Married To The Gateman

16: Broken Rule

She scoffed and thought for a moment, what was wrong with Mujaheed? He had never been this way before, she had never thought he could be like this. She was furious, but the way he was looking at her with an amused look and what she wouldn't like to admit was a smile on his face. What was he thinking?

She flipped back her hair and had it on her back while she frowned at him, "It was hard having it in a bun, Mujaheed. I've lost all my ribbons and now I don't know how to get it all packed." She rolled her eyes at him while she packed the whole hair in her hands and wondered what on earth she was going to do now. She had to do some tricks to have pack it together with the veil and now she couldn't remember the way she did it.

"I have some rubber-bands here, will they do?" He asked as he stood up and she rolled her eyes before she nodded her head at him and in a moment, he disappeared into the room. He came out holding the rubber-bands with him and she stretched out her hand to collect them. "What do you think? That I'll give it to you? I can't remember you mentioning that I can't touch your hair." He turned her back in a way she wasn't facing him and he removed her hands away from the hair and packed it into his palms.

"What do you think you're doing, Mujaheed? I thought I made it clear that we can't have any sort of physical contact?" She asked in an annoyed voice while trying to turn back to face him but he forced her shoulders to stay where he wanted them to.

"You haven't mentioned anything about your hair, Fareeda, and that's the only thing I'm touching. Stay still unless you want me to break more rules you wouldn't want me to." He smiled mischievously when he heard as she sighed out of exasperation and her shoulders slumped in defeat.

He packed the hair into a bun before he turned her to face him and when she did, she was both angry and whiny, and a pout had already claimed a space for itself on her lips. "I'll add one more rule, you can't touch my..." Her words became guttural when he brought her forehead to his lips and for the second time today, planted a kiss softly on her forehead and when he broke apart, he had this grin on his lips that she wished she could smack it off.

"Mujaheed! How many times do you want me to repeat what I just said a few minutes ago?!" She whined exasperatedly and he smiled before he went back to the sofa and sat down, looking at the way she was softly fuming as she stared at him.

"Allah ya shirya man ke, Fareeda." He said calmly with a soothing smile on his lips.

"What do you mean? I'd love it if Allah set my ways right but not for you. I just want to be good too, not for you!" She said in an annoyed way and sat back on the sofa, the pout still on her face. She picked the remote from the centre table and turned the tv on. He just stood there staring at her while she watched the movie with an expression that he knew if the people she was watching weren't just a show, they would have to run for their lives because she looked like a serial killer aiming his next victim.

There was a soft knock on the door and that was when Fareeda remembered she hadn't covered her hair and she did that. He went to the door and opened it, seeing it was Nana, he smiled widely and ushered her in. "I think someone has been missing you here, Nana."

Nana slumped on the sofa Fareeda was seated and grinned at him, "I had to sneak out today, Ummah said I'm not allowed to be visiting Ya Fareeda, I should let her stay in her husband's house. And for food, after this lunch, she told the chefs not to let me take any food apart from the one I'm going to eat, alone in the dining table with everyone."

Furiously, Fareeda turned to look at her then back to Mujaheed with a murderous look. "I need to go back into that house and teach that stupid woman a lesson, Mujaheed. Who the hell did she think she is?" She wanted something to either smack to death or strangle to death, whichever way would do, only that strangle would be the best way to relive her anger.