Sacred Love ✅

12

Mujahid's Pov

Honey, what are you still doing inside? I'm waiting for you. I muttered waiting for Aliyah in the living room.
I married Aliyah four months after I divorced Fatima.
I don't know but I sometimes feel I'm not doing the right thing.

My parents were against my Marriage with Aliyah only Grandma supported me in it.
I don't care about that. I'm happy with Aliyah and her parents are nice though they are not here with us.

I'm here, Baby. Aliyah said to me walking downstairs as she swayed her hips.
One thing I noticed about Aliyah and what I like about her is her body. Every clothes she wore always brought out her curves. She is shameless but not as romantic as Fatima.
Fatima has some shame in her.

Aliyah reaches the living room and hugs me.
I glance at the clothes she is wearing.
Aliyah, I told you to stop wearing these tight clothes.
I'm not comfortable seeing you leave the house in these tight clothes. I muttered scanning her outfit.

Baby, Nothing is wrong with the clothes I wear and you weren't complaining before we got Married. Aliyah said with a pout.
Aliyah, you are Married now and I will not be allowing you to leave my house with tight clothes. I muttered.

Go inside and change your clothes. You know I'm going to a dinner party for a friend. I said to her.
If you won't change it then you will stay back and wait for me at home. I muttered and she walked to her bedroom mumbling under her breath.

I saunter out of the living room and walk to the parking lot to wait for her in the car.
Aliyah spends 30 minutes inside then she sluggishly strides out of the living room.
She is now wearing a maroon lace with a long veil which makes her more beautiful and Mature than the tight gown she wore revealing half of her breast as if she is going to the club.

She approaches me with a frown on her face.
Honey, you look beautiful in this. I said to her but she ignored my compliment and entered the car waiting for me to hop in and zoom out of the house.

I check the time and it's already 8 pm.
Honey, you waste my time. This is 8 already. I said while driving on the road.
I reach my friend's house and the gateman opens the gate for me.
The house is already filled up with guests and the sound of music is everywhere.

I park my car where other Cars are parked and we saunter out of the car.
I held Aliyah's hand and we walked inside.
Hi Suleiman! Congratulations on your promotion. I said to him.
Thank you, Mujahid. Suleiman muttered.
Aliyah also congratulated him.

He takes us to where his other friends are with their wives and we sit on the well-decorated chair.
More people kept arriving and the MC arrived.
The opening prayer was made and the MC stated the reason for the gathering.

He Congratulates Suleiman for becoming the Assistant Superintendent of Immigration. His friends all step forward to pray for him including me.
We Congratulate him.
It was time to celebrate. The MC announced.

He played Music and everyone stepped out with his wife and started dancing.
Honey, let's go. I said giving her my hand.
Baby, I'm sorry but I can't dance in this outfit. Aliyah muttered.
Why? Didn't you see other women there dancing with their husbands and they wear similar dress with you?
I said to her.

Baby, they are used to the outfit but I'm not. Aliyah said to me and I forcefully dragged her to the stage and we started dancing.
Suleiman also walked in with his wife and they started dancing too.