~ you never know when the storm is about to hit~
I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. We were in her bedroom, the evening light streaming through the windows, casting a warm glow over everything. And then I saw her, lying beside me, her hair tangled from our passionate night.
Memories of our consummation came flooding back, and I felt a surge of love and tenderness towards her. I had waited for months for this moment, patiently building our relationship, getting to know her, and getting her trust and be comfortable around me with each passing day.
I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, but she didn't stir. She was still fast asleep, exhausted from our love-making. I smiled, remembering the way she had surrendered to me, the way our bodies had moved in perfect harmony.
As I looked at her, I felt a sense of awe and gratitude. She was mine now, completely and utterly mine. I had waited so long for this moment, and it had exceeded all my expectations.
But as I lay there, I knew I couldn't linger. I had to perform my ghusl, to purify myself after our intimacy. I gently got out of bed, trying not to disturb her, and made my way to my bedroom .
As I washed and cleansed myself, I felt a sense of renewal and rejuvenation. I was cleansed not just of my physical impurities, but also of my spiritual ones.
After completing my ghusl, I got dressed and made my way to the prayer room. I performed my Asr prayer, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over me.
As I prayed, I couldn't help but think of her, lying asleep in our bed. I knew that our relationship had reached a new level, a level of intimacy and connection that I had never experienced before.
I finished my prayer and returned to the bedroom, where she was awake. Her body draped over with blanket and cute yawns coming from her.
"Get up and take your bath Asr time is passing" I said to her standing by the side of the bed and taking my watch from the side drawer. She kept her head down through out and held on to her blanket tight. I smiled knowing for a fact she is uncomfortable around me now.
She nodded in response. "Aina I just used my words.."
"Oh oh okay" she said shuttering and looking at every where else than my eyes.
I let her be cause this is all new to her and she needs time to let it sink in. I took my belongings and left the room.
As I left her room I found myself in the kitchen, mechanically chopping vegetables and stirring pots. My mind was elsewhere, still reeling from the intensity of our morning together.
I couldn't shake off the feeling that something had shifted between us, something fundamental. But what, exactly, I couldn't quite put my finger on.
I remember how roared I was when Kausar sent me that picture of her from earlier. I couldn't just concentrate at work hence why I came home early. Which am glad I did.As I cooked, my thoughts swirled around her, around us, around this strange, new landscape of emotions I found myself navigating. I felt... something. But what?
The food was ready before I knew it,am not really a kitchen typa of person but I make the best noodles that's for sure. I placed the food with some hot chai tea on the bed tray. I heard hot things helps the lady with pain.
I made my way to her room yet again. I found her dressed in her pajamas and she was disposing the bedsheets as she has lay some fresh ones.
"I made food for you" I said raising the tray.
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