICHE AS IT SOUNDS” I WHISPER
TRYING TO CONVEY MY SINCERITY
THROUGH MY EYES. HE STARES INTO MY
EYES, SLOWLY RUNNING HIS HANDS
ALONG MY CURVES,
“ WHEN I ACCEPTED
YOU AS MY WOMAN ON THE NIKAAH DAY, I ACCEPTED YOU AS A WHOLE, WITH FAULTS AND EVERYTHING. AUR TUM JAISI BHI HO, MERI HO ( HOWEVER YOU
ARE, YOU ARE MINE)",  HIS HUSKY VOICE SENDING CHILLS ACROSS MY BODY I LAUGH,
“A SMOOTH TALKER, AREN’T
YOU?” HE SMILES PUTTING HIS HEAD ON MY CHEST. HE SEEMS TO HAVE
DEVELOPED A HABIT OF IT. HE SIGHS,
“I AM ALSO STUPID FOR GIVING UP ON SO MUCH PEACE FOR MONTHS NOW.”

WITH THAT I REMEMBER I HAVE TO TALK WITH PAPA ABOUT EVERYTHING,
“MAAN WE HAVE TO TALK TO PAPA THAT IT’S ALL SETTLED NOW. WHO KNOWS IF HE IS STILL PLANNING MY NONEXISTENT
WEDDING”
, I JOKE.
“ OF COURSE NOT. I ALREADY HAD A
TALK WITH HIM AND HE THREATENED TO ACTUALLY GET YOU MARRIED TO THAT JERK IF I ACT ANYMORE STUPID. AS IF I AM LETTING THAT HAPPEN IN THIS LIFETIME. I SWEAR HE IS A SCARY MAN WHEN HE WANTS TO.”
“OH, I DIDN’T KNOW THAT.” I THINK OUT
LOUD. HE SNUGGLES MORE INTO ME,
“I DON’T WANT TO GET OUT OF BED AT
ALL. LET’S SLEEP IN THE ENTIRE DAY
TODAY ALSO JAAN” , HE PLEADS AND I
SHAKE MY HEAD, “COME ON MAAN, WE DID JUST THAT YESTERDAY. LET’S GO
OUT TODAY. OR MAYBE WE COULD HAVE
A MOVIE MARATHON. OR LET-...” HE
PLACES HIS LIPS ON MINE BEFORE I LIST
OUT ANY MORE OPTIONS. I KISS BACK
JUST AS PASSIONATELY. MY FINGERS
RUN OVER THE HARD CONTOURS OF HIS FRONT. HE LOWERS THE COMFORTER TAKING MY NIPPLE INTO HIS MOUTH.

MY HANDS ARE EXPLORING HIS BACK
WHEN HE BITES MY NECK,
“MAAN” I MOAN HIS NAME WHICH HAS HIS MEMBER HARDENING MORE DOWN THERE BEGGING FOR ATTENTION. I GIGGLE AND HIS HANDS TIGHTEN OVER MY BREAST THREATENING TO SPILL OUT
ANOTHER MOAN,
“ NOT FUNNY BABE!”

I GRAB HIM AND HE HISSES, I BEGIN
PUMPING HIM FAST. HIS HEAD FALLS ON MY SHOULDER AND HIS BREATHING
HITCHES, I CONTINUE MY WORK FOR A
FEW MINUTES WHEN HE FINALLY
RELEASES. HE DOESN'T WASTE A
SECOND, PLUNGING INTO ME SO FAST I ALMOST SEE STARS. GOSH, THIS MAN IS SURE GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME.
WE CLEAN UP AFTER OUR MORNING
ESCAPADE AND HE WALKS DOWN TO
THE KITCHEN WITH ME ON HIS BACK, I LOVE RIDING ON HIM. HE SAID HE IS
COOKING FOR ME TODAY SO I SLIDE ON THE CHAIR NEXT TO COUNTER
PREPARING FOR THE SHOW I AM ABOUT TO GET FOR THE NEXT FEW MINUTES,
TRUST ME IT’S THE ONLY THING I WISH TO WATCH ALL MY LIFE.

LIFE-
SOMETHING IN TOOK FOR GRANTED
UNTIL NOW. IT’S A PECULIAR LITTLE
THING, THROWING DIFFICULTIES YOUR WAY LIKE THEY ARE VOLLEYBALL AND THEN GIVING YOU SO MUCH HAPPINESS YOU CAN’T EVEN CONTAIN. BUT NOW DO I REALISE THAT LIFE ALSO GIVES YOU
AN ANCHOR IN SPITE OF PUSHING YOUR SHIP INTO ROUGH WATERS WHERE YOU CAN ALWAYS RETURN IF YOU KNOW HOW TO NAVIGATE.

NOAMAN AHMED IS
MY SAFE ANCHOR AND I AM GLAD I
FOUND MY WAY BACK TO HIM.
I WILL ALWAYS CHERISH LIFE FOR WHAT
IT GAVE ME AND MAKING ME THE
PERSON THAT I AM TODAY. WITH MY MAN BY MY SIDE, I AM SURE I CAN HANDLE A STORM, ROUGH WATERS ARE NOTHING.

THE END.