Eng.Version - One Moment More

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven – A Serious Turn Of Events

(Ayaat's Pov)

It had been almost two weeks since I recovered from my illness. Atif made me eat three actually no even sometimes four times a day, literally forcing food down my throat giving me no option to eat. He would take care of me so much making me feel like I was a child.

He is so considering of me, he makes me laugh and smile and I don't mean my normal forced ones but actually these smiles and laughs I do them genuinely, for real. He makes me feel wanted, special, like I'm the most valuable person he knows. The first week of my weakness he barely even let me stand alone without him by my side. I've never had anyone so supportive and caring like this.

Nobody in my household would have done this much well actually maybe perhaps my sister might have. Thinking of my sister I remembered I had a task to do which my father assigned me. Even though I'm caught up with this new married life of mine I cannot forget and will never forget my father's death threats. They always haunt me and remind me that I'm here for a reason.

I felt like I was betraying Atif, I want to tell him the truth, all of it, every little thing. I want him to know everything but I know that it probably isn't the right decision to tell him. Atif is a wonderful man but I don't think I have the courage to open up to him about myself. He's asked me questions regarding my past but all the time I dumb it down acting like he never said anything, changing the topic or answering with a lie. It's not that I don't trust him, I do but I'm afraid of the outcome. If my father finds out that I told Atif the truth then he will not destroy my sister and me but perhaps even hurt Atif, I couldn't do that, I cannot risk the lives of these two important people I know. I don't know how long I can keep doing this but I cannot put anyone's life in danger either.

I sighed and I went into the room to see Atif on his laptop seriously reading something. I walked up to him and took a seat near him. I thought if I should speak to him now or not?

"Atif" I called getting his attention.

"Yes Ayaat," he said looking up from his laptop smirking.

"Umm what happened, why are you looking at me like that?" I asked strangely looking at his expression

"Because my beautiful wife has spoken my name for the very first time, and whilst saying my name you sounded very cute," he said grinning

I felt my face heating up, I'm sure I was blushing.

"So my dear wife, what is it?" he asked with a cheeky grin

I'm sure he was enjoying this. I felt embarrassed.

"Uhhh, nothing," I stumbled saying and stood up to leave the room but before I could take one step away I felt him grasp my hand pulling me back to sit on the bed.

"What is it, tell me?" he asked seriously wiping the grin off his face.