Our Life, Our Love (Book I) (Completed)✔

Chapter:- 23

Zayan's POV:

I was doing my hair looking in the mirror when the bathroom door opened and came out my beauty. My wife. Looking all gorgeous in her glory taking my breath away and making my heartbeat crazy. Water drops dripping from her hair to her beautiful neck which was empty now, as she usually wear the necklace I gave her. She was drying her hair from a towel. She was wearing a navy blue and off-white printed long kurti which reached just above her ankles matching it with navy blue colour leggings. She was looking damn beautiful. Masha Allah.

"You are looking beautiful wifey." I said who walked to the table where I was standing and took out a comb from the drawer.

Its been a week of our marriage. We came more close to each other. We enjoy each other's company. I love it when she gets ready for me. I love it when she continuously stare at me without blinking. I love each and everything about her. I love it when she orders me for sleeping after Fajr. I love it when she runs her fragile and magical fingers in my hairs. And in this whole week I got to know how crazy she is. She and the three musketeers did many craziness in this whole week. But from today our house will be silent. As from today daily routine starts. Aaliya and Ali to their college and Affan to his office. Me to mine. But one thing I noticed whole week was that I didn't get any headaches. Don't know why? May be because I didn't went to office and was far away from deals and contracts.

"Come on wifey. You can't stop talking to me. I'm your handsome husband." I said pinching her nose tip which became red as she glared at me removing the knots from her hair.

"If you are my husband, then you should listen to me. But you didn't this morning. You disobeyed me." She said still glaring which made me smile.

"You forgot one thing wifey. You only said husband. You should say handsome husband." I said smiling at her. I love to tease her.
"That's not important right now. We are talking about obeying your wife's orders. But you didn't." She said taking her towel from the bed and again started drying her hair. I opened the drawer and took out hair dryer.

"Here. You should use this." I said giving her the dryer.

"I don't use it. I love when my hair are wet. It keeps my head cold and I love it." She said but this calmly taking her comb and started straightening her hairs.

"But right now you are burning even when your head is cold." I said hiding my smile and my eyes widened when she looked at me with fire blazing from her eyes.

"You are gone Zayan Faraz. You are gone." She said getting her teeth and I ran for my life laughing. We were running in the whole room and our room was filled with our laughter. I was looking at her who was panting hard keeping her hands on her knees but her lips were smiling. It made me smile too.

"What happen wifey? Are you tired? This early?" I said walking to her and made her sit on the bed. She was still panting hard. I poured water from the jug which was kept on the table.

"Here." I gave her the glass of water and sat down in front of her on the floor. She took it and gulped down in one go. I smiled at her.

"Why are you mad at me wifey?" I asked her keeping the glass back on the table and hold her hands.

"You know it very well." She said and was continuously pulling my hand up.

"What are you trying to do?" I asked her confusingly as I'm not getting what is she trying to do.

"Why are you sitting on the floor? Come up and sit beside me. I'm not liking it." She said and I smiled at her action.

"But I'm loving it." I said smiling.