𝐷𝑖𝑙-𝑒-𝑁𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑎𝑛

22 [Walima]

Suleiman slowly opened his eyes to find droplets of water falling on him. As he looked up, he was captivated by the breathtaking view. His wife stood before him, gently drying her long, black hair, which glistened like silk in the sunlight. Her natural beauty shone without any makeup, her face a perfect work of art. He couldn't help but be drawn into the depths of her eyes.

His gaze wandered to her tiny, pink nose and then to her rosy lips, which attracted him with a sweet invitation. His eyes continued their journey, tracing the gentle curve of her neck, where a few sparkling droplets clung, shining like diamonds in the morning light. Her milky white skin glowed with a soft, ethereal light, like the moon illuminating a dark sky.

As he drank in her beauty, he found himself smiling like a foolish lover, lost in the magic of the moment. He was captivated, his heart skipping beats, his soul soaring with joy.

He kept looking at her. She was beautiful inside and out. He felt lucky to have her as his wife. He didn't want to look away and just wanted to keep enjoying the view but then he got up quickly before going to the washroom to do his morning routine. He came back, water was dripping from his face.

"There aren't any towels inside?" He asked then looked at the towel in her hand. "Oh here it is" He said, grabbing the towel from her hands and bringing it closer to his face.

"No. It's dirty. I used it in my hair"

"So what?"

He put his face in the towel and inhaled the smell. It smelled as her hair. He smiled and tapped the towel here and there on his face then gave it back to her.

Noor hung the towel on the back of the chair near the vanity table then sat on it. As she moved her hand forward to get a hold of the hair dryer another hand came from behind and got a hold of it before she could.

"Do I get the honour to do this?" Suleiman asked in his husky voice. She took her hand back and sat there silently.

Suleiman plugged in the hair dryer and switched on the button. He was moving it left and right to check whether it's working or not when he brought his hand at the front and hissed as the warm hair hit him. Noor turned around quickly. "What are you doing?"

"Oh I didn't know the hair dryer blows warm air"

Shaking her head, she sat straight where he came closer and started drying her hair. When he was done with that he grabbed the hairbrush and brushed her hair carefully. Then he opened the small cupboard near the vanity table and took out a box before placing it on the table.

Noor saw there were different hair accessories and other stuff in it. He roamed his hand over it before taking out a cute little hair pin, then another, then a bow, then a few tiny clutchers, then a butterfly hairpin and kept adding and removing things till he succeeded in styling her hair into a beautiful style.

He smiled looking at her through the mirror. Then went to his almirah and came back with a few boxes. He placed them on the table then opened it. He looked towards Noor and raised his eyebrows. "May I...." He hesitated to ask.

"Sure" She smiled.

Suleiman bent near her sitting figure, sitting with his one knee on the floor. He took the necklace in his hands and leaned near her before moving his hands around her neck and tying the hook. She closed her eyes as his hands brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

"Wait...is it diamond?" She asked when her eyes fell on the label attached to the box.

"Umm the jeweller did say that it was diamond, now I'm not sure whether he was lying or what. But he had a huge shop why would he lie?"