Be mine and remain mine forever, never say goodbye!
~Unknown
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Iqraam
work was alot but i managed
as i had said, i reached home, the new home, by 10pm
it was late and i assumed Ruqayyah was asleep
Shumayll was at his place today
he has serious issues with staying at his own home-
I walked inside the house and it was dark
switching on the dim hall lights, i walked into the kitchen and grabbed apples and strode upstairs to my room
On the way i checked the kids, Zahi and Zaik's room on second floor to see that they were safely asleep
they were
i smiled and then proceeded to my room
i switched on the dim lights of my room and opened my tie as i walked to my closet
glancing around the room, i saw Ruqayyah curled on the sofa and a smile formed on my face
Shaking my head, i took my clothes from the closet and went for a shower
by the time i was done, it was nearly 11pm and there was no sign of sleepiness within me
sighing i set on the couch beside Ruqayyah's head and stared at her beauty like a stalker
thats when i noticed there was no hijab and her hair, long, thick black hair, masha Allah, was sprawled all over the place
i tucked them nicely on the pillow and ran my hand down her beautiful hair
she seemed so nice and beautiful asleep
"How do i tell you how much i freaking love you!" i whispered as i kissed her forehead and stared at her beautiful face
I traced my thumb down her cute little nose and jawline
she was mine, Alhamdulillah
she let out a groan as her lips parted
if only i could kiss her-
Oh myy- this is bad-
i shook my head and smiled shrugging
she was pretty...
i noticed a mark on her lip, bottom lip, the only brown/ black scar on her plump pink lips-
i traced my thumb on it and realized it was a scar
how did she get it?
she let out a little gasp in her sleep as my thumb grazed it and i immediately removed my hand
i was getting up when i noticed something else too
her hands were on her stomach and she was soundly breathing, her chest heaving up and down but...
there was a mark- the dim lighting did not allow me to make out where it was just a mark or something else-
on her right neck- just below her collar bone was a dark brown line, a scar maybe, and it disappeared into her clothes
i wanted to know what it was but i decided not to since it would be highly inappropriate to do so when she is asleep!
i sighed as i bent down and picked her up bridal style
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