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42. ᴘᴜꜱʜ-ᴜᴘ

SHIFA SALEEM

I wake up and glance at the clock which is in the bed-strand, 4.15 a.m., Azan just got over.

Suddenly it struck me while wriggling to get up from the bed, I was sleeping with a man beside me. It's so unfamiliar since this is the first time I'm waking up with him beside me.

His arm is wrapped around me.

I carefully take his hand away from mine and lay it on the bed so that he will sleep until I pray and then I will wake him up for his turn for his prayer.

While my rustle reaches him, "Don't go". He groans in his sleepy voice.

A giggle forms within me, "I won't, I won't. It's time for Fajr prayer, get up." I say but no response.

"Wake up hubbyyy It's Fajr time!" I say in a mimicking way. His eyes jolts open looking at me. 

He flips me over, me below him and him on the top. "I would like to hear you say 'hubby' while doing that. Alright Princess?" He states, almost sounding it like an order.

I get goosebumps hearing it from him. Seeing him stare at my cheeks I'm pretty sure he noticed the blush which might've formed. 

"Sabah-Al-Khair my Amira." He says. "Sabah-Al-Khair Amir." I reply immediately as he looks at me stunned.

[Amir=Prince]
[Amira=Princess]

"Oh, my Amira knows few Arabic words, that's good to hear." He says leaning towards me kissing my forehead as I close my eyes taking over his gentle kiss. His hand reach my neck, Ack!! not there.

I push him and get up from the bed. "I'm gonna pray." I notice him smirking as I awkwardly walk over to the washroom while his eyes fixed on me.

After my ablution I exit the washroom to pray and there he is, standing right Infront me leaning on the doorframe.

"Don't start praying, I'll join you. Gimme a min." He states, rushing over to the washroom to perform the ablution.

I wear my praying cloth and wait for him, soon he joins with me as we pray and recite the Quran together.

"It's 5.30 right now, We can get a sleep because we slept late yesterday night." He states as we get into the bed. He covers me with him in the blanket coming closer to me.

Suddenly he wraps me again with his big arm making me flinch by his sudden move, I get more comfortable around him now, and his arm already feels soo good.

"It doesn't hurt?" I inquire. "Not at all Amira, it wouldn't hurt if it's You." He says giving me the innocent and a giddy smile. I giggle in response and I see him tilting at me confused.

"Ahem, Ahem it's just that I'm not used to you being like this. You know, You always have that rough and cold-expression within you most of the time. So I'm not used to it." I confess.

"Then you gotta get used to this side of mine, My halal little mouse." He says making me remember that he's my dear-stalker who I used to cursed a lot.

Hiding my face beneath his arm I state ; "I'm mad at you. You could've at least told me before our marriage."

"Be mad all you want, but I'm still sleeping, with you in my arms." He says as I glance at him just to realize he was already smirking, he enjoys teasing me a lot. Oh godd!!

After awhile we both fall asleep and we wake up at 9 as the after wedding Festivals starts.

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