She is lonely even if she is surrounded between her family.
He is arrogant but will this change with time?
She is cute.
She is nice.
She is mysterious.
He is rich.
He is handsome.
He is arrogant.
They both wanted to choose their half of their deen...
During the trip Zaky was on his phone and then he closed his eyes. I did cry but I did not let Zaky knew about it. Moreover I was veiled so he did not saw me.
Then I was looking outside, forgetting about my worries.
When we arrived at his place the gate opened. My eyes were wide opened. What a view? Ya Allah.I am alive or I am already dead and I am entering Paradise. I think that I am dreaming.
Zaky got out of the Range Rover, I got the answer that I should got out so I did same.
The Range Rover continued his way to the garage. It was already 9 o'clock when we arrived. For the first time I was alone with him.
My gaze fell on Zaky, I was shocked by seeing him. I looked at him with wide eyes. He was dressed in a Silver suit. I couldn't moved my eyes. After all he was halal for me.
'' What?'' He said annoyed.
'' Nothing.'' I said.
He walked on the alley so I followed him.
We arrived at the huge house he opened the door and we entered. He went to the living room and he was using his phone. I was surprised by the house. I was looking everywhere.When we were in the living room I could see the dining room too.
What a huge house. Oh my heart what is happening to me I am dreaming?
'' I will show you the room. '' he said irritated. I was surprised. I walked behind him. We went upstairs, we walked a lot I could not stand on my feet anymore. He opened the doors then we entered the room.
'' Masha Allah!'' I whispered when I saw the beautiful bedroom.
He sat on the bed. He was tired. I understand him because today was a bit hectic. I explained to myself that I had no choice so I must try to act like a wife towards Zaky. I removed my niqab and my abaya.
He was looking at me I am sure, I was not looking at him but I knew that there was eyes on me. Oh Allah what should I do. I looked at him.
'' Someone told you about the colour of my suit?'' He said confusedly.
'' No. Why would someone told me.'' I said.
'' Because my mom knew that I was not happy of the idea of getting married so she made up all of these, she told you about my favorite colour.'' He said angrily.
'' What you were not happy of this idea?'' I was shocked.
'' About colour I like silver so much, so I already put in my mind that the day I will get married I will wear a silver dress.'' I did not let him talk. I was very furious at this moment. He did not have the right to talk to me like this.
'' Forget about it. I am really tired so stop with your lecture.'' He said furiously.
I felt like my cheeks was wet. I started crying. I hate this about me but I can't do anything about this, when I got scolded by someone the only way to comfort myself was crying. My family was always laughing at me because I was emotional. I tried many times to control myself from crying but it was difficult. The person who understand me was Aisha, she was like me.
'' Stop with your baby cry and go to the bathroom.'' He said.
I went to the bathroom to wash my face.
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I was fascinated by the bathroom. Masha Allah. His house was great. Even if he act rude with me he told me to come in the bathroom.
Only Allah know what is good for me and what is bad so I put my trust in Him.
