I woke up but she was still asleep in my arms, ya Allah what am I supposed to do with her? She opened her eyes and she just quietly looked at me with a smile on her face.
"Good morning, sweetie." I said as I kissed her on the forehead.
"Good morning, hunny." She giggled while saying it, and I laughed along with her, she is so beautiful mashallah, I'm glad I have her in my life.
"Hunny?" She said while looking at me. Now she calls me that, it makes me feel hot. It sounds so cheesy.
"Hmm?"
"I really want to get out of the... hospital." I knew this was coming no one like hospitals, but I can't help it she is injured in a lot of places I don't even think she can walk.
"I'm really sorry it's all my fault, and you have to stay for a few weeks I think." I said while smiling. I'm trying my hardest not to get her hurt, but it's not working out.
"I think... it was me to blame this time." Her voice cracked and I hugged her tight in my arms.
"Aren't you curious of who she was?" I asked.
"I think I realized something." She said while laughing like a little kid.
"What is it?" I asked curiously.
"I realized that I actually trust you, I think I was hurt and afraid that the girl you said you would go to if her memory comes back. But I guess that doesn't matter anymore... because I want to be... with you." She blushed, her cheeks were red like cherries, and I was just wondering if she was ok. I mean she never used to talk like this she was shy. I really thought she hated me but look at this, she doesn't
"Khadija, are you ok?"
"Yeah, why are you asking?"
"I mean you seem different."
"Oh I just learned how to express my love to you, sorry it took me long." She smiled a really sad smile that tells a lot, but I couldn't understand. "Actually I used to hate guys, I mean they were so over themselevs, and they think girls are weak and stuff but after being with you, I guess I quiet understand loads of things."
"Okay Miss Khadija, would you like to explain what you understood?" I teased her while smiling with a posh accent.
"Oh by the way, I think I'm married now, so isn't it supposed to be Mrs instead of miss?"
"Oh sorry and who's the lucky guy?" I joked.
"Oh he's here, would you like to meet yourself?"
"Hello Ismael, my name is Ismael nice to meet you, but let me tell you this Ismael, I think you're lucky to get married to the girl you have always liked and your childhood friend as well, isn't that a miracle?"
"Were we childhood friends? How come I can't remember any of these?" I get scared whenever she brings this topic up, I didn't want to tell her, I mean I really want to tell her but her parents don't want me to bring it up.I think I should tell her.
"Khadija actually-" Before I could finish there was a knock on the door, I stood up really quick and shouted "Come in" Whenever I bring this topic up someone have to come, I guess I should keep it for now.
"Hey, my name is Nicole, do you mind if I have a look at you?" The nurse asked while she stood next to the bed near Khadija.
"No, go ahead." Khadija replied while smiling. The nurse checked her injuries and dropped some notes down and then she looked at me and Khadija and said.
"She will be fine so don't worry." After that she smild and left the room, I wasn't bothered with asking anything because my head was already full.
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SpiritualKhadija is 18 years old, she had an accident when she was young which made her lose her past memories. Her parent's sent her to Japan to be taken care of by her uncle, as soon as she decides to go back to Canada, she is told she's getting married to...