Iklas POV
I woke up around 8 with alim beside me,he looks so innocent,his nose oh my god i feel like pinching it and his pink lips i kept on admiring him.
Done checking me out?he said while opening his eyes, i just started laughing who says i'm looking at you, and again you are not handsome pha. I wink while running to the bathroom.
After showering i decided to wear simple gown so i sauntered downstairs to the kitchen busy thinking of what I'm going to cook.
Alim entered kitchen while hugging me from behind he put his head on the crock of my neck,
oh my god iklas
"Your scent is intoxicating me, driving me wild."
"He's showing a side I never knew existed, so wild and exciting." I thought
As I kept on smiling while saying ya Alim
"Your fragrance is truly captivating, it's making me lose my mind." I wink
Then let me make you loose ur mind
so he turned me around in the kitchen and started kissing me passionately
Just as we were interrupted by the doorbell, we opened it only to find Alim's mom's driver standing there.
He greeted us while saying hajiya ce ta aikoni nakawo muku abinci.
I served alim and was about to serve mine when alim said we are going to eat together,okay babe i replied.
Around 11 o clock family and friends started visiting us so alim was out of the house.
Hanan amal ifty visited too so they kept on teasing me"but all what i could do,was to glare at them though they give me so many advice.
They all left around 4 so i decided to take a shower again and wear straight skirt and t-shirt.
After that i decided to call my mom she give me so many advice too and then i called alim mom.
Around 5o clock alim yadawo.
Third person pov
She quickly side-hugged him, saying, "Welcome back, habibi," as he just smiled, admiring his wife. She gently pushed him towards the bathroom before opening his drawer and picking out the clothes he would wear: a simple light blue t-shirt with jeans.
Alim then said, "Let's go and tour the house," as he held her hand and they sauntered out. Iklas admired each and every corner of the house, exclaiming, "MashaAllah," as they explored.
Iklas' POV:
After they sat down in the garden, I put my head on his shoulder. "Ya Alim," I muttered, "am I really your first love?" He just smiled and said, "Yes, Iklas, you are my first and last love, InshaAllah." Then he asked me, "Well, what about you?" I playfully teased, "Well, you are my 77," and started running.
"Seriously, Iklas?" he said in a serious tone, which made me stop running. He quickly caught me while laughing a little. "Ya Alim," I frowned, stamping my feet. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, annoyed. "Well, Iklas, you look so cute. You are beautiful, wallah," he said, laughing, as he held my face and started kissing me passionately.
It's already Maghrib time, so Alim says he's not going to come back until after Isha. After Isha, I take another bath and wear my nightgown, busy admiring myself.
Alim entered the room with Salam, saying, "You look so MashaAllah," and I just smile. "Oh, Iklas, bring out that diary because we are going to read it right now."
I bring out the diary and sit down. The first page is about the first time I met him. Alim just smiles and says, "You are in love with my pink lips," making me hide my face. Wallah, I totally forgot about that!
