I'd just like to share this little quote that I read the other day.
"When you tell a guy that you have a boyfriend, he doesn't back off because he respects you, he backs off because of that guy"
It just made me think how helpless girls are in the real world - I know that shouldn't be but unfortunately, one of the most difficult thing in this world for women is to make men respect them and their beliefs. And my uni journey is just proving how difficult it is ( Self Publicity Warning! Please have a look at UniDiaries...I really need some votes & comments)
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This probably has to be my most requested update! So here you go!
Guys, could you appreciate the fact that this is probably my second longest chapter (which is still too short considering how much other writers write) haha!
Also I'm in a very strange mood so apologies if Aisha's character seems out of place.
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Recap
Aisha's POV
Another knock on the door broke the sensitivity of the moment between us. I tried walking towards the door but couldn't as Zain was still holding my hands. He untangled our hands and tossed a smile. The security hole on the door showed a different picture all together. In a moment of rush, I tried to think of ways to hide Zain.
"Just go in the bathroom!" I pushed him, "I'll tell you when you have to can come out."
"Aisha, what are doing? They'll have to find one day that we're married." - Zain had no idea of the complexities in my life, for him everything was simpler.
"Zain, just go. Please!"
"Okay, just this once! I won't do it next time!" He warned as I closed the bathroom door. Somehow, he was easier to handle today than usual.
"Open the door dear! Otherwise, I have the keys to the room as well!" The familiar voice reminded me.
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I twisted the door knob and saw him. He eyes showed a strange spark that I instantly regretted noticing.
"Yes?" I responded - I stood there blocking the door.
"Well, I need to keep my luggage in my room" - He spoke as he laid extra emphasis on 'My'
"This is not your room...."
"Oh yes my dear, It's OUR room!"
"Fahad, we've spoken about this already." I tried closing the door but he extended his arm to stop it.
He walked in the room and closed the door behind him. I took a couple of steps back as I prayed that Zain stayed in the bathroom in silence.
"So, I've heard your husband's here too? What's his name?"
I sighed in relief. The fact that he had didn't even know Zain's name meant that it would be near to impossible for Fahad to find him. "He's not here."
"Really? That's good then. Isn't it?" - My heart filled with panic as he took a couple of steps towards me.
I moved as far back as I could until my back touched the wall. He was still moving forward until there was only a couple of inches between us.
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