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Fatima's POV
"Wake up! Come on, you promised you would without me!" I start shaking and tapping Zain to get him up. It was about 10:15 and Zain promised me before laying down after Fajr Prayer that he would be up by 9:30.
"What am I gonna do with you? Would you please get up." I relax my hands from shaking, and slowly place them through his hair like I did trying to get him up at 10:00.I lean towards his ear, "Zain, please, baby, sweetheart, darling, please get up, we have to get going to my parents house." I look over at his face and I see a smile appear.
He's been up all this time. I get up and cross my arms. "Zain! Seriously? All this time I've been wasting my energy for nothing! Get up, great I was sweet for nothing." I try my best to hide my smile and roll my eyes. He turns around to me and sits up on the bed in front of me than stands.
"Haha totally got you." He starts laughing. "Can't believe my so called wife doesn't even know when her husband is awake." He scoffs.
I slap his arm, "heyyy."
"I even got you to call me all those sweet names, dang should of held the smile back and would've gotten a kiss." He smiles widely.
"Haha, it's not that easy." I say sarcastically. "You should at least know that I didn't mean any of those 'sweet names'. " I mutter.
He looks at me with a straight face than breaks down laughing. "Oh sure you didn't sweetheart." He says mockingly.
I roll my eyes at him again and walk away to grab some clothes to change into.
"Don't even act like your mad at me, unlike you I know my loving wife and can tell when she's playing around." He teases.
I keep walking minding my own business than start grabbing the clothes to head to the bathroom.
"Ok I got you," I could almost make out his face in my mind smirking. "Ah just come here." I turn around with my arms crossed while he holds out his arms. "Come on baby." I couldn't help but smile.
This idiot
"Fine than I'll come to you," he chuckles. He walks towards me and grabs me into a hug, I just keep my arms crossed still messing with him.
"What I don't get a hug back??" He grabs my crossed arms and un-crosses them and puts my arms around him. "That's better." He says in relief.
"What am I gonna do with you, still acting like a kid." I say smiling up at him.
"Haha don't act like you don't love it."
"Okok" I laugh. "Now come on, shower, get dressed! Oh and don't forget to pack some extra clothes." And I hurry off into the bathroom.
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I breath in some fresh air, it feels like it's been forever since I've came here, almost feel like a stranger.
"Soo are you coming?" I hear Zain say.
I look at him holding out his hands indicating me to grab ahold of them.
"Oh I'm sorry, just lost in thought. Feels like it's been forever." I grab ahold of his hands.
"Don't worry about that, we're here now right?" He smiles. "Now come on."
He leads me to the door than knocks. After a couple of seconds the door opens.
"Fatimaaa!! Asalamolikum," my brother Wudu shrieks like a girl.
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It's Muslim Love
SpirituellesIt was an average Muslim girl, who suddenly fell for a man who she soon found out was supposed to be her husband. She ended up falling in love with him, but the problems soon arose leaving their happy ever after questioned.
