My in: laws

chapter 11

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم 🌹

                 Hameed's POV

I laid her down quietly on the bed in my room and directly went ahead to the mini fridge sitting adjacent to my closet, I got a small bottle water which wasn't so cold, rather, safe to drink, a potable one and went back then handed the bottle to her, after I  opened it and helped her into a sitting position. She accepted it and drank almost half of the bottle gently.

I sat staring at her while she drank the water, that when she was passing the bottle back to me I wasn't aware, she had to touched me a little and I cleared my throat quietly and took the bottle away from her then settled it on the bedside drawer.

She was looking a little better than earlier but still laid back down on the bed, I stood up to go out to the parlor but then my subconscious tells me that she might need something when I'm gone, so I sat on the lounge chair in the room and crossed my legs on the ottoman in front of me Relaxedly

I breathed in oxygen into my lungs and exhaled out carbon dioxide with a huff and relaxed more into the lounge, my conversation with Adil the other time replaying in my head Afresh.

"It might not be easy for you ya Hameed but you might at least change her, she's suffering from Anger issues,  it's not a disorder or something but the anger itself is a sign of disorder.

It's a passive Aggression and we were trying to at least change her to Assertive anger, that way, she might open up to us while she's angry and say out her problem, and we would know how to comfort her and solve her problem. Currently it's a passive Aggression, that's why she doesn't like to admit that she's angry she doesn't like confrontation, so she always stay silent when ever she's angry, she would be sulking, procrastinating and living alone while angry, the only things she does while angry is engaging herself in her favorite activities it might be reading, writing, watching movies or listening to the holy Qur'an, that alone are the things she does, that's if she's willing to lighten up her mood. if she's not, she would spent the whole day alone doing nothing in particular or maybe around us but would never talk to anyone including Mami.

While living together with her, you shall learn a lot about her, she's such a darling, I promised you, and even fun to live with, she's my favorite but might be a handful sometimes.

I heaved a sigh and took a look at the watch strapped around my wrist, when I noticed that it's almost time for dhuhr prayer, I stood to my feet and walked to the side of the bed to check on Hanan, she was sound asleep, I gently removed her veil that was trying to strangle her and she stirred a little in her sleep, I stood for a while to see whether she has awaken, when she went back to sleep I walked away to the bathroom to take a shower.

A spend quality time washing away my stress in the toilet once done I performed wudu, and walked out of the loo in my bathrobe.

Hanan has rouse from her sleep and was sitting by the edge of the bed, I strolled toward her and sat by her side then held her hands against mine, she seems fast into her own world, the wetness of my hand that I used against her skin was what brought her back to reality. She rolled her eyeballs upward to look at me and the moment her eyes met mine she quickly averted her gaze " how are feeling" I spoke up "Alhamdulillah" she mouthed almost inaudible, if I wasn't staring at her lips I wouldn't have known what she said "did you need anything" I asked again she shook her head in a negative way and I nodded then excused myself "give me few minutes I shall get dressed" and with that being said I disappeared into my closet.

By the time I returned back to the main room Hanan was not in the room, I walked out of the room then closed the door behind me and went ahead to the masjid.

       
                       Hanan's POV

The last time I was this angry was when I was told about my marriage with Hameed, it wasn't a long time to forget the pain already, but today it comes Afresh, as if this was the first time I was angry. the way my head hurts and that particular thing I usually felt in my throat were unbearable this time around, I felt nauseated and tired.

I was a bit worried earlier when I almost lost it, I was glad Hameed took me away just in time I wouldn't have been able to hold myself.

At times like this I hate explanation that's why I left hameed's room, I thought he might not know about my anger issue and might need explanation from me after he is done with the bathroom that why I left and fortunately for me I heard him went out.

I removed my cloth and went ahead to the bathroom, I prepared a bubble bath to help calm myself down and stepped in, the moment the warm water met my hot skin I felt relaxed. I spent quality time in the bath before I scrubbed my body. Once done I performed wudu and stepped out of the bathroom.

I dressed in a baggy shirt and a knee length leggings then drifted a long khimar over myself and set to pray.

Once done I started reciting the holy Qur'an, with every verse a read wash away my sorrow and pain. I recited with the most sweet voice I have and couldn't stop until I heard the adhan for Asr prayer being called I then ended my recitation and performed my Salah, I prolonged my last sujud and prayed for myself once I'm done I folded everything and went to bed.

Another chapter is down

It's too early for an update right?

It's my apology for not updating for a long time, I might update again before Ramadan, it's not a promise though but I would try in Sha Allah.

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