Loving You

Chapter 10 - Pizza on our Wedding Night

I sat myself up and Ali reached for the phone before asking me "my princess I am feeling a little hungry, would you like some room service?" "Yes please." "Would you like some pizza?" I nodded before I quickly threw on a headscarf and my robe and pulled the covers up to my waist. He smiled gently at me, his religious bride. I smiled back. He made the phone call on the hotel's telephone , ordering a halal chicken pizza with no veg and a cheesy stuffed crust just how I like it, a bottle of  Coke, garlic bread and a box of chocolates.

"Darling you know, the hijab suits you." "Thank you." I kissed his cheek. "But my love you know I am not ready to have you away from my arms." He kissed me passionately, gently pulling me down into his chest. We both began laughing and shared yet another kiss . Suddenly we heard a faint knock but Ali quickly called out "just a minute." He looked at me and said "my princess is it ok if I go and open the door?" I nod my head as I get up off of him and Ali gets up out of our double bed and walks to the door but I get shy at the thought of the waiter seeing me in such private clothes. At first I think he won't notice as I'm in the covers but then as the waiter arrives with our food carefully presented he peers into the room so I hide myself under the covers since I'm small enough to physically fit underneath them.
Ali's PoV:
"Just you sir?" The waiter sniggered as he looked at me curiously due to my small black beard and I'm assuming he noticed Zahra before she disappeared into the sheets.  I noticed but I tried to engage in some small talk as he cut the pizza and garlic bread up, putting it into plates with an equal amount on each. He then poured the same amount of Coke into 2 champagne glasses and opened the box of exquisite chocolates, presenting them before us. He then left with his payment.

Waiters PoV:
The woman in that room was so tiny and she seemed so innocent. I feel sorry for the poor young man who has obviously been roped into an arranged marriage situation otherwise no one would choose her. He probably needs something stronger than Coke. Also why did she hide? Honestly Muslims are confusing!

Zahra's PoV
I felt him sit down next to the lump that was me underneath the covers as hands suddenly reached and tickled me where he guessed my tummy would've been. I giggle hysterically as I eventually wriggle out gasping for breath. As i can talk again I say pondering"I wonder what he must  be thinking about us. A Muslim man and woman lying in bed together  in such casual clothes? Kissing? " "Because this is a honeymoon suite, He probably thinks they are newly married and are here having a nice time together. Besides, I'm sure he didn't see anything but if so I don't care what he thinks about you or me or us. I know that you are my wife and you know that I am your husband. That's all that matters my love."

I sat up and so did Ali. I was about to take my robe off when I felt Ali's hands on my shoulder. "Please allow me, Habibti." He unwrapped my scarf, taking it off and stroked my hair before putting some hair behind my ear. He then proceeded to take my robe off. Once it was off, we started eating and talking and laughing. "Ali, you have something on your face. Here, let me." I said, getting my handkerchief and dabbing at Ali's chin. My hand stroked his cheek gently and we began kissing again. "You know just feeling your sweet little fingers on my face is amazing. And your lips are the only things I need to keep me alive, my angel."
Glossary:
Hijab - Covering used by Muslim women. It covers the hair, the ears, the neck, chest and breasts.
Habibti- My love in Arabic.