«I'm a patient man. I will always wait for you, no matter the time, distance, situation, even for thousands of years-I will. I promise you».
Yusuf POV
To say this lady in front of him, was not a beauty, it'd be a lie.
"Finally, she was mine-all mine! She took my breath away. Am I even breathing?" He thought.
She looked like a princess and he would always treat her like that.
He knew that she did not like him, but the way she was looking at him. God!
He was fifty per cent sure that she would love him in a matter of time with the way she was looking at him.
She was already attracted to his physical appearance.
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Wifey was angry.
Wow!
"My feisty lionesses " he grinned cheekily.
He liked it. Wifey. She didn't even know her way around here. He laughed, she would come back soon enough.
He wouldn't mind waiting for thousands of year for her to love him.
Well, hatred was also a feeling, and she had that for him. What a lucky guy he was?.
Walking to the bar to have a drink, he popped the bottle and poured it and sat down as he sipped it.
"You drink," he heard her sweet, angelic voice around the bar. He was startled. Her melodic voice calmed him down.
"I never drink and I'll not drink. I'm just having a cup of fruit wine," he replied while having a gulp. "You can have a taste if you don't mind" he pushed the glass forward her. She looked at him sceptically, eyeing the wine before collecting it from him.
"Wow!, it's delicious" She giggled while taking another gulp.
"Do you want more?" He asked. He stared at her lips before shaking his head away from his bad thought.
Wifey wasn't ready.
When wife is ready, I'm going to take her to heaven and back. He thought.
She coughed to gained his attention, little did she knew that all his attentions were always on her from the moment he saw her.
"Um, you know everything about me. Don't you think I should know you, too, as I'm going to be living with you," she said softly putting the cup down.
"Okay."
"What's your favourite colour?" She asked.
"Black" he replied while she giggled, clapping her hands.
"Why the colour black? boys are very obsessed with the colour black" she furrowed her brows.
"Boys?" I asked her incredulously.
"Yeah boys" he shrugged his shoulder. "Don't tell me you aren't a boy" She teased softly while he chuckled. She was relaxed on the chair. He was enjoying the moment, he prayed silently to make the time long because he was comfortable and happy.
"Well black shows strength" he smiled at her.
"How?" Her eyes widened while she nibbled her lips.
"Because when everything is dark, you fight your way to the light. It shows the strength of not giving up. Even in the dark, your shadow leaves you, it remains only you." He shrugged his should.
"Woah" she beamed excitedly while jumping up and down. "This is the first time I'm hearing that but I think blue is the best" she scoffed dramatically.
"Why?" he inquired.
"Because blue shows nature. The sky is blue, the ocean is blue..." she muttered looking downcast while he smiled at her.
" Then blue is the best "he agreed with her so that he could that smile and he rewarded him with the fullest of her smiles which made him happy.
"Your favourite food" She inquired, cutting her fingernails.
"Any homemade food" he replied, he didn't care if she knew how to cook or not. He didn't marry her to be his cook or maid. He would cook if she didn't know. He grinned at the thought. He would be the chef and served her on the bed and dining room.
"Your favourite book?"
"ARB101 and Adiya Amir by Um_royhan" he replied.
"Awww, who could take you like a romance sucker" she snickered.
"Well, I love fantasy, action, thriller and suspense books but those books were different" he spoke with excitement. He liked talking about his favourite books.
"Why?"
"Is this an interview questions?" he chuckled while she smiled shyly at him.
"Answer, maybe I can read it"
"ARB101 book is a short story but I love the begin of the book, it started with Whatsapp chat while Adiya Amir is the sweetest of all. The book inspires me a lot" he finished.
" How? "
" Because it shows the struggles, challenges. It talks about suicide. Everything in life is a challenge, don't give up because surely, you will pass through and I quote the writer, 'Everything that happens in our lives is challenges that we need to conquer' " he added.
"Woah" She beamed with happiness, "I can't wait to read it" she screamed happily.
"Yeah".
"TV series or music?"
"I do not like movies or watch TV and listen to music" he shrugged his shoulder. He didn't see anything bad in it.
"OK, old man" she scrunched her nose, "Coffee or tea".
"I'm a sucker of black coffee".
"Rainy or sunny?"
"Rain because it is always weather for two" he wiggled his eyebrows while she turned away embarrassedly.
He has no shame. She thought.
"You are perv" She muttered but he heard.
" I'm not but if it is with my wife then I'm a perv" he winked at her.
"Your favourite place to be?" she asked.
"Library" he responded Immediately.
"Hehe... Who could think a man like you can be in the library" she teased, wiggling her brows.
"A man like me?" He frowned.
"Yes, a man like you - I mean a beautiful front page model like you...." She gasped and clamped her mouth shut then she ran away.
He laughed out with his body shaking. When last has he laugh hard.
He enjoyed his time with her, how flustered she was when he was adding some innuendo to her questions.
"We are already one step forward," he thought happily.
