His Blind Wife✅ completed.

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AssalamoAlaikum

That was some long time trying to figure out how to write on the website. Now that I figured out, I'd like to first announce that I'm also transferring my works to Sweekk. The interface has more unlabeled buttons, but I'm managing to work with it so far. I haven't read on it yet. It's still not sure if I'm confirming that transfer. The stories, of course, will stay on Wattpad...

Ahmed:

We were driving and passing a few beautiful scenes of houses surrounded by low bushes and trees. I wondered if she'll ever be able to see these. She looked sad, but peaceful. Her eyes were closed.

Soon we reached my house. It isn't very big. An old building, its age shown on the outside. The inside, of course, has been renovated by my mother. Just thinking of her brought memories. I sighed and opened the door for my wife, helping her to get down.

  Soon we entered the house.

"So uhm..." I didn't know how to start a conversation, so I stuttered nervously like a teen caught doing something wrong.

"So? What?" she asked with the same nervousness

"I was wondering if you'd like me to show you around? Maybe?"

"You don't have to be so polite with me you know, right? I think I must be the polite one, here, boss." she said, her voice cheerful at the end.

"Please, don't call me boss, we are married. We are supposed to be comfortable with each other, aren't we?" I said and she just nodded, then yawned.

"I guess it's time for us to sleep. We have got a long day tomorrow." I said, guiding her upstairs and making sure she does not trip.

"Which, reminds me, am I able to... Work?" she shyly asked to which I nodded.

"Yes, you can work, but for now. After some time I would like you to stay home. Just for safety and because I provide enough for both of us." She just nodded her head and we continued up to my, or should I say our room. We entered and I let her roam around freely, so she can get accustomed to her surroundings. Not long had passed after she decided to take a shower and opened her bags. After finding what she needed she was quick to get into the bathroom.

  I on the other hand decided it'd be best if I took a shower in the guest rooms that were available.

  After we were both ready for bed I had to just look at her, just a look. But we were married, so I could look I wanted, right? I turned around and had a good look of her. Dark brown eyes, wavy jet black hair with hints of light brown, curves in all the right places and a little cute button nose with plump lips. I staired longer at her lips, something stirring deep in my heart which I couldn't explain. I was mesmorized by her beauty of which she didn't know. I don't want and I will not be thinking of others watching her the way I just look. Alhamdulillah that she's mine, that I married her out of all I could choose. Her disability won't and does not make her less of a person. The beauty she holds makes her who she is, in and outside.

A/N:

I'll write longer chapters soon enough. I've just started university and I want to have more time for writing. Excuse me for the long wait, small chapter and kind of the... Writers block I'm seeming to have.

PS: no accessibility improvement. I will further update you. Thank you for reading.