The Hidden Heart

Chapter 8

I woke up the next morning early to the electricity gone. Amir and I had slept after Fajr but till then we were playing ludo. It had become really hot suddenly in the room. I turned over to see Amir asleep with the sheets all snuggled up. 

It was noon and I could hear noises outside the room. I got up quietly and went to the washroom to take a shower as it had gotten too hot in the room and hoped that I would be able to cool down. 

Mama and abu had kept a dawat today I am pretty sure, inviting his family and our family friends. I didn't know what to wear but I wasn't going to open the closet to see my options as I know it would make noise, disturbing Amir. 

I had worn Amirs T-shirt with his pants that were behind the door which made me feel way more comfortable then the cami top. 

"Oh my go-" I screamed seeing Amirs face when I opened the washroom door. 

"You're loud... why are you screaming?" Amir said with an irritated face. I looked down gulping in what felt like something stuck in my throat. 

"You scared me...Sorry" I said quietly. I looked up at Amir hoping he would move aside. 

"You're wearing my clothes, did you ask?" Amir said taking a step back. 

"Sorry, I didn't know you wouldn't be okay with that," I said taking a step back in the washroom to change. 

Amir grabbed my hand pulling me out "Amir that's rude" I uttered firmly. 

"Ayah, I don't want you to change so come out" Amir replied pulling me closer to him. 

"Ayah why are you being negative?" Amir let go of me. I moved back looking at him, I was taking a look at how fine his beard was and how perfectly aligned both sides were. I snapped out of it quickly.  

"You asked me why I'm screaming but you're the one who scared me, and I reacted to that's so I don't get why you got irritated" I said to him and moved aside to go to the closet. 

"Okay Baba sorry" Amir said and went in the washroom. I rolled my eyes waiting for the washroom door to close to let out a huge sigh. I close my eyes trying to relax my emotions. "Welcome to your new life Ayah" I said quietly opening the closet door. 

I saw the pink dress I was wanting to wear since I got it stitched. I took it out of the closet setting it out on the bed and looked for my makeup which I found on the dressing table in a bag next to Amir's perfumes. 

I heard the shower go on shortly after Amir went in the washroom so I took that moment to open the plastic bag my dress was in seeing my matching hijab in it aswell.  

I quickly got dressed and put my hair up in a ponytail Folding the plastic bag neatly placing it in the closet. I took a quick a view of the room to see if I needed to clean anything up, The room was clean surprisingly and what I meant by that was the bed was done neatly, that was one thing I loved about  Amir was that he was tidy. He made the bed himself he does these small things and I am glad he does it helps to know someone cares and respects that everyone has their role to play. 

I picked up my phone that was charging near the dressing table, sitting on the stool I see several messages mostly consisting of videos and pictures of the wedding. I put my phone down as I wanted to open it with Amir. 

 I did a natural makeup look which took me less than 10 minutes to do. 

"ready?" Amir said smiling coming out of the washroom with his night clothes on. I hadn't heard the door open I guess I was lost in thoughts. 

"G almost, you're not going to change?" I asked him,  standing up to fold the towel he threw on the bed. 

"I forgot my clothes take my clothes out, What should I wear?" Amir asked laying out white shalwar kameez and a formal dress shirt with grey pants.