Roses & Bullets ✔️

~49

Ihsan's POV
A week later

It's been a week since I talked to dadaa and we made up. I told Abba about the conversation we had and he apologised to dadaa and dadaa also apologised.

Maami was discharged from the hospital 4 days ago, the doctors gave her some meds.

Today dadaa is hosting a family reunion, and when I say reunion I mean for Sabrina, a welcome to the family I guess

I stood in my childhood bedroom, surrounded by memories and faded photographs, I couldn't help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me.

My beloved, wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close as I gazed out the window.

"Hard to believe it's been three years since you left for uni, huh" Abba whispered, his breath tickling my ear.

I nodded, my mind racing with memories of the past. Three years ago, I'd left this very room, eager to start a new chapter in my life. And now, here I was, back in this same room, but with a new title: wife. Wai me? As a wife lol.

Its still hard to believe that I got married two weeks ago and I'm in my childhood bedroom in the arms of my husband. The same room I use to fantasise about BTS.

"I wonder what suga is up to" I mumbled

"killa ma yana can yana kashi (maybe he is pooping)" Abba said chuckling, I turned and pinched his bicep trying my best not to chuckle

"What? Toh karya ne(is it a lie)? Doesn't he poo ne?" He laughed again rubbing his bicep with his left hand while the one that was pinched remained on my waist

"Ewww please stop" I laughed "I don't want to imagine him on a toilet!" I said shaking my head but alas the thoughts are already generating

"Hayaatiiiii" I whined stomping my feet lightly before placing my head on his chest

"Wifeeeeeeeeeee" He copied

"You see what you've done ba, I can't get the image out of my head" this is so cringe, God help me

"I know what will" He whispered

"What?" I asked innocently, looking up at Abba with curiosity

He smiled mischievously and swooped me up, lifting me off the ground. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he held me close

"Hayaati!" I giggled, feeling a flutter in my chest

He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "You'll see," he whispered, his voice low and husky

Abba's lips crashed against mine, sending shivers down my spine. I giggled, trying to push him away.

"Hayaati, stop! Maami and dadaa are downstairs!" I whispered, my cheeks flushing as I tried taming my wildy beating heart

He grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I know," he whispered back, "but I couldn't resist. You do know that you're irresistible right" He winked

I playfully rolled my eyes, feeling a flutter in my chest

"You're impossible" I said caressing his cheeks

"That's why you love me"Abba chuckled, gently setting me back on my feet

I smiled, feeling my heart skip a beat

"Maybe" I said, trying to sound nonchalant

"Maybe? Maybe kika ce koh (you just said maybe right)" He asked raising a brow

"Eh" I giggled wrapping my arms around his neck

"Let's change that pretty mind of yours" He picked me up again, bridal style and gently set me on the bed