Yashal's POV-;
Uff he looks so hot when he's angry…
Hahaha stupid me..
I was sitting in the shade of a university tree, thinking about what had happened a few days ago, writing and smiling. My copy was incomplete without my truth. The air was cool and I had free time. I missed my husband. At first, I thought I should call him to annoy him, but then I thought I'd leave him today. He has a lot of work to do in the office. I'll see him when I get home.
So I was saying that I was laughing and blushing thinking about the incident a few days ago when he said, "Step inside… and I’ll make you regret those words." I thought he would get angry, but I would either convince him or not take the pills. But he was really angry,
I can't write all that in my diary because now he also reads my books, sometimes. If he finds out that I write all this, he might call me a smut writer. Hahaha
But this much disclosure is enough for my diary. He was expressing love in a very angry way, and when he woke up in the morning, he asked me, "If you can't handle me, how will you handle my child?”I had my face hidden in the pillow, so I replied with that same hidden face,
"You can't do anything to stop me from wanting a child."
“ This is not possible right now, I will force you to take pills. And don't be too smart with me; a child is always born according to the will of the husband and wife; if you go against my will, it's a sin, and you will be found guilty.”
I shook my legs all over the bed like a child and punched and kicked all over the bed in anger; my whole body started to ache; there were marks on my neck, marks on my face, and all my hair was scattered. I got up and went to the bathroom. I pulled my face out of the pillow and secretly watched him leave. I saw him pull his face out of the bathroom door, looking at me with a meaningful smile. I quickly covered my face.
I hate him ughhh…
I was so obsessed with having a baby that I used to spend the whole day watching tips on TV and mobile on how to be a good mother and practicing. I hid this from Taemoor.
One day, he caught me, and we had an argument over this.
“Yashal, you are so innocent,”
“You can't change my desire even with my praise and care.”
“I can't see you in pain, baby; you watch tips on becoming a mother; have you ever seen the process of becoming a mother? This will be painful. Sweetheart” He cupped my cheeks, so lovingly, I felt a little bad for going against him, but I won't change my mind,
“And girls younger than me have given birth to many children. What about those”
“They don't have a worried husband like me, do they? They consider their wives to be baby-making machines, and I can't stand to see you in even the slightest pain.”
“So we won't have a child?”
“It will happen but after some time”
“How long after?”
“For… maybe two to three years”
I threw his hands away from my cheeks and looked at him in anger
"No, I want a child within a year and that's final”
“I won't let this happen for a few years either and this is the final”
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“What happened? Why do both of you look upset?” Khala saw our sad faces at the dining table and asked, Saif and Uncle also looked at us, meaning we came into their eyes. I looked at Taemoor,
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