When something bad happens, something good happens in return because no matter what you do somebody is looking out for you and you never know who that could be.
Samairah
"Even I sat at the balcony i could feel the blazing of the sun..... Gradually the season is changing so is my life..... "
As the days flew with a blink of an eye, my days were mostly preoccupied attending to to mine and Zaid's friends.... We must a times don't even have time for each other, but that never stop him from asking how my day went even when he knows how exactly..... I smiled at his antics, we talked at night with him doing most of the talking and he never failed to kiss my forehead or cheeks before retiring for the day..... That always leaves a jittery feelings at the pit of my stomach.....
With a heavy heart we boarded the flight, saying another goodbye was hard with all at the verge of tears....
As I sat close to Zaid, he took my hands in his and intertwined it together.... I turned and looked at him surprise but he only shrugged his shoulders and pass me a smile, I roll my eyes and looked out through the window smiling....
I turned again to see him reciting travelers du'a with his lips moving silently, since I was sitting close to him I could hear him.... He blow it on my face and I mutter a Thank you.....
He came a little bit closer and kiss my forehead.....
You are most welcome he said....
The rest of the journey when by in a blur with me sleeping all through....
Samairah wake up, we have arrived.... As first I thought I was dreaming but when I felt a tap on my shoulder I opened my eyes to give the person waking me up from my sweet slumber an ear full when my eyes met his, and for a moment we held each others gaze.....
As we walked out of the airport, we were welcome by a middle age man in his late 50's.....
Sannu madam.... Welcome back sir he greeted.....
Samairah this is Faisal he is the house driver.... Zaid said
Faisal this is my wife Samairah..... Zaid introduced us.....
Salam Faisal, hope you are fine and the family are all good....
Yes they are all pine Alhamdulilah.....
Sir your madam is bery beautipul..... He said
I smiled at him.....
The journey from the airport to the house was nothing short of amazing with Faisal keeping us entertained with his talks....
Zaid house is situated at Maitama according to mummy suhailat, but I was stunned when we stepped into the house, now my home, it was painted milk and golden..... Even the rooms were lavishly furnished, the kitchen was equipped with cooking utensils and food stuffs.... with a mint and orange kitchen cabinet.....
Zaid showed me my room, when I entered I stop short, the room was painted white, with a brown wall to wall wardrobe, three mirrors at each door of the wardrobe..... A milk and brown Kings size bed.... Two sets of purple boxes were arranged at one end of the room, a cushion by the side and a dressing mirror, with lotions perfumes and girly stuffs were arranged elegantly.....
Zaid peeked into the room....
Hope you like it? He asked.....
I beamed at him are you kidding me? Am in love with it..... I said smiling.....
They family ordered them after the marriage, am glad you like it....
Pray, let me also do so before we go to the restaurant downtown to eat..... He say.....

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RomanceSumaira is an out going girl.... love by all those close to her, She's pamper but respect her elders.... and loves to have fun..... she's bubbling.... only female child in the house... the baby of the house... Zaid is a reserved person, also respect...