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Amir's POV

"Zarah!" I panicked turning to see her falling to the ground, I ran swiftly to pick her and put her on the bed slightly shaking her then i got up and walked to the fridge to get water after checking for a pulse. After reviving her I went to look for my phone to call the doctor who came 20 minutes later.

"Mr Amir your wife is okay now and hopefully would be better with maximum bed rest and a cut down on her salt and soda because from what I checked her blood pressure is high so I would prescribe some drugs to help with her lack of sleep as she complained." He said walking out of the door with me following behind and stopping by his car to pass me a paper of prescribed drugs tapping my shoulder gently and driving out of the house. I returned to the room to meet Zarah who layed in bed with her eyes closed but evidently not asleep.

"Ya Albi you know you shouldn't stress yourself so why stress yourself out to a point that you pass out." I asked sitting down on the bed next to her resting figure.

"Ya Amar it's all your fault you know, you made me have sleepless nights when you refuse to even look my way, I mean what kind of wife would I be if I wasn't bothered by my husband's anger." She replied turning so her back was facing me while faking a frown.

"Albiiii" I said stressing on her nickname that I call her which means 'my heart' in Arabic while she returned the gesture by doing the same to my nickname that she calls me which means 'my moon' making us both chuckle at it. I stood up to go change my clothes leaving her still on the bed but not after placing a kiss on her forehead.

I came out dressed in a black wife beater too and shorts while I brought a tank top and sweatpants for Zarah to wear, I helped her up because she seemed really weak and energy drained. After helping her out on her clothes we both went downstairs because I offered to cook while she kept mocking me that I was going to turn the kitchen into a mess and cook nonsense.

"Are you daring?" I asked smirking at the thought of how her face would drop when I came out with the food.

"It's not a dare if you can't do it, I mean I know you don't even know how a bad cooker works" she said settling down on the couch while picking up the remote and turning the tv on while i stood beside her with my arms crossed against my chest looking at my wife and then the tv because I saw her change it to Disney Channel where Austin and ally was playing, I know this because farida's kids Jamil and Bilal always watch it whenever they come around.

I left her with the tv and went into the kitchen where it took me about ten minutes to figure out what to cook and about an hour and half to cook and half an hour to clean up before serving our food and taking it to my queen in the parlour. At first when she saw me coming she laughed at what she said would be a disaster but that smile was replaced by surprise when she opened the first plate where the spagetti was, the second where the well sauced peppered chicken was, the third where the fish stew was and finally the last when a chocolate cake was.

"You made these?" She asked still looking dumb founder.

"Yeah, I know i did a horrible job" I said smirking at her.

"Well it might look good but does it taste good?" She asked now smiling at me.

"Take a bite" I offered passing her a fork.

After taking a bite she looking at me and just turned back to eating which I joined her in. After the meal we both day down to keep watching cartoons till she asked me how I learnt cooking and I told her the story of how I loved joining my mum in the kitchen and all, a while later she fell asleep in my arms so I switched off the tv and carried her bridal style to the room and switched off the lights too.