Loving You

Chapter 23 - After a Stormy Night

Ali's POV
I woke up, feeling sad and alone. I looked at my wife's face, so peaceful and serene as she was sleeping and couldn't believe I caused her so much pain in only the first few days of marriage. I needed to do something to make things better with her. I was determined to be the best man for her because I love her so much , despite what she may think due to recent events. At that moment I received a text from an unknown number:
U better divorce that ugly, lame retarded b*tch and marry me before things get nasty for both of you. You wouldn't want me to do anything I'll regret now would ya?
X

I couldn't believe the lengths Saima would go to hurt both of us just to get what she wants.
Against my better judgment, I texted her back:
Enough is enough, Saima! I hate you so much. I really don't care what you think or say to me, I don't give a damn. Even at the shopping centre food Court, when you were screaming at me, I thought you were just very upset. But You have already disrespected my wife and hurt her. You have made me sink in her eyes. Now if you dare continue to contact me or threaten us ever again, I really won't hesitate to contact the police against you. Or better yet, call your parents who will be very disappointed and angry with their daughter. If you even ever try to harm a single hair on my wife's head, I will definitely make sure you are ruined.

I then quickly blocked her. I looked at my wife and gazed at her sleeping peacefully. I decided not to disturb her and I went for a quick shower before getting dressed. I decided to wear a smart button up shirt and some brown trousers with formal shoes. I realised how unprepared we were for our honeymoon which we were going to be leaving for today. I wanted it to be a nice surprise for Zahra, especially given our recent tensions and so, I decided I would tell her I was busy with work in order to finish the final preparations for the trip.

Zahra's P.O.V
I woke up and expected to feel my husband's arms around my waist, his warm breath tickling me. I was craving his loving touch that sent electricity up my spine, his affectionate words in such soothing tones whispered in my ear, his smile that lit up my world. But to my disappointment, as I slowly opened my eyes, I saw he was not there. I began to panic, thinking that maybe, despite what he had said last night, he had left me.

Then the bedroom door slowly opened and Ali came in, looking really good. "Good morning Zahra." "Good morning Ali." "How are you?" "I'm ok. What about you?" "Yeah I'm ok. Listen, I have to go to work but I'll see you in an hour or so. I'll ask my little sister to bring you some breakfast. Please be ready by 12:30. Is there anything you need before I go?" "No I should be okay. " " Ok Bye."

My mouth was dry and it was like I couldn't physically open my lips to tell him that I wanted to talk to him about last night, how I wanted us to be able to move forward together, how much I love him. After our marriage, I had never  acted shy around him and even on our wedding night, I had far too much to say. Yet I didn't know how to find the right words and express my feelings in the right way. And before I could talk to him, say another word, he was gone.

I was worried about him and the way we left things. I was also devastated that we had not been married for very long yet we have managed to unveil secrets, have an argument and as of yesterday afternoon, not even touch each other, when mere hours before, we were so happy going crazy together , craving more of each other's touch. These emotions caused tears to flow down my face in the sadness that I might have lost my husband to my jealousy, to his past, to him wanting to be with his ex girlfriend now after our recent argument and him thinking that I was pushing him away or that I didn't want him anymore. Maybe that's where he had gone now, to meet with Saima. Maybe he had lied to me and they had done it together. Maybe that's what they had planned to do now. I buried my face in his pillow, inhaling his scent in between sobs and whimpered.