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Before the weddingYusuf POVHe was checking the papers on his table when his office door was yanked opened abruptly.His best friend- Royhan entered with a scowling face and muttering some harmless curses under his breath yet he heard it perfectly.He was surprised because his friend often curses. Something must have happened. He chuckled lightly."What happened bro?" he asked him curiously with his brows knitted together.Royhan raised his head up and said, "I met a devil in disguise today"."Devil?" He asked while Royhan nodded comically as he held his red ear."I saw a beautiful lady this morning when I was coming. I was awestruck with her beauty, then I wish to meet her and.." he stopped, looking embarrassed with a flustered face, " Then, I followed her to the mall, waiting for her outside
Chapter 6Sofia Since my encounter with my husband, I'd been hiding in my room except to come out of my hiddens for meals.The room was so big that it had its own big jacuzzi, mini library and a dinner room. I loved the room, it was full of books that I loved to read.I woke up with a running stomach, I groaned and got out of the bed,tip-toeing to the kitchen to find something to eat. It was only food that could get me out of bed.I entered the kitchen and the aroma of brewed coffee made my stomach growl.Sorry baby, mama gonna feed you now,I patted my stomach dramatically.I settled myself on the counter, took two slices of bread with noodles, yummy!!.After the meal, I retracted back to my room, to dwell myself in my wo
Chapter 7Sophia It had been weeks since the incident with my period. I giggled, remembering what happened to my poor husband. He was stuck with me forever.****"Is this what I asked you to buy?" I yelled at him and threw it away,it hit him on his forehead. He could never feel the pain because it was soft and fluffy."Buu_t you didn't tell me what to buy" he stuttered, looking mortified while I grinned wickedly at the back of my mind.Pay back to the bitch because I never forced you to marry me and this is what my father used to do whenever I was on my period. I smiled evilly at my thought."I can't go back" he shook his head, as if he was trying not to remember what happened.Whatever who cares. I rolled my eyes"I don't care, I need it" I said s
Chapter 8Sophia We rushed down to the hospital, I and Yusuf. I was rambling and sniffing because I didn't know what the future held.I was scared."It's okay,he will be fine," he said,rubbing my back soothingly with one of his hands and the other to drive.When we arrived at the hospital, I rushed out of the car without waiting for Yusuf to park.I walked straight into the elevator without seeing the security man who wanted to question me. Yusuf stood behind, answered all the questions. I'd pressed the button where papa was before he jogged inside the elevator before it closed.I strode out of it and saw ummi ,uncle shuaib who was my maternal uncle and my younger bro. Ummi was on the floor crying while Uncle shuaib was comforting her.I ran to ummi and started to tea
Chapter 9Yusuf He had been watching her since the previous week that her father had taste to death. She hadn't cried out, her lips were always quivering and he always noticed a lone tear on her face which she quickly cleaned, murmuring some words under her breath.He was tired of this brooding even though she disliked him which was 100% opposite, he missed her. He missed her lively presence, the twinkled of her nose, the mischief in her eyes and the knit of her brows when she was concentrating on something. Or the glimpse in her eyes when she opens a new book to the emotional breakdown when her favorite characters were killed. He knew the pain of when someone close to us died but this was too much. She wasn't crying out, she was killing herself inside little by little.She was miserable.He'd called her best friend to come so m
Chapter 10Sophia "Adé mí*, your food is ready. It's on the table," I called out to Yusuf- my husband. (my crown).I didn't know what else I could do again. I was tired of making his life hell because he said it made him fall harder. He was such a cheesy cool guy.Since past months, I'd been trying but didn't stop myself from my wifely duties like cooking, maintaining the house, caring for him-because that was my duty.Well, I was grateful to Allah for granting me him because he was very tolerable, understanding and patient with me even after all my tantrums. He said I was a fire and he was a moth who was always drawn to me.He liked to tease me with every opportunity he had. He also cherished me with gifts and surprises, especially the bars of vanilla chocolate.Oh
Chapter 11“One thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemy”.~***~ I have been feeling amazing since I woke up. I couldn't stop the radiant smile on my face as I entered the bathroom for my daily routine. I performed wudu*(ablution) and face the qiblah*(where Muslims face when praying), pray two rakatain*(standing) Fajr*(dawn) and Subh* (morning prayer). After praying my obligatory prayers, I sat on the musolah* (praying mat) and ask forgiveness. May He, the one who forgives, forgives, pardons all my mistakes that I did intentionally or not.My beautiful smile never left my face till I entered the kitchen and started to cook my husband's favorite food. When I was through with cooking and arranging the dishes on the table, I went to his room to call him only to meet him halfway, looking unorganized."Your food is ready," I smil
Chapter 12Sophia POVI was drenched from head to toe when I entered his house that I called my home. I didn't know how I got my way home or how I entered the bathroom, removed my soaked dress and changed.I was heartbroken, I was hurt. My heart was bleeding with betrayal and my soul was crumbled with lies. All his promises of love and caring was just a game to him.I knew I was nothing compared to his handsomeness, wealth but why did he marry me?.It hurt.After I was through with my two nafila*(two volunteer prayers), I took the Quran and read it because I know that He who heals the heart would heal mine. The recitation soothing my soul and heart, luring me to a peaceful slumber.I woke up around 7:00 pm when I heard the horn of Yusuf's car. I got up from the praying mat, making my way t