Jannat

Back home

Three weeks six destinations and two best friends yes six we were exhausted when we landed in New York. It was exciting fun but to cover every continent in the world apart from Antarctica was bone-tired. I need a vacation after our vacation. So according to MJ's well gifted honeymoon package after spending three days in Venice we went to Dubai , Thailand, Moscow, Australia and Miami.Omar was the best and funniest companion. After what happened to our wedding night we did not you know what I mean, although we sleep and cuddle on the same bed. Sometimes I feel that I am not fulfilling my duty as a wife. I feel so guilty. He deserved much better , he deserves the comfort of his wife which I am lacking in. I was lost in my thoughts when Omar's voice filled the air "Jaan, we are home"

I look outside to notice that the car has parked outside Jaan Mansion. MJ and Maan were waiting for us at the door. As I get out of the car Maan rushes into my embrace "I missed you sis" I give her a big hug and walk toward the house where MJ was standing and Omar followed. As Omar was going to give MJ a hug I rush into her and give her a hug making both MJ and Omar to laugh " I need a vacation I am so tired can I want more days leave from work I pout". "Jaan you just came from....." I cut her off and dramatically cry on her shoulder still hugging "but your plans tired the hell...". "Mind your language" I pout. Omar pitches in " if your family reunion is finish can I at least say hi to my mother" I pull my tongue out at Omar "fine" he said and hugged both of us together Maan clears her throat and Omar put her too into the group hug. After our hugging session we had lunch and Omar guides us to our room.
The whole third floor was designed for us. While the second floor was now occupied by MJ and Maan we had the whole third floor for us. On the floor we had a sitting area with a small open kitchen ,all the walls were colored white while the design was more farmhouse minimalist design I loved it what shocked me was on one wall it was a portrait wall with a huge picture of us on our wedding day with different sizes of other photos scattered all over the wall he had taken many pictures of me and us and also had some of my old photos with my dad when I was small and pictures of me with Maan and MJ I was awestruck " this is beautiful" Omar does not say anything back he just gave me a kiss on the cheek and guides me. Omar's study which was huge and now had a desk for me with all my documents from my home study , there was a full equipped gym which had a little space cleared "that's for practicing your money moves" I smile at him. The floor had a prayer room and two guest rooms and the master bedroom. The master bedroom was huge and the master bathroom had a huge bathtub . The best part was the room open up to a huge balcony with a mini garden and it had huge hanging swings with lots of throw pillows "it's so beautiful" I say and Omar hugs me from behind "it's beautiful yes but you are breathtaking" Omar phone rings.

Lying on the bed I am beat just as I am about to drift into a peaceful sleep I hear the door open I ignore I am too tired for that. Soft kisses on the cheek ,a clean musk smell with a hit of mint fills in my nose driving my hormones go on overdrive "hmmm" I morn. "Jaan wake up" I smile and turn to the other side just as I am getting comfortable on my side I felt myself being lifted into the air make my eyes open in shock.as my eyes adjust to the light I see Omar smiling "what I want sleep" I protest ." Darling you have slept for 4hrs and we are getting late". "Late for what?" I say rubbing on my eyes  I and wiggling out of his arms when I am out I start to feel incomplete "I got a call from the office I have a function to attend and the some of my partners want to meet you , I wanted to tell you early but you were sleeping so now chop chop  get ready". But what should I wear he points to beautiful dress hanging on closet it was a beautiful two piece outfit a gold elli Saab peplum top with dusty blue and gold embroidery with a half palazzo half skirt bottom ,a dusty blue shawl and a gold and blue had piece and a gold sparkling heeled shoes near the dress " you picked this up" I say raising an eyebrow he nods " I must say you had good fashion taste, I love it"  when I come out of the bathroom showered and ready I see Omar is already dressed on a matching dusty blue suit ,white shirt ,gold tie,gold handkerchief tucked into the pocket and leather brown shoes " we look ready to kill" I say as I come out ready to go he turn on the count of my voice he looks taken back then release a breath "you look out of this world" he kisses my cheek.
We arrive at the venue at eight there was a lot of paparazzi at the entrance crazy calling out for us. I taken back with all the question flooding I feel Omar arm on my waist and try to relax but it is getting on my nerves. Omar must have sensed my discomfort as he hurry's me inside. We stop at the entrance for a few minutes " Jaan you ok love" I looked at him " a warning next time sounds good" he looks at me worried " I am good just a little shocked" I touch his face to ensure and smile " I am good let's go" we enter and the host welcomes us I could see everybody's eyes travel to the entrance as we enter I see the looks from the ladies digging into Omar giving him lustful looks and then giving me vicious looks as they will eat me alive. I know my husband I damn good looking but argh it's making me mad. We were introduced to many people and some ladies just took too long at the hand shakes with Omar and few trying to hug "you ok"Omar says to me " lovely just my hands are little itchy" I give him a devilious smile he takes hand a kisses them " is somebody jealous" I give him the death glare and he laughs. After a long night and lot of flirtatious looks we were finally home. I was mad not at Omar but at the not so lady ladies.