Deadly Stalker

Chapter XVI: Sugars Can Really Make You Fat

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I had never smiled so much as I had today.

Why?

Because people wanted to know if the new bride was happy or not. As if they will come to help if she is not happy. Their only business is to spread rumours and gossip about them. Not that I care. I don't have any problem with my wedding and I am happy with it. I have such good in-laws and my husband is more than good. What do I need more? Absolutely nothing except peace. I want peace within my self and my surrounding. But I think I will have to sacrifice many things for that particular peace.

I was so happy to meet my friends, it felt like it had been ages. They had looked at me as if I had grown two heads. My family was worse than that. Mama had touched my cheeks and breathed out telling me 'I was ok'. As if I won't be. I had to literally stop myself to roll my eyes because the people were watching us.

There wasn't any gender separation for the Walima because only close friends and family were invited. So that meant Zaid was beside the whole time. Not that I minded anything but I felt a little uncomfortable when he went to meet his friends and I had to tag along because no one was there beside me. He insisted that I sit on the sofa kept at the far end of the hall especially for the bride and groom. But I declined because it would be very odd for the bride to sit alone.

"You didn't eat anything." Zaid whispered in my ears, bringing me out of my thoughts. I sighed internally and turned to face him.

"I am full." I replied with a smile. He smiled back in return.

We were sitting at the dining table after everyone had finished eating. It was only my family and Zaid's family. The guests slowly started going back to their homes after bidding good-bye to me. Only my friends and family had stayed back. We completed the dinner and started making our way towards the exit. It took an hour after we reached the exit to get out of the hotel.

Arabs and their goodbyes.

Once again Zaid helped me get in the car and started the ignition once he was seated in inside.

"That went..... good than expected." He said while reversing the car out of the gates. I replied a small yes and start playing with the rings on my fingers. Somewhere deep inside I was feeling secure. I noticed that whenever Zaid was around me this feeling surfaced from the bottom, it helped to look beyond my insecurities and also helped me to trust him.

I looked outside the window, staring at the trees and cars zooming past us. As much as I remember from the last night this wasn't the route to our home. He might be taking a short cut, who knows. Forcing my eye lids to open, I turned towards Zaid and asked him,

"Where are we going?"

"That's a surprise."

Hearing the magic word, all my sleepiness goes away in a wink, and I sit upright. I try to calm down but my patience level being zero, I blurt out,

"Just a simple hint? Please?" I try to coax him in telling me about it. But no avail. I tried making the best puppy face possible to which he unexpectedly says 'fine'.

"The surprise is there is no surprise." He chuckles and then continues, "I just told that so that you won't sleep." He smirks and turns to look towards the door. I glare at him before letting out an audible huff and folding my hands over my chest.

I am sad.

I continue throwing irritated glances at Zaid who in turn just smirks resulting in getting irritated again.