Things were going well between us. Saif, was away for a few days on business and would be back today. I was in the garden when I remembered the guy who kept calling me, Saif hadn't said anything to me since that evening's incident and he hadn't even told me about Huma, who knows what happened to these two people. Amma bi was back a couple of days ago, that woman didn't make me miss mama, so much she is sweet to me. I talked several times with mama, she also asked me about some good news. But I clearly replied that I hadn't had any kind of relationship with him, even though my mom wasn't very happy with Saif but in the end she accepted him.
She recently told me that they were coming to Pakistan for a short time, and I thought that so many months have passed since our marriage. I'd like to hug mom, but I don't know if Saif will take me back to them. I was still in the garden when the weather started to deteriorate, today was not a sunny day, there was a strong wind and the sky was covered with gray clouds. I came inside to the living room and tried to watch some TV. I never had anything to do, Amma bi cooked everything, yes, I helped her, but she preferred to do it alone and I had nothing else to do all day. I wasn't very interested in watching TV so I went to pray as it was also time. In this house I was the only one praying, indeed no, I saw Amma bi do it too but I have never seen Saif praying in all this time, next time I will force him to pray with me because if he says he doesn't have time, it's not true and then it takes a few minutes. I had finished praying and was still sitting on the prayer mat when I remembered that afternoon spent with Saif.
FLASHBACK
It was a normal evening, Saif and I were concentrated on our phones. Suddently I told Saif that I was bored, he gave me so many ideas on what I could do but I didn't like any of them. So out of nowhere I came up with this idea and I immediately told Saif to follow me. "Eshaal you are bored, why I have to follow you?" he said complaining, but taking his hand i forced him to follow me. We were in our room, I told him to sit down in front of the mirror, he had so many questions to ask me but he did what I asked. "Eshaal, what are your intentions?", Saif I don't know why but I've always liked straightening your hair, "What! No no, I won't let my hair be touched", too late now I've already put the straightener on to heat up, "Ehsaal, come on noo please, I'll be awful", I calmed him down by stroking his hair and kissing them. I continued to straighten hair after hair, "How old are you?", 20, why?, "I ask because, you are beautiful and innocent at this age", is that a compliment?, "Of course my wife!". At first he complained a bit but then he concentrated on the phone and let me do it. At the end of my work he was more charming than before, he denied it at the beginning but later when I fixed his hair with gel and fixed everything he was convinced too. You are beautiful Saif, you were complaining about nothing, I said giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I don't know before but now I'm really fascinating".He stood up and holding his hand , I wanted to take a photo as a souvenir that also came out well. I had a smile as I thought of it all but came to my senses hearing loud thunder. It had started to rain heavily, Saif hadn't returned yet, he must have been home for a while already, because it wouldn't take long . I was starting to worry and so I called him, after so many temptations he didn't answer me, his phone was turned off. I ran to Amma bi hoping she would know something, and while I was talking to her when the landline phone rang, I quickly picked it up thinking it was Saif. It was the guard who had accompanied him and since it was raining heavily they had stopped so as not to cause any accidents but they would be home in the evening. I relaxed a lot with this call and told Amma bi to start preparing dinner as Mr. Saif would be here any minute. It wasn't long in the evening, I immediately went to get ready, I was seeing Saif after about five days and I wanted to be attractive to him. The wait was long, the rain hadn't stopped, Saif was even late and when I heard the central door of the house open I immediately ran out.
I ran to him, he immediately hugged me, he was turning around with me in his arms and I saw how Amma bi and the guardians left the room. "I'm so glad I came home and I saw you", I know too, now go change, you'll definitely get wet, I don't want you to get sick, "If you cure me, it's okay to get sick", do not joke, "I'm serious, let's go eat, I'm very hungry". I know he wasn't wet, but I wanted him to be more comfortable, but he didn't listen to me, so we went to the table. He told me everything he had done, while I was silent listening to him I thought this was fate. I was thinking, when he asked me what I had been doing these days, since it was late, I didn't answer his question and sent him to sleep but first he had to take shower, it makes me laugh that he was having a tantrum like if he was a child and I comforted him as if I were a mother.
I cleared the table and fixed the kitchen and when I went to the room he was sleeping on the couch and didn't understand why. I changed too and before going to sleep I covered him because it was quite cold and then because the rain hadn't stopped. Late at night, I woke up to the sound of thunder and sat up, I was scared but didn't want to wake Saif up. I was about to drink the water when I dropped the remote. Saif woke up and as the door to the room was half open he saw me sitting down. He ran inside to ask what happened and as he was sitting on the bed, a loud thunder made so much noise I grabbed his arm hard and said this scares me. He relaxed me saying it was nothing serious, meanwhile I lay down while he sat on the chair next to me telling me that he wouldn't move from there until I fell asleep.
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Prisoners in love
RomanceSECOND BOOK 8/5/2023 He kidnapped me and forced me to marry him. I will never forgive Saif for what he did. I hate him and will continue to do so until I die. Soon I will tell him that I want to free myself and therefore I want a divorce. He thi...