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...
Even Ahmed's small affections , like holding my hand or snaking his hands around my waist had some much of affect on me than he thinks he has. My heart beats faster than they have to. My cheeks turn red like a tomato.
Now after breakfast everyone was in the garden chilling while the kids were playing around.
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The garden looked somewhat like this.
The elders were telling us about all our childhood memories. "Did you know Ayath? when Ahmed was a kid he used always say that when he gets married he wouldn't do all those eww things when he sees his father pecking my forehead before he leaves for work" everyone starts laughing while Ahmed turns pink a little and scratches his neck and I turn slightly pink thinking about the kiss in the morning. After the calm time in the garden at 11 everyone retired to their rooms to take a afternoon nap and pray.
We go into our room and I just plop on the bed after i removed my hijab . I really wanted to sleep , I felt so tired. Ahmed walks in from the our mini living room and does the same. "So Mr Ahmed doesn't like kissing ?" I tease him and all of a sudden he just traps me in between him and the bed, his hands on the my sides holding him up so he wouldn't squeeze me . " so doesn't Mrs Ahmed know that I just can't resist her ?" My face might look like a tomato, my heart was beating so loud I was afraid he could hear it. He brings his face closer to mine and leaves a lingering kiss on my forehead, I just close my eyes relishing the moment. After a few minutes ," I can't hold my self up any longer " is all he says before he pulls me up. Now he was laying on the bed I was on top of him " not funny" I tell him. "What I'm quiet heavy , these muscles are weak now since I haven't been working out for a quiet while now " he looked cute , his hair a mess some on his face and the pout . I pushed the few strands of hair on his face and hug his torso and decide to fall asleep.
Ahmed's POV:
After the chilling in the garden we all left to our rooms. I found Ayath on the bed her hijabi on the side table. I went and plopped on the bed when she starts teasing me "So Mr Ahmed doesn't like kissing ?" So what I do is traps her in between me and the bed, my hands on her sides holding me up so i wouldn't squeeze her and by looking at her face I'm pretty sure I toke her by surprise . " so doesn't Mrs Ahmed know that I just can't resist her ?" I ask her with a smirk on my face. Her face looks like a tomato. I brings my face closer to hers and leave a lingering kiss on her forehead, She just closes her eyes like she is relishing the moment. After a few minutes ," I can't hold my self up any longer " i tell her and pull her on top of me . Now she was laying on me and I was on the bed " not funny" She tells me , I can clearly see that she's annoyed that I just spoiled the moment . "What I'm quiet heavy , these muscles are weak now since I haven't been working out for a quiet while now " I tell her with a pout ,to be honest I'm quiet worked out theses days with work and stuff .She pushes the few strands of hair on my face and hugs my torso and decide to fall asleep.I fell asleep to not before I layed her on the bed and side hugged her.
I wake up and look for my wife, she seems to be in the washroom i just lay my head on the pillow looking at ceiling and thinking about life. I hear the washroom door open and find my wife wet from head to toes , water dripping down her. The dress she was wearing was hugging on to her like second skin showing all her curves, I realized I was shamelessly checking her out . "Why are you wet ?" I ask walking towards her ." I pressed the shower instead of the other one when I was taking ablution" I start laughing my head off . " whatever" is all that she says before she takes some clothes from the closet and returns to the washroom.
She comes out and I look at her and I start laughing again. She turns red embarrassed, I walk toward her and peck her checks and whisper " you looked hot though " and run to the washroom before she could get a chance to do anything. I walk out of the washroom after taking ablution and see my wife's angry but not so angry face sitting on her prayer mat reciting until I come. I smile at her and she just glares at me.
We pray together and then she starts reciting again while I just lay on her lap listening to her. After she is done , she keeps the Quran aside and looks at like she deciding whether to tell me or not . She decided to tell me " Ahmed I have been wanting to ask you , do you really agree about whatever I told you yesterday about the children part and stuff . You can always tell me if you don't ".
" Ayath what you told yesterday made complete sense and if didn't like it I wouldn't have agreed. Ayath I wouldn't lie but I do like the idea of our kids but that doesn't mean I'm ready for it and in a relationship a husband and wife have to be the comfort to each other , so I can't make you uncomfortable with my decisions which even I am not sure about. Like you said I want us to be an amazing parents In Shaa Allah and until we are ready for it and I don't think we need to worry about it" I reassured her while she just smiles.
The rest of the day went in a blur , they had lunch and then they all gathered in the prayer room and prayed asr together. After praying , Ayath was sent to change and then few guests arrived to see us. They left late and then they had dinner and went to sleep.
