Ayath Khan ,21 years old ,is the only daughter of one of the country's billionaires but she likes to earn on her own. Not the girl who shows off.
Ahmed Hussein ,24 year old, owns his fathers company after his father retired. He is a every obedient...
The nikkah was over and now I'm sitting next to Ahmed on our way to my house , where we would spend a few hours and then head to Ahmed's for dinner. As soon as we were home , Ahmed and i were told to rest until dinner. i show Ahmed my room and show him the washroom and leave to meet my sister in law. I knocked on her room and Zayed opens the door, I walk into room while he excuses himself and leaves. Haaya bhabi tells me take a seat beside her on the couch. "Ayath, let me make everything clear , marriage is not something small habibthi. Remember marriage is full of sacrifices, patience and love . You might have so many ups and downs but always make sure you both solve it together. Never lose trust habibthi, being less trustworthy would affect the whole relationship. Always voice out what you want , you can't be always thinking that your husband would figure it out , he doesn't mind read now does he?. And Ayath guys have ego bigger than a size of us, don't ever hurt their ego darling. Always be the first one to ask forgiveness and always forgive everything he does. Remember Ayath a guy has locked his desires up for his wife , he might not be able to control himself after he sees his wife so always give him yourself little by little if you can't give him everything." I keep listening ,nodding my head" now off you go to Ahmed " I fake glare at her but side hug and thank for everything. I make my way up to my room and find Ahmed who had Changed his clothes to sweatpants and tshirt was in the my bed using his phone. I go into my closet get some comfortable clothes before heading to the washroom. I walk out with my hijab loosely wrapped around my head , I look at Ahmed dozing off . There is a hour until Maghreb so I decided to lay down as well . I walk towards the bed and fall asleep not before making sure I'm not too near him.
Ahmed's pov:
I don't remember dozing off, but when I wake up I find myself looking at my beautiful wife sleeping beside me. She had changed her clothes to a long tshirt and joggers, a hijab loosely wrapped around her head leaving few strands to fall on her face. I'm moved the hair from her face and gently tucked it behind her ears. I pulled her close to me and decide to sleep when I hear her alarm ringing. I close my eyes and pretend to sleep. She switches the alarm off and try's to get out from my grip but fails. She traces my jawline and eyes thinking I was a sleep . I really wanted her to keep doing it. I could resist the urge to smile, so I smiled while telling her "like what you see, take a picture it lasts longer " she quickly takes her hand off my face and try's to get off the bed looking like a tomato. I let her go , she hurries to the washroom muttering something under her breath.
She walks out of the washroom and gets ready for prayers. "Do you mind if I join you?" I ask her , she replies "I swear I was going to ask you to join me , after Maghreb maybe we can pray sunnah to have a blessed marriage?" She looked adorable saying that, her face turning slightly red and gaze everywhere else except on me. "Sure " I tell her and walk towards the washroom .after I walked out of the washroom I find her reciting the Quran sitting in her prayer mat, she sees me coming and keeps the Quran aside and gets ready for prayers. We prayed Maghreb and sunnah together, I was leading the prayers. I made dua and then turned myself around so I can face her . She was still making dua while silent sobs escaped her mouth . She wiped her tears and looked at me , as if to asks why I was looking at her. I toke her hands and started doing my Zikr on her finger and told her "I want you be next to me in this world and Jannah inshaAllah".She smiled at me and does her zikr on my fingers. The feeling of having your wife next you and pleasing your maker is indescribable.
We hear a knock on the door and I tell Ayath that I'll check . I walk towards the door to find Hamza, I tell him to come in. He walks in and bear hugs his sister and walks towards me and sits on the couch beside me . "Why are you here Hamza ?" Ayath asks to the point. "Why did I ruin your romantic moment ?" I see Ayath's blush make it's way while she just throws the pillow from the bed " it hurts monkey " Ayath just sticks her tongue out at that. I let out a chuckle and Ayath blushes with embarrassment and our eyes lock . " I'm sorry for ruining your moment guys but I wanted to tell you two to get dressed we will be leaving at 8 " I take my gaze from Ayath and just nod my head. Hamza and I do a manly hug before he leaves. It's 6:45 now , 20 minutes more for Isha. So Ayath decided to get ready while i was laying down on the bed looking at Ayath's every move. She went inside the closet and came out in a shalwar kameez. She looked breathtaking, her long dark brown hair falling down till her waist and a few strands falling on her face. I have never seen her without her hijab nor did I think her hair would be long . Her hair was straight on top but became curly at the bottom. She just looked like a angel to be honest.
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Her dress.
She had hijab in her hand that she started to wrap around her head after applying the eyeliner. I knew she knows that I was looking at her since the time Hamza had left cause she kept raising her eyebrows to ask why I was looking at her and I told her that she looked breathtaking that I couldn't keep my eyes off her . " you need to change" is all that she said before she disappeared into the closet. I toke my clothes and headed to the washroom and changed my clothes. When I walk out I find Ayath pushing her bags out from her closet to the room door. Me , being a gentleman helped her with all the stuff. I knew she would break down in a while , I mean don't all girls cry when they leave the house. "Ahmed I'm going to pray Isha want to join?" She asked me and nodded approvingly. After we prayed We headed downstairs because it was time to go. Ayath bags were already loaded on my car trunk. So she just hugged everyone and kissed and told them she wasn't going to cry when they leave my house after the dinner. Ayath and I were heading to my house in my car while the others were following us. I toke Ayaths hand in mine and started drawing circles on her hand and kept telling her that she will meet them when ever she wants to soothe her. After arriving at my house , we got and went had dinner. The dinner was filled with teasing . It's was almost 10 when everyone had left and almost 11 when my wife came to my room after being literally dragged around by my sisters.
Hey guys another update. Thanks you for all votes .
I'm sorry I won't be able to update for a few weeks but I'll try to at least update small chapters inshaAllah.
Maybe if get votes for this chapter I might consider taking my time off my vacation to update.
