Prisoners in love

CHAPTER 27

In the morning, I was praying that when I heard Saif calling me, he wanted to drink some water. Saif, but settle down a bit, I really don't like you like this. I said, closing the first two buttons of his shirt, "How does my wife like me?", well I want to see the tough Saif again the one who is always strong, "Ah and do you want to talk about how you're dressed", I'll get ready when you feel good for now I want to take care of you and while we were talking the doctors arrived and checked him. Today, finally, after waiting so long for the results of the exams, we could go home. We were in the car when he grabbed my hand to warm it, and I voluntarily gave it to him.

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It was 2 weeks since Saif was hurt. Now he was quite healed, he had also already started working and things were going well between us. The strange thing was that even though things were going well, we didn't share bed yet, not that I wasn't ready, but maybe he needed time. Huma's family had once come to us to find out how Saif was doing. They left us inviting both to their daughter's wedding to Huma's wedding. I don't know how they managed to convince her, from where they found the boy in less than a week and how they managed to organize everything. Saif would be back from work early today because he had to take me wedding shopping, I was just waiting for him when he played the car calsson. We were in the living room talking when suddenly Saif's phone rang, it was Huma's father.

After all the greetings uncle gets to the point, "Saif, no one in the family knows Eshaal, so come along but don't show that you two know each other", how can I ignore it said Saif, "When they ask you how you got married or where did you find the girl, what are you going to say?"That's my business, uncle, you'll see that no one will ask about anything, "I told you, don't let the family recognize that girl, and with this, he closed. After hearing this, I went to my room, and Saif immediately joined me. It wasn't uncle's words that hurt me, but the fact that when someone asks about me, he won't be able to give any answers, and I won't be able to say anything either. Saif, I don't want to go to the wedding,"You're saying that for the uncle", no it's my decision, and then it's better this way I don't want you to feel embarrassed for me, "You are my wife and I am complete with you, you come to the wedding and this is no longer discussed".

He left, how could I think that everything could go so smoothly, Huma's marriage was more stressful than herself. There were only a few days left, only three, I didn't want to go buy anything, I didn't want to get ready because I wasn't ready for all the questions the guests would ask. The days went by quickly, and Saif had decided that he would take me to the wedding as long as I said no many times. He knew I wasn't going to buy anything, so he did everything. Amma bi entered the room in the evening while I was praying. She was holding several bags, and as I got up from the prayer mat, Saif also came. Amma bi handed me the bags, and meanwhile, Saif gave a slight glance to Amma Bi, and she left. She understood right away. Saif, what is this? "It's the clothes and other things I bought you for tomorrow," but Saif...,"Eshaal, you will look beautiful in this dress, I don't want to hear anything", thanks for all this," Don't worry, my love," he said, kissing my forehead.