CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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    Safiyyah's POV

"Uuhh" I scream clutching on to Umar's shirt and covering my eyes into his chest making his chest vibrate from laughter.

"Why do you want to watch it if you are so scared of it? but I am not complaining" He says making me roll my eyes and sit down properly focusing on the tv again.

I convinced Umar to watch a horror movie with me. I cannot watch them alone but I really love them.

"If this is how you watch horror movies then remind me to always watch with you" he says once the movie ended. He was implying on me holding onto him every five minutes.

"Yeah yeah whatever" I say switching off the tv with the remote.

"Don't you want to go and spend some time with Aunty Zarah? Isn't she leaving tomorrow?" He asks

"She is leaving tomorrow but I don't want to go to her" I tell him taking a sandwich from the the plate on the table in front of us.

"I think she is going to start getting jealous of me" he says laughing

"Well isn't that what she wants? For me to spend time with you" I say nonchalantly

"Hayati! Are you still angry at her? She was only trying to help us. You can't be mad at her" he scolds but I could care less

"I don't get why she has to get involved in our business" I tell him frustrated

"But you have to admit. Her meddling in our business brought us closer" he reasons

"Yeah that's true" I say sighing

"See! Cut her some slack. You should spend sometime with her or she will leave upset. She really cares about you" he tells me. He really is the best husband. He never lets me make the wrong decision.

"Okay I will but I will stay here for a while before going to her" I tell him smiling and he rest his head on my lap.

"Whatever you decide hayati" he says my hand playing with his hair as an instinct.

"Your hair is so soft" I tell him and continue playing with his hair.

He grabs my hand and kisses it "I wish we could stay like this forever" he tells me

Clearing my throat "Zawji!" my face turning red the moment it left my mouth.

Umar sits up straight probably not believing his ears "say it again hayati"

"Zawji! I want to ask you something" I tell him and he just stared at me for awhile before saying

"I don't think I can deny you anything you want after calling me that but go ahead" he says smiling

"I want to see Maama and Baba" I tell him

"Is that it? You don't need to ask me that. When do you want to go?"

"Tomorrow after Aunty Zarah leaves insha Allah" I tell him

"Okay it is done then but I have a little request my love" he says making a little gesture with his hand to emphasize on the little

"What is it?" I ask him curious

"Please call me Zawji from now on. I suddenly hate my name" he pleads making me red again

"Okay Zawji" I say and he gives me his million dollar smile.

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The day passed by so quickly and Aunty Zarah has already left. We are preparing to go to my house. I am so excited to go home.

We are currently in the car with Umar driving.

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