Married To The Gateman

20: Retaliation

Mujaheed opened his eyes after the adhzan had been proclaimed and to his surprise, he found Fareeda laid beside him as she rested her head on his chest with her hands wrapped around his waist. He smiled and stared at how calm her face looked like, thanks to the light illuminating through the curtains. She looked fresh as though she had just gotten out of shower. He decided that today, he would let her see it for her eyes.

"Fareeda," he called out and she softly groaned and slept back. He slowly tapped his shoulder, "Fareeda, you need to wake up and pray, okay?" He called out, and she groaned again.

"Wake me up when you're back from the mosque, please?" She mumbled sleepily and Mujaheed couldn't help but smile lazily. She lazily adjusted her head on his chest and that made his heart fluttered.

"Fareeda, you're on my chest." He pointed out, and he heard the scoff she made, it was clear that she hadn't believed him.

"This is my pillow, can you just leave already?" She mumbled and hugged him tighter, Mujaheed smiled. He didn't know he would love to wake up like this everyday, with her clinging onto him while she made a pillow out of his chest.

"It's not your pillow, Fareeda, it's my chest. And if not you're on me, how could you hold something so tight? Do you have a teddy bear with you?" She slightly opened her eyes and to her surprise, she was indeed on his chest.

She immediately sat upright while he chuckled and sat beside her. "Good morning, Fareeda." He said softly and she looked at him with a pout on her lips.

"Why can I can come to your side? Did you shift the barrier? I told you I'm not a calm sleeper, Mujaheed." She said with a whiny tone.

"You haven't greeted me yet, won't you?" He asked and she softly rolled her eyes at him and smiled. No, that wasn't a smile. It was a heart stirrer, Mujaheed thought.

"Did you just smile? It looks cool on you." He pulled her to his side and she weakly shrilled.

"Mujaheed! Let go of me, I just come to think of it, I've never seen you immediately when you woke up but today, and I don't know how that made me smile." She informed as she struggled to get out of his hold but instead, he held her firmly and lifted her face up to meet his eyes.

"What? Did you like how I look when I wake up? Should I make sure you're the first person to see me after I wake up?" He asked with an amused smile and she shook her head with her lips curved into a pout.

"That's not how I mean, and you know it. Do you want to be late for Salah? You should leave already, Mujaheed." She felt how ticklish his hands felt on her body and she immediately smiled at him while she moved slightly.

"I know, and I'll be off now. But before that, I want us to perform a sunnah of the prophet." He mentioned. Seeing them almost cuddled to each other in the early hours of the day with relaxed smiles on their faces, Mujaheed almost mistook them to be in love. He knew she was just playing along with him because she had just woken up and didn't have enough energy in her.

She reluctantly nodded her head at him, wondering which among the sunnah of the prophets he meant. "Which among them? Being married is enough sunnah, right?"

He shook his head at her and brought her more closer to his body, Fareeda felt her heart beating erratically beneath her ribcage, she didn't like where this was going. "After that, he used to kiss his wives before he left for the mosque and..." The way her eyes dilated in shock was what made him chuckled. "Calm down, I'm not asking you to kiss me. I can remember you said you hate it when I kissed you on your forehead, so can I at least do that?"