CHAPTER 06

Azfar heard his alarm and he hit the snooze. He looked at Neha who was still sleeping soundly on her side of the bed. He smiled and went to her side. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. His world was finally with him. He gulped hard when his eyes fell on her slightly parted lips. He took a deep breath to calm himself. He knew she would not let him touch her that easily. "You have no idea what you mean to me." He whispered and pecked her forehead. 

He then stood up and  went to the bathroom. He took a quick shower and stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Neha was up by then. Azfar stepped out of the bathroom and Neha screamed as she saw him half naked in front of her. He thought she might have had a nightmare. He quickly went to her side and sat beside her on the bed. "What is it, Neha?" He asked in a worried tone

"Get away from me. Put on your clothes." Neha yelled at him and quickly covered her eyes with her hands. He looked at his bare chest and chuckled. It was the first time Neha was looking at a half naked man. Her cheeks were red and her heart was beating erratically in her ribcage. Azfar leaned closer to her, he then grabbed her wrists and pinned her by the headboard of the bed.

"Like what you see?" He asked her and she closed her eyes as tightly as she could. 

"You get away from me or I'll scream my lungs out." She threatened him.

"You will not even think about it or you will be kicked out if my parents know that I married you forcefully." He threatened her back. She gulped hard and tears blurred her vision.

"Neha, are you crying? Oh my God, I'm so sorry Neha. Please don't cry." He pleaded with her. He mentally slapped himself for making her cry when he heard a soft sob that escaped her lips. He tried to pull her into a loving hug but she pushed him away. He felt a sharp stingy pain in his chest as he watched her crying. He pinched his earlobes with his fingers.

"I'm sorry. I won't say that again, I'm sorry please stop crying. I can't see you cry." He apologized again. She tried to control her sobs but her tears betrayed her. He wiped her tears off with the pad of his thumb. 

"I see you cry and feel thorns in my chest. Please don't cry ever again." He told her.

"You make me cry every time. If you feel the pain then you deserve it." She replied angrily.

"Okay I definitely deserve it. And I promise I will never do anything again that would hurt you." He promised her.

"You are a liar, I don't believe anything you say." She replied.

"Okay, then don't believe me until I prove myself to you." He said.

"We'll see about that." She said sarcastically and tried to get off of the bed. He pulled her by her wrist hard and she ended up on top of him. Her eyes widened in shock and his face had a mischievous grin. She slapped his chest a few times to get herself free from his hold. He knew if he had already forced her to marry him. If he forced her any longer for anything else, she would not fall for him but hate him for the rest of their lives. He sighed and let her go. She stood up and glared at him. He quickly raised both of his hands in the air, showing his defeat. She turned around and went to the bathroom. He also stood up from bed and went into the closet. He picked white buttoned up shirt with his black tuxedo. He quickly dressed up and stepped out of the closet. Neha also stepped out of the bathroom, she was chewing her nails in nervousness.

"What's wrong?" He asked, seeing her nervousness.

"I don't have anything to wear. How will I attend my classes today, naked?" She replied sarcastically and he chuckled. Butterflies erupted in her stomach when she heard his chuckle. He offered her his hand, for a few times she blinked but then she accepted it. He pulled her to his closet and opened his compartment. He gave her his jeans and hoodie. 

"You can wear these today. I promise, I will take you shopping as soon as I return home from work."  He told her while giving her his clothes. She sighed, knowing it was the only way she could attend her classes. She snatched the clothes from his hands and gave him a deadly glare. She exited the closet and went back to the bathroom. She locked the door and smiled. She quickly peeled off her clothes and hopped into the shower. She washed her body and hair and stepped out of the shower. She dried her body with a fresh towel and wore the clothes he had given her. She stepped out of the bathroom and dried her hair. She offered her Salah and quickly stepped out of her bedroom. She was about to enter the kitchen when she noticed Azfar was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for his family. She mentally awed at the scene in front of her. His parents weren't in the kitchen. She knew they hadn't woken up. He prepared breakfast for everyone with perfection. She stepped into the kitchen to help him. She tried to help him to prepare tea at least. He looked at her with a raised brow.

"What? I am not going to burn my hand. I know how to work in the kitchen." She answered him and shrugged her shoulders.

"It's not that. You are a newly wedded bride. You can't work till you make something sweet and that too when Amma will ask you. Now you sit and I'll make breakfast for you as well." He replied. He grabbed her hand and made her sit on the dining table. 

"What would you like to have my dear wife?" He asked in a loving tone. 

"Anything you are having." She replied casually.

"I'm having an omelette with tostes. Will that be okay with you?" He asked and she nodded her head. 

"Okay then, omelette with tostes. I am sure you are going to love it." He said confidently.

"You are very confident about it, aren't you?" She asked.

"Of course I am. I was 14 when Amma was very sick. Doctors advised her to avoid working in the kitchen. Since then, I have been cooking for our family. When I was leaving for London, Baba started cooking, but they both missed my cooking. When I got back they first asked me to cook something for them." He told her and they both started laughing.

"We can't help it. You really cook delicious food kiddo." Fatima said and both Azfar and Neha stood up straight and greeted them.

"Morning, Amma, Baba." Azfar greeted but they both reached to the new family member first and greeted her.

"So now she's more important than me. I am nothing for you both now?" Azfar asked dramatically.

"You have your own place in our lives. Now it's her turn to see how we spoil our kids." Raheem replied and sat on his chair. Azfar smiled and shook his head. He knew she had brought so many happinesses with her into his family. And he thanked God for giving him, his life, his Neha.