UNTAMED PRINCESS

•Chapter 41•

MALAK'S POV

I never knew a rainy Saturday where I'm snuggled up with a cup of tea- Because my husband can make tea and does it for me anytime I ask- will ever exist.

I never knew a lot of things will ever happen to me including turning this life into a domesticated one it feels like I'm not leaving, having me question my decisions everyday. Decisions and life path I've been wanting to take since I knew what my passion is....and now I'm having second thoughts about it.

Life is just funny like that, funny like the way I find myself sleeping in Naeem's room almost everyday and we never talked about the change, just went with the flow.

The crazy part is I don't hate it, there's a hair band and some of my sprays and perfumes on his vanity. I have my comb in the first drawer in the ensuite, a bathrobe with my monogram on it, my grey soft blanket on his bed. My phone charger plugged to the sockets and my MacBook on the coffee table.

Snippets of my presence in the room never bothered him, he never asked to leave or why some things are the way they are. He even told me he likes it when I bath with his own body wash, he doesn't know I like it more than him, but then there's a lot I don't have the courage to tell him, that's just part of it.

We spend time together whenever we're free and we don't fight as much as before, there will still be arguments over the most random things like why the lid for the tea canisters are light blue instead of green because green goes better with the word 'tea' or why he watches my eating habits and take notes of my portion control. It frustrates me whenever I eat lesser than before and he asks if something is wrong.

He understands that sometimes you aren't just as hungry as other days but he still wants to check in from time to time to make sure all is good.

He's just so good to me I sometimes feel like a parasite.

"I know you can do stuff by yourself beautiful, but I love it when you let me do it not because you're incapable but just because I love taking care of you" he has always said that on occasions I try to refuse his help, so sometimes I don't fight it and let him do his thing.

I'm just such a lucky girl it sometimes feel like a dream, one I never want to wake up from.

Today are my favourite type of days, I have my favourite blanket of all time over me with a MacBook while leaning into Na'eem who isn't paying any attention to the movie I'm watching.

Nadeen is behind the sofa opposite us playing only God knows what with Lulu and only coming out once a while to watch the cartoon playing on the big TV screen.

I reach for Naeem's barely touched cup of tea after I finished mine and he raise a brow.

"That's mine" he adds. "Well next time finish it before I finish mine" I hide my smile with the rim of the cup. "You're getting quite obsessed with my tea" I know he'll never let me off the hook about how I never liked his tea in the beginning and got obsessed in a short time.

"It's not bad so I mange" I shrug and he chuckles knowing I'll always find a way out when it comes to me being teased by him.

I sigh as the last scene of the movie ended.

"That was such a nice movie" I add and he only raised a brow. "I know you don't like rom coms" I roll my eyes. "Come to think of it.... you're just so old Na'eem you never watch anything" I add and he laughs.

"You think I'm old?" he ask. "You're old!" I poke his chest with my index finger. "And yet you still find me....." I didn't let him finish the sentence because I've heard alot! Anytime I decide it's a good idea to call him old.