Have you ever thought that your childhood crush would be so intoxicating that never give a chance to like anybody else? This is madness right?
This story is about Aliya and her eternal crush, her best friend Tahmeed.
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"You said you do...
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(One month later)
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"I want a niece who'll be as sweet as you," Aliya giggled, gently touching Rima's belly.
"But I want my baby to be like your brother-caring, understanding," Rima said, smiling faintly.
"Okay, okay, lovely lady. I know how my brother is. But I love you more," Aliya replied, hugging her from the side.
"So, how's it going between you and your lover boy?" Rima asked with a teasing grin.
"It's good," Aliya answered, her cheeks tinged with pink.
"Just good? Tsk, tsk... I'm disappointed, Liya. I want to hear some steamy updates. Damn these pregnancy hormones," Rima whined playfully.
A wave of blush spread across Aliya's face. "Stop being naughty. Haye Allah! Tomorrow is his birthday! I need to prepare... I mean, make preparations for his birthday," she said, quickly standing up.
"Ahaan. Yeah, prepare yourself well. He'll take care of the rest," Rima added with a mischievous grin.
"Stop it. Take care, bye," Aliya said hurriedly before leaving her brother's home.
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It's been a month since we got back together. We still live in our separate apartments, but it feels like we've gone back to dating rather than being a married couple. Sometimes he comes over to mine, and other times I go to his. Our weekends are filled with dates, movie marathons, or visits to my brother's place, as Rima doesn't like being alone in her condition.
My medication is almost over, and I can feel the difference. The nightmares and panic attacks seemed to fade, leaving me with a sense of calm I hadn't felt in years.
And Tahmeed... He has been everything I could ask for in a husband-sweet, caring, and endlessly understanding. Over the past month, he never once made me feel uncomfortable. Instead, I've started to get used to his warmth, his steady presence in my life.
But I'm not blind to his patience. I've seen the effort it takes for him to hold back, the way he quietly leaves for a cold shower in the middle of the night. I've felt his breathing change when we're close, the quiet struggle in his every touch.
And that's why I've been thinking... Maybe it's time to take our relationship to the next level. I want to experience the intimacy we've been holding back. I also want to feel complete as a woman-to feel him in every sense.
I won't lie; I'm still a little nervous. But I trust him. He knows my fears, my scars, and my insecurities better than anyone else.
