HER PSYCHOTIC HUSBAND

CHAPTER 38 - Rikza in Disguise

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"He is not breaking you, He is training you.
Learn to recognise the difference and your life will change''.
~Yasmin Mogahed
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Ayaan's POV :

"Ricky" I called out to her when she gawked at me with her cute button like eyes and when I asked her to come to the bed, she blinked her eyes in pure confusion, wavering her long eye lashes which I found extremely adorable . I could not resist myself to play a smile on my lips as I watched her cute expressions.

This girl can make me smile even at my worst. She have the audacity to do that. After all, she is wife of 'The Great Ayaan Hussain'. Right?

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"I swear by Allah, I never made her angry nor forced her to fo anything until Allah , the Mighty took away her soul. She never made me uneasy, nor did she disobey me and whenever I looked at her, all my grief sorrows vanished away''.
- Hazrath Ali (R.A) regarding her spouse Sayyeda Fathima Zahra (R.A)
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She ambled to the bed silently,  not even demanding the reason for why I asked her to do so. She behaved exactly like a puppet, listening to whatever I said which got me scrunch my eyes at her.

I wanted her to talk to me, maybe because I wanted to hear her voice which amazingly soothes  me both mentally and physically.
But when I found her silent, it got me agitated.

When she was about to lie on the bed, I asked her to hand me my pair of socks laming an excuse that I felt cold. Hearing me, she nods her head showing no signs of frustration which worsened my state. Rikza, you're testing my patience now.

When she brought my pair of socks, I placed it under the comforter while narrowing my eyes at her. Meanwhile, she stood there wearing no emotions on her face.

I scrutinized my gaze inorder to scan her soul, as if trying to detect the malware in her system and when I concluded that the aftermath was a waste since I got no clue of her weird behaviour, I stopped gawking at her.

I ruffled my hair in exasperation while beckoning her to occupy her place beside me which she silently did, letting my inner conscience beware of something wrong coming my way.

I highly doubt that there's something actually bothering her which she, for sure won't reveal it to me unless I find it on my own. My mind warned me that she is up to something really serious.

I was feeling uneasy for some reason as millions of hazardous thoughts occupied my brain which didn't let me sleep.

Later at midnight, when I was fully satisfied that she was asleep, I hurled the duvet off my body with anxiety, while trying to fathom about her ignorance.

I could not contemplate whether to worry about her ignorance or to acknowledge myself about her feelings for me. I later ended up with the nasty idea of spoiling her sleep. Somehow, my intentions were clear. I just wanted to check up on her love level and that's it.

I wanted to assure myself of what she actually feels for me. Whether it's love, sympathy, liking or whatever it might be, I just wanted to be hundred percent sure about it.

Unable to comprehend or grasp an idea on how to execute the plan, it got me perplexed all at once. I never knew I was brooding until I got knocked down by the door. Ouch! That hurts man.

I realised I had subconsciously crawled to the study room where I get my piece of comfort. I know, either consciously or unconsciously, I always end up longing for my comfort zone which has to be my study room. Always.