Nikkah With My Roommate

I'm Homeless (9)

Jacob's POV

I texted Amelia to come over. I race to the door expecting her and press allow on the buttom that allows her to enter. Instead of a model in a mini skirt I stare at the hijabi, Riyah.

'I was kicked out of my house' she tells me as a way of greeting. She is trying so hard to keep in the tears.

'I'm the lucky one that you got kicked out because now I can stare at you all day' I say.She blushes and walks upstairs to the guest room.

'Hey, Riyah.wait!' Damn now she'll think I'm a stalker.She turns around expecting me to disclose more.

'I was at your engagement party and I'm the stranger that saved you in the street.So I know who you are.' I explain. I made her cry. I feel horrible as she releases sob after sob. All the crying I witnessed with women was the 'dont ever leave me' crying. Now this is raw,passionate and it pains me. Without thinking I wrap my arms around her. After five seconds she pulls away and steps back. I'm pretty sure the pain of being rejected is very visible across my face.

'Until..we a-are m.. married we cannot touch' her voice breaks and I want to hug her again.

'Okay, I understand but I'm not a practising muslim' I lie very easily.

'Lets have pizza, veg right?' I ask. She nods heading up to her room. I don't go after her and I can't wait for the day that I can.
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Riyah's POV
It took me forever to stop crying. I don't know why I'm so weak?

I arrive downstairs after thirty minutes and run to the pizza on the dinning table. I've stopped crying but my face is still red. I don't wait for him as I start devouring the food.

'Chill,you little animal. Here is some coke' he pours a glass smiling.By the time he sits down opposite of me I've eaten 2 huge slices. I eat another and he chugs down three with his coke. I grab the last piece and run upstairs.

Finally, catching my breath I break into giggles while Jacob knocks on the door.After knocking 10 times he realises its a lost cause. I text Harrish if hes muslim. He replies instantly yes. Do you have a sister I type he says yes. Awesome. I text them to come over for the nikkah.

I text Jacob 'what time are we getting married'.

'Why don't we talk and not text' he texts evading the question.

'Because I'm not married and the third person is Satan if we are in a room. Look I'm disowned, and I need to 3 witnesses (which I got) but we need a sheyk to officialise our nikkah and sign papers and then we can talk alone'

I answer.'Fine.At 5pm and it will happen here' he replies. I text Harrish to bring his sister and Ziyah to come over for my wedding. Ziyah calls as she sees the message.

'Married! WHAT!' I laugh at her reciting the events my day.

Momentarily, I forget that my parents disowned me.
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Jacob's POV
I call Lily and tell her what happened today. She's shocked,confused and angry. I tell her you can meet Riyah at her break which finally calms her down. I cancel my day at the hospital to plan my wedding.You only get faked married once? Right.

I text Riyah that I'll be picking her up from work. She says 'you dont need too' but I beg to differ. She gives in texting me the address.

*Next Morning*
I ring Riyah to confirm me picking her up. Turns out she left her phone in her bedroom. I knocked and waited for five minutes until I walked in. Another call comes from a women named Ziyah aka the best sister ever. I pick up and wait.