MINE

Chapter 35

As Layla and Muhammad have been fighting for days now, Ibty decided to come over and advice Layla properly. "You should apologize to him properly and mean it!" Ibty said sternly.

"But he won't even look to me, let alone listen to me." Layla sobbed

"Layla, look at me." She opened her doe eyes and looked at Ibty.

She held Layla's hand and gave it a light squeeze. "Make him listen to you, make him. He's your husband, you've been married for almost two years now you surely know how to make him listen to you. He might be as hell mad at you but that Doesn't mean he doesn't love you anymore, so just apologize to him kinji?"

Layla gave her a tight hug. "Thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you"

"Aww Layla. I have to go" Ibty said standing up

"Now, don't forget to wear something sexy and hot!" She winked before leaving. While Layla just shakes her head.

As she was done cooking dinner she sauntered upstairs to take a shower because Muhammad will soon be back from work. She dressed up in a off shoulder burgundy crop top and paired it with faded ripped denim jean and dolled her face, naturally.

She looked at herself one more time in the mirror and smiled satisfied. She looked pretty, she thought. She went downstairs and plumped down on the couch waiting for him. Sabrina and her nanny are at Layla's parents house for yaye.

"Assalam Alaikum." He said calmly shutting the door behind him.

"Sannu da dawowa." She greeted.

"Yawwa, thank you." He said looking at her

"Your food is ready, why don't you go take a shower and come downstairs so we could eat" she said battling her eyelashes. He looked at her with awe, as if he was going to eat her. Damn she looks hot! He thought

"Okay." He muttered and left. She decided to follow him up to his room. She said the salam and entered.

"Can I help you?" He asked unbuttoning his dress shirt.

"Let me help you." She said, totally ignoring his question. He kept looking at her while she is undress him. He entered the bathroom and took his shower.

He came out and wore the clothes Layla kept for him on the bed. They strolled down together straight to the dining room. She served him mashed potato with garlicky sauce and cream of chicken soup. After dinner, they sat in the living room watching tv.

"Muhammad, we need to talk, please." She said looking at him.

"Okay, about?" He asked resting his back on the couch

She held his hands on her own. "I am sorry, I'm so sorry for everything. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that I know I was wrong. Please forgive me Muhammad. But let me be honest with you, I was really hurt when you did not listen to me instead...I was beyond hurt but still I should not have yelled and banged the door at you. I am so sorry please forgive me" she was already in tears when she was done.

He hugged the living day out of her. "I forgive you. Forgive me too for hurting you." He whispered in her hair.

"I forgive you. I'm so sorry please." She sobbed hard clutching his shirt.

"Shh, it's okay, baby." He kissed her head

"I love you, my gazelle eyed wife." He stated and pecked her cheek. "Now, smile for me baby, you look even more beautiful when you smile ya know." He chuckled and she smiled. They stayed in that position enjoying the warmth of each other for God knows how long.