Prisoners in love

She fell in love; Chapter 21

My feelings for him led me to prepare myself for him. I wanted to be beautiful, I wanted to be the first person he sees when he comes home, from who he doesn't take his eyes off. I decided to walk around the house, and I remembered the clothes I'd found in the closet the first night. As I was leaving, Amma bi, came up to me asking if I needed anything as it was a new place. I said no politely and as she was about to go to start preparing lunch i stopped her. Amma bi can I ask you something, I said making her sit down,"Of course daughter", sorry but those dresses, whose were they?,"They were of Mr. Saif", yes,that ok, but there were also dresses for girls, "they were from someone very important to Mr. Saif", but do you know who this person is, "no daughter!" and with that she wanted to leave.

Amma bi, was not very convinced with the answer, there was something that everyone is hiding from me. I want to know about his family, but no one here knows anything about it, they hide as if the family has committed a crime. I knew that Saif's father had died and that's the only thing Dania had told me, nobody knows about his mother and then he only has an uncle with whom he doesn't have good relations, that's what I understood in all this arc of time. I wanted to try asking Saif, but I thought that if he wants, he'll tell me without me asking. All of which makes me more curious about his past. I left the room to look around the house and as I walked I found a room that attracted me more than any other.

I was surprised by what I saw, the house also had a large library. I immediately went to explore, there were so many books that I wanted to read when I was a teenager, but I couldn't read because I didn't have time. I picked up one on love, and started reading. I have always wanted to have a comfortable library at home all to myself, it seemed like a dream come true.

SAIF
I returned home at lunchtime, I was waiting for my wife to welcome me but I saw no sign of anyone. Amma bi told me that she was in the room, after looking for her and waiting for her, I understood that she was not in the room. I ran around the house looking for her, and started to get a little worried. I looked everywhere for her and as I reached the end of the corridor, to find the door to the library open, I breathed a sigh of relief. I walked in and saw her reading, when she saw me she was a little surprised however my heart rate hadn't calmed down. After seeing her dressed so beautifully, everything inside me calmed down as I approached her. My eyes didn't stop looking at her.

"It's already lunch time, sorry but I didn't really notice the time", I put my finger on her mouth to make her stop talking while I couldn't take my eyes off her. "If you stare at me like this, you make me feel embarrassed", you are beautiful, beautiful as always, beautiful as the first flower just peeled in spring. "Thanks, I didn't think you could make comparisons too" she said laughing, I didn't know it either, but when I look at you, the words slip, the emotions show and the voice starts to tremble, "ok ok now that's enough for today". I moved closer to her, took her hand, which as always was warm and soft and she started to take steps backwards. In a few steps, there will be no room left behind, you have the risk of falling, "I don't think you will let me fall" she said staring into my eyes, you think, you're not sure, "I'm sure you won't" she said with a lot of confidence.

And while talking, we reached the wall, I don't know why but I didn't get tired of looking at her and I took a small step more closer to her. "Saif now there's no more room, soon you'll fall on me", you say there's no more room, I see so much more!, "Well then try to take another step forward" and so I did as she stepped on my foot to get away. She had gotten rid of me, and I didn't know how to get her close again right away. I screamed in pain as I reached the sofa to sit down, "Saif, what happened, I hurt you so much sorry", yes you hurt me so much Ehsaal, I can't walk anymore, "no, sorry, sorry I didn't mean to" , she said running towards me. She sat next to me, and started asking me questions, i see her very worried and panicking.

As she was speaking she noticed I wasn't responding and she stopped to look at me, I couldn't resist and burst out laughing, after little reflection she realized I was joking. "Saif, you are stupid, why do you have to joke like that" she said pushing me, while I took her in my arms, "let me go, it wasn't a good joke at all", if you want it's fine, go I'll let you go and she was really leaving when i took her back. "Now what?", I didn't take you to let go, tell me what book you were reading, I know you like to read but I didn't khow you were so passionate in literature. "Saif, you still haven't lunch", I'm not hungry, but I want to read, "Saif, but it's not good like this, you mustn't throw a tantrum when it comes to food" I really don't feel like it. She got up to take me to the table but I sat her down kissing her hand and I made myself comfortable with her and we started reading the book together.

She was passionate about romantic books and I understood this since I saw that she read several books on this genre. After about an hour of reading, I saw that she was starting to sleep, and as I read, I lowered my voice so, i not disturb her and after less then ten minutes she was already sleeping, I closed the book and just looked my wife who was sleeping here with me for the first time.