Ya Allah make him mine...
My eyes are yearning for him...
Allah knows best he is the one I prayed for...
I've been in a haram relationship
~WANNA BE YOURS
I'll give him every possible reason to love me...
...
I got up stretching my limbs after a peaceful sleep. An unintended smile tugs on my lips when I recollect the moment we were in the Fajr. After freshening myself, I came out of my room and noticed Yusra's bedroom door was slightly open...
"Is she awake" I mumbled peeking inside the room. My gaze fell on her sleeping figure, who was struggling with her duvet. I carefully entered the room, making no noise. I chuckled when I saw her curled up within the duvet oddly...
I removed the duvet cautiously and covered her properly without disturbing her sleep. "Indeed your a deep sleeper" I whispered. I sat down on one knee beside the bed, noticing her pouty expression. My brows furrowed as I observe a scar on her temple...
"It seems like an old scar" I whispered slowly. I gently took my hand and was about to brush my fingers on her scar. I paused when suddenly reality strikes me...
I got up abruptly as I realised what I was doing. "Izhaan have you lost your mind?. How can you enter her room without her permission" I raged at myself leaving her room...
I gathered my car keys and stepped outside to fetch us lunch because I'm aware she must be drained and I don't want to bother her...
Later I got home and noticed her heading towards the kitchen, so I silently followed her from behind. Her drowsy expression, her tangled dark brown hair wrapped up in a bun, and the way she rubbing her eyes while looking for something...
"Good morning" I spoke from behind. I observed she was urgently attempting to cover up her hair...
"I'm your husband. There's no need to hide your hair in front of me" I stated while serving the food. She stood staring at me. "Aren't you hungry"? still waiting for her to reply. She simply nodded and went towards the food...
"It was already late, so I thought of bringing brunch for us" I said while trying to focus on my food. "Mom and dad have invited us to dinner this evening. Let me know when you're done so we can leave on time" I again spoke with the hope of getting her reply. "Yeah, I'll go and get ready after this" she replied without even looking at me and went upstairs...
"Ya Allah, why am I dying to get a single reply from her" I stated while rubbing my face. Hours later I got ready and came downstairs while waiting for her. "It's getting late I should ca". Before I could complete it I saw her coming downstairs...
I was awestruck seeing her in lavender coloured abaya. "She is unique" I mumbled under my breath...
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"Can we leave now"? she asked avoiding eye contact. "Would you mind if I say something before we leave"? I asked, clenching my fist. "Yes" she replied...
"I hope you won't tell anyone what came up last night cause I don't want to bother them". She stared at me with a blank expression and simply nodded while walking away. I closed my eyes letting a sigh "did I mess up again"? I mumbled stomping my foot...
