Lunch

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I'm Ayath's POV 

We went upstairs and started getting ready to leave. Ahmed wasn't cooperating one bit he kept pulling me to him and kissing my cheeks time to time. I pushed Ahmed to the washroom so he would stop distracting me and takes a shower before it's late.

I wore a green shalwar with pretty purple embroidery shawl on the side and a purple hijab  

I wore a green shalwar with pretty purple embroidery shawl on the side and a purple hijab  

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Her dress

Everyone was ready to leave by 12 since Abbu's friends house is almost 45 minutes away. Everyone got on to there respective cars leaving Ahmed and I to travel alone since we are the newly wedded. Perks of Being newly wedded. 

Ahmed got on to his black Porsche after taking some time selecting between cars. I got to the car, the rest of them had already left. Ahmed played some music and then he asked me " let's play?",  I asked what. He said will get to each other more than waste time now.

"Alright, I'll go first", he nodded his head. 

The questions and answers 

Ayath: what's you favorite color?

Ahmed: blue ? Yours?

Ayath: I love blue too but I'm more of a black person

Ahmed: favorite food ?

Ayath: Ice cream of course , if that's considered food in your point of view

Ahmed: of course I heard It from Hamza

Ayath: yours?

Ahmed: Everything that's edible 

Ayath let's out a chuckle 

Ahmed: Are you still hurt?

Ayath: About?

Ahmed: About what happened when you were a kid?

Ayath: I don't know to be honest 

Ahmed: Ayath remember I'm always there for you to talk to and I will be by your side

Ayath: I know Alhamdhulillah 

She smiles at him and he smiles back at her  

Ayath: it's hard to be honest. Everyday it's something i regret and  hurt for

Ahmed: what do you mean regret?

Ayath: Ahmed I should have known not to get attached to my non- mahrams, I should have distanced myself for them or avoided them. It was fault when i trusted them in the first place.

Ahmed: Ayath it's not your fault at all, you didn't know that your own uncle  would do something like this. It's not your fault that you trusted them when you were led to trust him.

Ayath: let's not dampen our mood by this we'll talk later.

Ahmed; Ignoring the topic isn't going to help

Ayath: I'm not ignoring it I'm telling suggesting that we'll talk when we home maybe but not now

Ahmed: Alright 

Both of us didn't talk much  after the conversation. I was using my phone while he was well just driving. 

We reached their house in almost 40 minutes . 

The house is quite large and comfortable. It has 3 floors and a terrace roof. There is a garden between the garage and the house. That makes the house more green. There are 8 rooms in the house: excluding the  living room, TV room and kitchen. As soon as you enter the house the high Ceilings and the white  interior just lights  the place up wonderfully the big chandelier admits it is eye capturing. The house is beautiful.

All the ladies were taken to the ladies living room which looked as equally beautiful. The leather couches to the attic shelves was beautiful.

I was completely indulged in being amazed at the interior that I wasn't listening to the conversation.

"Ayath" my mother in-law calls out to me and I look at her embarrassed 

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