She found me and I found Allah

Chapter 4

To say I was scared was an understatement. There were less than twenty-four hours before I would be a married man. I was a very lucky man indeed. I was finally going to get married to the woman I was engaged to, two months back. These two months passed too quickly. One day I was a single man, dreaming about her and the next, Im getting married to her. I still felt in a daze. Thought it was still a dream.

   "Ali, are you done yet?" My mom popped her head in my room taking me out of my thoughts.    

  "Almost done." I tell her, looking at her fondly. She was basically the one who made this day come. If it hadn't been for her, I would have never met Aliya and be standing in front of the mirror right now, getting ready to bring my bride home.

                     She was breathtaking. I couldn't stop looking at her when she was walking towards me. Our relationship was now halal and permeable. I could look at her whenever I wanted, however I wanted and no one could stop me. My Allah gave me this right and no one could take that away from me except him.  As she approached  me, I held my hand out for her to hold. She looked into my eyes for a nanosecond and I swear I saw her blush and smile. At that moment I felt like I had achieved everything I ever wanted in life. Before today I had felt useless but she gave me another purpose in life. She had given me her heart, trust and herself. She had the trust in me to protect her from all the evil  and that thought alone sent shivers down my spine. This was one hard job, but I knew we would grow old together and make it through life together,       In Shaa Allah. For now, I put all these thoughts at the back of my mind and looked at my wife. Looking at her made me realise how much I had to be thankful for in life. I loved her even more with the passing of every second and all I kept telling myself how I was the luckiest man on earth and this was the night that would be the most memorable one. I smiled at her and decided to enjoy the rest of the night. After all, it was my wedding and it was a one time occasion only.

                      It was probably one of the things I had longed to hear since this function started; My mama telling me that it was time to go home!  Yes I was tired and all I wanted to do was get home and take my wifey home as well.  After all what kind of man would leave their bride and just run off? Im sure none, unless obviously you knowww. 

"Ali, what are you thinking? Why aren't you getting up to go home? I've been standing here for the past two minutes trying to get your attention." She said scowling. And all I could do was smile at her sweetly and say nothing because I heard a giggle from my side and ofcourse, it was my dearest wife laughing at me. And I would get scolded all the time if I could only to hear her beautiful laugh travelling to my ears through these particles in the air.
                            I was standing outside my room now. No actually scratch that. Its our room now that she is here. And the taste of the word our on my tongue seems amazing because this woman waiting for me inside the room is incredible. To say i was nervous was nothing because what I felt now is nothing compared to what I felt before the wedding. I took a deep breath and opened the door of the room. I felt like I stopped breathing. My wish was finally fulfilled. She was a part of my life and was written in my fate. I smiled and walked into the room and if there was a word that could describe the extent of happiness I felt, I would definately use it. She didn't just make me smile wider; she also made my room better with her being there. Just by looking at her, I knew she had me wrapped around her finger and I would do anything for her.
"You look beautiful." I said as I sat on the bed.
"You don't look too bad yourself." She replies smiling to herself.
"Umm well.."
"What is it?" She asked.
"Well I don't know whether you'll like it but I bought you this." I said as I handed her the necklace. It had a heart pendent and on the heart it said 'yours'. She gasped as she looked at the silver, petite thing in her hand and with tears in her eyes, whispered, "This is so pretty Ma Sha Allah. I love it. Thankyou."
"Its not as pretty as you." I told her as she admired the necklace.
"Your room is pretty as well." She said in an attempt to change the topic.
"Now now come on babe it can't hurt to call your husband handsome you knowww." I said laughing.
"Well it's not my fault that you dont look handsome enough for me to call you that."
"Oh babe, your words wound my heart. Plus I can show you how handsome I am." I said smirking at her and kissing her hand.
"Let's just talk about how beautiful your room is." She said laughing and pushing me back.
"Well first of all, lets clear this. It is our room now. Everything that was once mine is yours now and everything that was yours is mine now. Our soul is one now. Our sorrow and happiness my dear wife are one now and trust me sometimes you'll be annoyed with me and angry but you won't be able to do anything about it because im yours and only yours forever."
"Our room. I would love that ofcourse. And yes it will take time to get used to the changings but I would love to spend my life with you. I don't want to have any fights but I know that is impossible but we will make it through any kinds hardships we are put in." With saying that she looked at me and smiled. It wasn't just any kind of smile; it was a smile that held the honesty that reflected in her eyes and the love she had for me and the things she was expecting from me. And now that she was my responsibility alone, I would make it work no matter what. I would do anything to keep her happy. I would be there for her in her darkest times. And I would love her unconditionally. If there was a word that was used after love, I swear I would have used that instead. And with those promising smiles we just lied down on the bed and talked about anything and everything we could untill exhaustion hit us and we fell into a deep slumber in each others arms.