"Lord, this guy has a huge ego! Ya Allah why did I have to meet him. Uff!" I muttered.
This is a story of zahra, who was employed as a bodyguard at the Ahmed's and hakim who is the son of Ahmed mustafa. Zahra who thinks hakim has a huge ego, can't s...
HAKIM'S POV "Oh no, oh no, fuck!" I said. "What happened?" Sadiq, my high school friend asked. "Guy I left my wife at home, fuck!" I said remembering I didn't go to meet Zahra.
"Nah, you messed up bro, go quickly." He said. "Oh fuck thank you!" I said rushing out of the house. I got in my car and drove as fast as I could.
I got home in less than 30 minutes because of the speed I was going in. I offed the engine of my car and rushed in. The lights where off, everything was off. I searched for the light switch until I found them, she wasn't in the living room which meant she had already left to her bedroom.
I offed the light and I put on my phone for flashlight when I saw a lot of missed calls from Zahra. I really fucked up.
I quickly went upstairs to her room when I saw her on the bed sleeping with the help of my flashlight. I walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead before leaving the room.
I went to mine and took of my shirt and I hopped on the bed and started sleeping as I was also tired. I could rest now that I know that my wife is with me.
*** The next morning... I woke up feeling happy. I was happy since I had Zahra with me. I went into the bathroom and had my bath then I came downstairs.
I went to the dining table and it had food on it. "Aww, my darling wife cooked for me yeah?" I said with a British accent. "Where did you get that from?" She asked. "What ?" I asked. "The accent idiot." Zahra said and chuckled. "Ohhh, grandad." I said smiling.
"Interesting." She replied. I sat down on the dining table hoping she doesn't talk about yesterday. "oh yeah, hakim why did you come back late yesterday?" Zahra asked the question I didn't want her to ask.
"Uhh, well I was at a friend house and umm... let's just say I lost track of time." I said scratching my head, I couldn't tell her I forgot, I didn't want to offend her. "Oh, okay ba damua."(no problem). She said.
She is so understanding I love her so much!
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"Hakim, I don't know why but I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen, like today." She said and I smiled. "Just calm down Zahra, keep saying your istigfar and everything would be okay." I said to her.
"Okay." She said and I hugged her. "I feel like it'll separate us." She said and my heart stopped for a moment. Just the mere thought of us separating irks me. "No Zahra, don't you ever say that okay?" I warned and she nodded resting her head on my chest.
"By the way, did you have a tour of the house?" I asked. "Yes I did, oh and who knew you had such good taste?" She said and chuckled. "Oh please Zahra, I've always had good taste." I said. "You? The same you that wore an ash caftan with red shoes?" She asked and chuckled. "Zahra shush." I said.
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"There is nothing you can do to stop them, HAMMAD AND ZAHRA ARE WEDDED, they are legal couples." The man who claims to be zahra's father muttered.
"Y-you must be joking right?" I asked shocked as hell. I stared at hammad with a shocked expression and he stared back with a blank one.
"Well, does this clear your doubts?" The aged man asked pointing at a paper that had some writings on it. I snatched the paper and it read 'MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE'
And no, it wasn't my name and zahra's, it was hammad and zahra's instead. I walked towards Zahra who was to shocked to speak let alone look at the papers. "Zahra." I silently called thinking of any possible way to tell her that it's true.
"Zahra he- what they're saying is...is true." I said still hugging. "No it is not!" She let herself tout of the hug forcefully and started yelling. "No wallahi hakim it's not true, that man over there just can't bare to see me happy!" She yelled pointing at her father.
"Zahra calm d- "Don't tell me to calm down!" She yelled. She walked over to hammad and stared at him while he stared back. And in a matter of seconds, she landed a sounding slap on his cheek. "Z-Zahra." He silently whispered.
"No don't you Dare! DONT YOU DARE CALL MY NAME!" She yelled. "Why hammad why?" She said holding his collar. "It's not my fault Zahra." He replied. "Not your fault? Wow! I knew something was suspicious when you let me and hakim be, so this was your plan right?" Zahra asked.
Oh inallilahi!
"It's not his fault Zahra." Her father said. "No! I wasn't talking to you was i? Oh and please I don't want to ever hear my name coming out of your filthy mouth." Zahra said.
ZAHRA'S POV "Zahra you know I'm your father and you can't talk to me in that manner." Hassan said. "Father? I'm sorry to say but you're not worth calling a father." I said to his face.
"Because you ruined your marriage with mama and now you want to come ruin mine?" I said with teary eyes. "Zahra don't talk to me like that!" He yelled.
"And don't yell at me like that!" I yelled back. He raised his hands to slap me while o covered my face waiting for the slap. But it didn't come. I slowly opened my eyes to see hakim backing me.
"You will not lay a finger on my wife." He said firmly. "She is not to ur wife hakim you better stop dreaming. She is hammads- "No I am not!" I cut him off.
"Please kindly leave my house." Hakim said. "I'll let you go for today but I'll surely be back." Hassan said leaving with hammad. Allah ya isa. I internally muttered.
"Hakim I told you thag I sensed something bad would happen." I said to hakim crying my eyes out. "It's alright Zahra, y-you will just get a divorce okay?" He said and I nodded as I didn't have the energy to speak.
"B-but he has to sign too what if- "I'll talk to him." He said and hugged me while I rested my head on his shoulder.
