Salaam guys. SO WE REACHED SPIRITUAL #4 yayyyyyyyyy.
You know, when I was praying I was thinking like; I LOVE ALL MY READER FRIENDS ON WATTPAD!<3<3~~~~~
"Yeah, I was there.. I mean, we were there, I was with Sahra.. What do you mean? I don't know about you but she is my sister.. Why?.. Okay, I will come over today.." Aneel said while ending the phone. He looked tense after the call. I went over to him and brushed his hair with my fingers.
"What's wrong?" I asked quietly. He just shrugged his shoulders.
"Mum was just being mum" he said. I nodded, understanding a bit what he meant. I didn't think Aneel would say something else so I just kept quiet.
"You know, they don't want me to talk to Rabia. They didn't accept her the moment she divorced Yahya. Just because they had a fight they think they can stop me from talking to her. She is my sister. How can I stop talking to her?!" he said looking away. I guess he was talking more to himself than to me. My thoughts went to Yassir. He didn't want anything to do with me.
"And then she said that dad needed to talk something important with me. So I am going there today, you coming too?" he asked me. I thought for a second and nodded. I mean, they were stil my in-laws. I had to visit them, even though I didn't want to.
"Sahra, I am going inside with my dad, you can hang around" Aneel said and I nodded. We were at his parents' house and his mother wasn't home. I thought about looking around the house when I went into a room. Aneel's scent hit me immediately. I looked around. I think it was his room before marrying me. I walked further into the room and looked at the mirror. There was a picture of Aneel when he was little. He had boxgloves on and his green eyes just looked so cute. I smiled and grabbed the picture, putting it in my pocket. I looked around for more but didn't find anything else. I went out the room to the kitchen, making some tea for the men. Then I thought about making some dinner for us all, it seems that we were staying anyways. So I started to make some chicken with rice. I had a hard time finding everything but I managed it.
When I was cutting cucumber for the salad, I felt a pair of arms going around my waist. I didn't need to turn to look at who it was. I already felt it was my big lion. He put his head on my shoulder.
"What's up" he said lazily. I just grabbed a slice of cucumber and went to his mouth. He immediately opened his mouth. I swear this guy eats like a bear, it was not normal. Just before putting the slice of cucumber in his mouth I teased him. I didn't put it and he just tried to grab it. I was laughing out loud and he grabbed it with his mouth, kissing my cheek right after that.
"You talked?" I asked him. He groaned before putting his head in my neck.
"..yeah" he said absentmindedly. I didn't really mind though, I mean, I liked it when he just touched me randomly. I felt safe and.. I didn't know how I could put it into words.
"I'll tell you later, at home" he said and let go off me. I immediately felt cold.
I placed some plates on the dinner table when my father-in-law came to the dining room. I nodded my head at him and lowered my gaze out of respect. Aneel was somewhere in the house. My father-in-law came over to me and patted my hair.
"Thank you" he said. I looked up at him confused. Why did he thank me?
"..for?" I asked quietly, still unsure of what he was going to say.
"After Maryam, he was lost. But you helped him. He seems happier. Thank you" he said. My eyes widened. That was not something I expected.
"Oh no, I didn't do anything I-" I was interrupted by someone coming to the dining room. I looked over and saw Aneel. I cleared my throat and he just sat down, not knowing what had happened. I went back to the kitchen to get the food and served it when I got back.
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You, my Punishment (Islamic Story)
Spiritual"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died i...