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Chapter Two

                 

Chapter Two – Introductions

I sat upon the heart shaped roses that lay upon the bed cuddling my knees to my chest and wishing this night could just come to an end. I heard the door open and I bit my lip looking down. I could feel I was heating up, scared of what might happen. I felt someone sit on the bed as I pressed my lips together.

"We have not been properly introduced, the wedding and everything happened to quick for any introductions. I think well before we you know act like a proper couple, I believe that we should well get to know each other."

I looked up and met his eyes and he smiled bringing forth his hand "I'm Atif."

I smiled back and shook his hand replying "Ayaat."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," he spoke shaking my hand

"You too," I replied.

He let go and told me to get changed as the bridal dress was too heavy to sleep in.

I nodded; I couldn't agree more, it was so heavy!

I slowly moved off the bed and towards the dressing table.

I looked at my reflection and the girl that reflected in front of me was a brand new person. I hadn't seen myself throughout the whole night I was quite mesmerized of how beautifully my sister decorated me. With the thought of my sister made me sigh, I couldn't believe I was married. I started to remove my veil but there were so many pins attached to my head it was so hard to even see what I was doing. Atif could see my struggle and he stood up and walked up to me, without saying a word he helped me out of my veil and jewellery. He turned me around and was looking deep into me, I raised my hand to undo the bun on my head but before I could do it, he did it for me which let down my long thick black hair down.

I saw his eyes widen as he just stared at me from head to toe.

I swallowed in and he wrapped his hands around me.

My heart began beating too fast at this point of time thinking about what might happen next

Within moments he let go and he was holding a big pin that I remembered my sister placing at the back of my dress to hold my veil and shirt together.

He placed it on the table and turned towards me and spoke "you can change peacefully; your clothes are already in the closet."

With that he turned and left the room.

I let out the big breath of air I was holding onto and walked towards the closet to take out a shalwar kameez (top with baggy pants) to sleep in. I quickly changed and walked into the bathroom to remove all the makeup off my face. After finishing I came outside to see that Atif had still not returned but I was too tired so I sat on the bed and within moments darkness took possession of me as I fell asleep with my head rested against the bed head.

(Atif's Pov)

Ayaat is so beautiful, her long thick black her, her beautiful eyes, lips, figure and literally everything about her is so perfect. Her voice is so sweet and calming and her smile is so warm.

I knew today was not the right time to touch her and neither did I think she was ready. I didn't want to scare her. I want her to be comfortable with me, with this new life.

I know how hard it is for a girl to adjust into their new life, I remember my older sister and how she got married.

I'm sure Ayaat misses her home and family just like my sister did when she got married.

I want to get to know her first. Everything, every little thing I wanted to know. 

I walked back inside the room to find her sleeping, her head rested on the bed head. She must have been exhausted and tired that she fell asleep so fast. I walked up towards her and slowly placed my hand at her back and the under her legs, lifting her up and placing her down onto the pillow. I put the blanket upon her and just patted her hair.

She was just so beautiful even when asleep.

I got up and quickly changed into a pair of pants and remaining topless as that was how I slept.  I slid into bed and was about to fall asleep when Ayaat shifted around and she placed her hand onto my waist. I gasped at first, feeling the heat of her hand against my skin. I looked down at her she was still asleep and this time there was a smile placed upon her lips, she must be having a good dream. I smiled to myself and moved a little closer to her as she tightened her grip around me, it was strange but it felt so right, so perfect. I slowly placed my hand around her waist and the realization hit me, I was no longer a bachelor.

I was married, married with a beautiful girl who lay in front of me.

I was excited for this new adventure, for our new adventure.

I couldn't wait to see what tomorrow will bring.

I held on to Ayaat and she moved closer, I could feel her soft breath against my skin, it felt great.

I closed my eyes enjoying this moment and allowing the darkness to take over me and my body.

***

I shifted in bed trying to reach for her touch but I felt the bed being empty. My eyes opened and I searched around the room for Ayaat. The bathroom light was closed so she wasn't in there. I got out of bed and walked out. Where did she go, it's only 4am. 

At the end of the hallway I saw the lights open so I walked up to the room and looked inside to see. I could see her reflection from the mirror on the side.

Ayaat on the prayer mat, her body down doing the sajda (bowing on floor), I couldn't have been a more happier man right now, I could see my newly wife praying Fajr (morning) prayer.

I was about to turn around and leave when I heard a sob. At first I thought I imagined it but then it grew more sobs.

Ayaat raised her body off the ground and sat up putting her hands into dua (prayer) position.

I looked at mirror as I realized she was crying, her face and eyes red and swollen.

Why was she crying?

Had I done something wrong? 

"Ya Allah, you have given me so much patience, in these many years, I am so grateful of you. I ask for a little more patience. She is my life, if something happens to my life, I really do not care as I have no regret but if something happens to her I'll never forgive myself, save her, Allah, please keep her away from all the evilness of life, please keep your prayers with her always keeping her safe."

Who was she talking about I wondered?

She hiccupped and continued "I don't know if I made the right decision or not but Allah please help me, I'm helpless, I don't know anything. And right now I know you are the only one that can help me, you only can show the right pathway and I do not want to fall weak. I do not want to go back there but I don't know if I can live without her. Allah, I plead you, keep her safe, keep her happy. Please accept my prayers. Ameen. In Sha Allah."

She was placing her hands onto her face and that when I realized I should head back so quickly, I don't think I should be seen right now so I headed back into the room and on the bed. I wanted to know what exactly she meant by all of that.

I had so many questions that were lurking in my mind.

What's going on?     

I needed answers, but how, how could I get them I wondered.