Wife role

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Zayn pov

It was a very cold morning, i came back home very late last night  because i just we talked out to clear my head sitting by the river side, and there khamila thought i was with asma , oh like hell i want to be with her but she is in new York not flying out till after a week to Washington Dc:

I sigh and leave the bed, went to the bathroom took my shower and came out , okay Wait this is not how i left my room. It was all messed up before shower and now its all cleaned and my outfit oh my God my outfit , its well pressed and perfectly lined on my bed, shoes cleaned, and no she didn't, how dare she touch my things talk more enter my room , she will get it from me . I replaced the outfit and picked that up, the shoe and everything. Behold there she is,wait she look more different than i saw her last night , she is wearing a grey silk dress, her turban perfect makeup and a cute smile on her face, I felt an energy pulling me towards her my legs couldn't let me control them anymore and step after step I went closer to her, oh Allah she is very pretty
" Like what you see?" She snapped me out of my thoughts
" like i care, who gave you the permission to go to my room, touch my things talk more of cleaning my room with your filthy hands." I gently shouted more like whispering
" uhmmm last i check, i am khamila zayn Mazawaje, so I have every right ."
" oh no you don't, and take this." I threw the shoe and outfit on her face didn't care it will mess her makeup
" I knew you would do this when you come out, thats why i ironed the one you are wearing and habibi you look good, i sure got a taste ." She said winking
Ya Allah she is soo beautiful
" habi...what ?look babygirl, my room is a no go area for you. Do you understand?" I said looking straight into her eyes.
Every attempt i take on hurting her i see a new side of her beauty, her eyes were sparkling ya Allah i cant hold it anymore
" okay honey, first come eat, i made your favorite, kidney pepper soup and also made macrooni with liver sauce ." She said happily

She pulled me and  like a fool i followed, whats wrong with me, she sitted me on the dining area and served me then went away to the living room and sat there.
Just then a heat of anger slapped my face the audacity to control me seriously.

" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" She shouted as i empty the bowl of soup on her face
" what have you done zayn, Amiii, jamila,fahaddddd" she shouted again
Her eyes were clearly burned and I enjoyed seeing her in pain i smirked and walked out to the parking lot, i sighted fahad and jamila running to my apartment as i drove my Gmc out of the house.

Khamila pov

Zayn is one heartless man he poured a hot, peppered soup very hot soup on my face and all the hot sauce in my eyes I almost thought i will go blind, until fahad and jamila came to my rescue and took me to the hospital for treatment
My eyes were all red and puffy, I cried my soul out not because of the pain but because of what zayn did to me today, he is soo heartless ya rabbi.

" how are you feeling?" Came jamila voice
" i am fine." I said giving her a faint smile
" I don't know when zayn became this heartless, ya Allah once Alhj finds out he is done for Wallahi, the power he has , the position he has in this company will be gone , and I promise i am tell alhj right away this is wickedness."said fahad
" No fahad, its all my fault, I shouldn't have provoked him." I said crying
" provoked? Provoked him you say? You are his wife meela am."jamila said to me
" I am calling abba this instant Wallahi just a day and he burned out your eyes" fahad snapped
" No fahad, please don't, i am fine that's all we care right, I know he will surely come around." I said begging them
" khamila i am very sorry,i am sooo sorry this is all my fault, ya Allah had it been i sticked to the plan non of this would have happened!!" Jamila cried
" jamila please, and you would have been in my place with burning eyes, no I dragged you and fahad into this, its all because of my selfish plan and very stupid  thinking, i am soo sorry, I don't want you guys to ruin your honeymoon because of me, please" i held her hands
" No khamila, we are your only family here so please stop saying this" fahad said
"I think its better you stay away from him for the time being" jamila said looking at me
" No jamila, he wants to play, we start the game now, his weak point is Alhj and hajiya's anger I know how to play my cards now"
" are you sure you can do this" fahad asked
" more than ever fahad, if he thinks a bowl of soup will stop me then hell no , i will earn every bit and all part if his life, he will cone begging I promise you."
" okay fine be careful" fahad said
"I need just one more help from you fahad"
" okay what is that"
" do you have any connections with any clothing brand, or any company here in paris?"
" yeah i have a lot of friends here why?"
" i need a new job , i cant continue the stewardess job anymore because i don't want asma any where close to me and I think its best if you guys move to the next house across the street"
"But why habibty?" Jamila asked worried
" I think its best please do it for me?" I pouted
" you look like a tomato you know" fahad joked and we laughed

" yeah a cute tomato you know, so what do you say?" I turned to jamila
" okay fine we will move out but only if you promise you will call and check on us every day and you will update us on everything i mean everything."
" ay ay captain" i said and we laughed

We stayed a while in the hospital till i was discharged,
Fahad and jamila moved to their new home its a bad thing for me but I don't want to ruin their stay in paris

I was back home 3 hours ago i made coffee and made dinner again waiting for the consequences .

"Mr zayn Ameer here i come just wait and watch how i will make you love me then leave ,you incompetent bastar*"
I said to my self sighting his car coming in to the compound.







Hey darlings
Here comes the end of this chapter too!!
How dare zayn!! I mean khamila has a very strong heart and will

I am starting to love this new drama

Wifey role 🤔 huh!!

Can someone please get me a husband (😂😂💔)
Still waiting

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