A happy wife

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Muina's POV
Malik twirled me around causing me to nearly faint.He put me back in the wheelchair.
Malik:am so sorry
Uncle:you see what you did,am even rethinking my decision of you two getting married.

Malik:oh please no uncle (I laughed)
Wahab:I was kidding,you two are going to get married in three days.
Muina:three days?

Malik:see even your uncle knows am irresistible,he wants us married asap(I punched him in the chest)
Muina:three days is early uncle
Wahab: don't worry, I will take care of everything,I want my niece to look like the most beautiful bride ever.

(I smiled as he kissed me on the forehead)
Malik:can I also get a kiss?
Wahab: don't push it Malik(he raised his hand in surrender.)

Malik:but you never told me that you love me
Wahab: Malik!(he took off his sandals,Malik ran off as I giggled)

Three days later,my uncle was true to his words,he got me the most beautiful and expensive bridal dresses.I looked like a queen and when I saw my king my jaw dropped.

Malik was well off,he just didn't show off his wealth.He helped my uncle,they literally turned this into a party.

We went to the mosque and got married.We then went for the big celebration.I never knew I was married to Michael Jackson.

We danced but I couldn't stand for long so he carried me bridal style.After the wedding,we came to his house.

It was a grounded yet luxurious house.That night we laid in bed with him on top.
Malik: your heart is safe with me muina
Muina: I know.(I kissed him)

Malik:oh already getting addicted to kissing me (I giggled) then I wonder how you are going to control yourself,once I make love to you for the first time.
Muina: you are not all that.

Malik:oh really (he leaned in causing me to giggle,he gentily bit my nose.He then kissed me passionately as we made love)

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