Her Hidden Lies

7: Married.

Abdulrazaq's POV.

The music was hella loud.
I could barely make out what Aisha was saying.
All I could hear was Pretty. Nice. Friend. Ahmed. Laughing.

I knew one thing for sure, she was excited. I was too but it isn't how I imagined my wedding to be. Yes there's my mum, Humaira, my friends, music and all that but i never though it'd be the person next to me, she's not the person I wanted by my side.

The one girl I gave my heart to cheated on me with Umar. She never apologized and maybe that's why I never forgave her.

Aisha is great, beautiful, understanding and compassionate but she's just not for me. We don't really see eye to eye in a lot of things, which I have to admit is a turn off for me.

"Let's go, they're calling for us" she says giving me her hand.

I hold onto it as we make our way to the dance floor. People sprayed us with money and danced around us.

She might not be my ideal type but she looked stunning, that much I know.
I smile.
But internally all of this would just be over. I hate pretending and I was exhausted of keeping up this clown act.

Finally after the dancing, speeches, pictures and all the night came to an end. It was time for us to make our way to our new home.

It was at that moment I felt trapped.
Like I was about to be locked up.
Like k was tied up.
I wanted this too, I was okay with all this so this feeling made me feel uneasy. I just hope this isn't something I'd come to regret.

•

I yawn, waking up.
Aisha slept peacefully next to me.

This is it.
This is really it.
There's no going back.

I slowly get up and make my way out, I went to my bedroom and laid down staring at the ceiling.
I really hope this is the beginning of something better.

After a while I got up, washed up and came out.
Surprisingly Aisha was already up, she made the bed already.
I hear the shower running in the bathroom as she left the bathroom door wide open.

I know after last night and as her husband I don't need to feel this way but I keep feeling like I'm invading her privacy and I really don't want to do that so I decided to go take a bath as well.

•

I was lying down on the couch when Aisha comes in.
I sit up looking at her "You okay?"

"That's what I came to ask you. You looked disturbed".

She looked bothered and I really didn't want to be that guy that decides to show his true colors after getting married.

I smile "How can you call this face disturbed? Or is my smile just ugly?" I ask jokingly.
"No, not really" she says sounding unconvinced.

"Come on Aisha. Who wouldn't be happy? I really am and I want you to know that.
She looks at me unsure.
I get to my feet and clasps her hands "I'm very happy and I'm also the luckiest man alive".

She smiles "Okay, if you say so. But I really don't like seeing you with that frown on your face"

I place my right hand on my chest and raise my left in the air "Never again, I promise"
She hugs me "Thank you".

•

I huff coming out of the car.
Back to work immediately after getting married, it wasn't the plan but I was needed urgently.

I'm a doctor.
I know it wasn't expected but I am.
And at the same time I help Uncle Bashir run my late father's business.

So I was always busy.
Abba and I would argue to no end when my career path was brought up, he wanted me to take over and I just wanted to be a doctor and now I'm both anyone and honestly, I enjoy it.

I did what I had and to do and immediately made my way back home.
I met Aisha seated on a chair outside on the porch.

"You're back early" she says walking over, holding my car door.

I come out smiling "Yeah I know, I just left to schedule a surgery and sort out a few things"
She nods.

I close the door and lean on the car.
"You good?" She asks.

I smile "You ask that all the time"
She nods "I know, I just want to know if I'm doing it right"
"What taking care of me? Because I'm feeling like a child already"

She shakes her head giggling "No, I mean this wife thing so I want to know and make sure I'm doing it right"
"Come over" I say pulling her hand. I pull her and lean her on my body, putting my hands around her waist.

"No one can figure this whole husband and wife things in just a few days because it's a new role and that's okay because no one is perfect. I'm not perfect either and sometimes I sit and think about the things I'm doing and I wonder if it's husband enough. If I'm doing it right or making you happy. You don't need to stress and force yourself because you're doing a great job and it'll come on it's own, okay? I don't want you thinking you're not good enough because you see me frowning, I'm just a dull person"

She smiles "Well, not really?"
I couldn't help but laugh "That means you partially agree"

She smiles but says nothing.
"What's it like being a doctor?" She asks absentmindedly.

"Uhh—I guess it's fulfilling knowing that you're helping people. Saving them. I know if I don't do it someone else will but knowing you can help us gratifying. And I thank God because at the end of the day it wouldn't be successful without him, I'm just a tool at the end of the day".

"A tool?"
I nod "Yes. To make sure they survive at least those whose time isn't up yet"

She smiles "It does sound fulfilling but isn't it scary, seeing all that blood and actually knowing one mistake can just—you can't afford messing up?"
"The blood isn't scary but the moment you give into your fear you're bound to make mistakes. I only focus on what I have to do and nothing else"

She smiles.
"Why are you so into it all of a sudden?"
"Well, my dad was a doctor too, a surgeon as well. When I was younger it always intrigued me and whenever he explained I hardly ever understood what he was saying—" she giggles "—I was a bit of a slow child so I thought eventually when I grow I'd ask him and maybe then I'd understand but I lost him before I could. And I never asked anyone else so I got curious hearing you talk about it".

I give her a peck on the cheek "And now you're married to a surgeon, the irony"
She laughs "Seriously".

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