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 8 MONTHS LATER 

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 8 MONTHS LATER 

"Zayn?" Maria called out to me from the bathroom.

 "Yeah babydoll?" I asked her, coming closer to the door.

 "Can you help me?" she asked, her voice sounding troubled.

 "Okay." I said, and opened, totally unprepared for my beautiful wife who was stood there, her eyes roaming my face.

HER OUTFIT

"Can you help me with this saari?" she asked me

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"Can you help me with this saari?" she asked me.

 "Sure love." I said. "What exactly?"

 "Just secure the back." she said.

I walked until I stood behind her, then began securing everything, ignoring how warm she felt and they way I wanted to stay in this room with her forever.

 "Done." I said.

 "Thank you." she said, smiling at me.

 "Come on." I said, tearing my eyes away from her and walking out. "Let's go, don't want to keep my in laws waiting."

We walked downstairs and said walked out with my parents, then going on their car, with me and Maria going in mine.

 "Hamza's coming isn't, he?" my mum asked me, playing with her hands.

 "Yeah, don't worry." I said. "He'll be there."

I got into my car and began driving, stealing glances at Maria, who was starting straight ahead, her eyebrows furrowed.

 "Babydoll, what happened?" I asked her, reaching for her hand and taking it in mine.

 "I know it's my dad's birthday and I should be happy, but I had an argument with my mum on the phone. I should probably sort it out, I don't want I ruin the party." she said,giving me a fake smile at me.

 "Domt worry, I support you." I said, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to it.

 "Thank you." Maria said, smiling at me.

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