My in: laws

chapter 31

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم 🌹

Hanan's POV

I heard the sound of the door being pushed open and before I get to make a move, his voice came accompanying the sound of his footsteps, "are you done, can I come in now?" His voice held eagerness as he speaks

"One more minute" I vocalized, loud enough for him to hear, then turned my attention towards the long mirror that stood by my right to get a better view of my whole self.

I was wearing a fitted, floor-length, mermaid-cut black gown, that was sophisticated with a subtle V-neckline. a statement necklace with chandelier earrings adding a touch of glamour to it. my face as usual Radiates a natural beauty with minimalist makeup, then finally a silk black material wrapped In a turban-like style on my head finished my look.

"You can come in now" I said turning around silently, an almost invisible smile playing itself on my lips, as I watched the empty space from where he would appear. He peeped from behind the wall that was blocking him, partially visible as if peering out from a hiding place, his face held a slight adorable pout which instantly changed as he emerged out from the corridor his expression unreadable as he stood Frozen to his spot.

And this bad habit of his, I don't know how he usually does it, but whenever he is looking at some thing intensely, his eyes got into slits as if completely closed, but if you watched closely they are unfully closed. and that way, it made me feel as if he's seeing every inch of me, I don't like him looking at me like that I felt completely exposed to him, and uncomfortable under that stare of his.

I sifted uncomfortable from one feet to another waiting for his reaction, and just then, He let out a silent breath, walking to where I stood his hawk like slit gaze still on me unwavering. when he came to a stop, he leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on my forehead, then spoke his lips still against my skin "fatabarakallahu Ahsanul khaleeqin" "praises be to Allah the Almighty that beautifies this creation" he muses "Ma Sha Allah Hanan, a vision of divine loveliness in black" he added

I couldn't stop my lips from slanting up into a smile, his expression making every single minute I had chased him out earlier to get ready worth it.

He was not looking bad himself, dashing in his well tailored, midnight blue Armani peak-lapel tuxedo with matching striped trousers, his classic white dress shirt has wing-tip collar, Accenting his outfit with a bowtie and cufflinks, he completed the look with patent leather shoes. Behold he was looking every bit the debonair gentle man he is.

"You're looking attractive too, Ma Sha Allah" I said and his face broke into a grin "really" he asked "yeah" I bobbed my head, smile never leaving my face, I heard him chuckled.

silence ensued between us for a while as we stood, and the giddiness within me, spiked up making me weak-kneed again. is Hameed bewitching me or something? am seriously brain sick, I thought with a pout.

Suddenly Hameed's hand went up to gently caressed the side of my lip with his thumb, stepping closer his other hand then went around me dragging me impossibly close to him, just like I thought, he leaned in to kiss me, but I was quick to gently twirled around a teasing smile evading my lips, is he for real, he's going to ruin my lipstick

I still dared to looked up and meet his now glaring-like eyes through the mirror that stood before us. And It took every single thing in me to not burst into fit of laughter when I met that pointed expression on his face, he was like 'girl, are you serious' my face broke into a grin as I bobbed my head in a yes and his glare deepened.

His lips parted intending to say something but I beat him to it trying to avoid whatever it is he is about to say. "I have got something for you" I spoke disentangling his hands from around me, then went ahead to get the gift from the cabinet once I was freed.