Aisha's POV
"So, why don't we just get back to work love."
"No, not now. I do want to have some alone time with you- No work, No intruder. Just, you and I." He stubbornly told me.
"Aryan! Wait a minute, were you lying to me earlier when you had told me that- you are sick?!".
"Sick?!". He repeated.
What's wrong with him? Weren't he not the one who had called me earlier and said- he was feeling a terrible headache?
"Oh! yeah, about that. Yes, that's true but I'm now fine... I guess". He gave me a sheepish smile.
"Aryan! Why do you have to lie to me? You're a brute! You know that.?"
"No, I hadn't lie my love."
"But your face says it all."
"Okay, fine! I admit, I was lying but it wasn't my fault. I only wanted to see your face."
"Oh really?!"
"Yes, love.
Aisha's POV"Princess, what's your daddy's name who also has this same mole like us?. I would also like to meet him too.""His name is Yusuf, Aunty. Yusuf Abduljawad.""What?!!!"I stood in front her speechless, I don't even know what to say. How could this be happening? Her father's name is alsoYusuf Abduljawad, he's also a doctor just like Daddy and- he also has the same mole too.What's happening?Flashback"So, what's this your Father's name?"."Yusuf""What?! That's my husband's name! I mean, he bears same name with my husband. What a loser! Thank goodness my husband is not like him. So, what about his profession?""He's a doctor"
Aisha's POV"Ladies!" Aryan called while taking a sit beside his sister. And Dad also followed him too.I thought... I thought he wouldn't come down stairs again?". I thought as I look at him with a quizzical face."And, who are your ladies?." Fatima asked dangerously while placing her left hand on her side waist and pointed out an index finger at him."You two, of course." he replied smirking."Unbelievable!" She murmured rolling her eyes. "I wonder when he's going to stop been a dumb." she muttered under her breath but I could hear her very clearly.I smiled mentally because I don't want to face Aryan's wrath."Hey! I heard you.!" He said glaring at her."Well, it was meant for you to. I'm not scared of you.""Can you two just stop your silly argument for now? Your future wife is here and you! Have some s
Aisha's POV"Hello?." I said once I slide to answer."Aisha dear." The voice called out my name lovingly.I know who that voice belongs to. I can never be mistaken."Daddy?!.""Yes, Aisha.""Daddy! It's you? But wh... why haven't you called ever since these days?.""I'm so sorry my dear, I've been quite busy that's why and.... I was also trying to give you sometime alone. I had showed up all of a sudden, though I know I asked for your forgiveness and you had forgiven me but still dear, I still feel ashamed of myself, I don't want to intrude into your already happy life. You've always been happy even after when I had left you and your mother, I just don't want to add more problems for you... that's why." He explained."Of course not Daddy, you aren't creating problems for me. You're my father, rem
Aisha's POV"As salamu Alaykum (peace be upon you).""Wa alaykumu Salam (peace be upon you too)."" Aisha, you're here already? So, how was it dear?." Mom asked immediately I entered the house. I saw her sitting on the couch and I moved closer to her. I slumped myself lazily beside her."You're tired, aren't you?." She asked in a concern tone." More than you can ever imagine mom. This wedding is really stressful than one could think."" It's not dear, you're just seeing it in that way. So, how was the meeting? Did it go smoothly?.""Yes, yes... How was it? Did you and Aryan met him?." Zee chimed in from no where as she also slump herself beside mom at the right side. I had taken a sit beside her at the left."Actually, no.... Something came up at the work, so he had to stayed back. He couldn't make it.""Oh
Aisha's POV"Hello, Dad.""Yes dear, how are you doing?." He asked cheerfully. "I'm fine Daddy.... actually, u had called you for a big reason.""Really? What's that my dear?.""Why don't you just guess first, Dad.""Oh! Aisha, you know I'm not that good at guessing. You know, your Mom always get mad whenever I said something like this to her." He said, sadly. I could sense the sadness in his tone."Okay, I think I should just say it then. I have a good news for you."
Aisha's POVWhat?!! He wants to pay for my dowry?! Is he crazy? Why paying for my dowry today? Why the hurry? If he paid for my dowry now, didn't he know that I would Islamically (Religiously) become his wife? And what about the wedding? He had said that we're getting married in two weeks time, right? Then, where's this craziness coming from all of a sudden?luckily for him, Dad and Mom accepted his offer. In fact, they had told his parents to take me to their home but Aryan refused, he told them he'll only take me once the wedding is done. But, what's the difference? He has paid the dowry already which means, Islamically (Religiously)- I'm now his wife.Aryan just can't be predict sometime.Though, I was happy because- I know that he loves me so much and he was only trying to proof that to me, which I don't mind.
Aisha's POVNow, what would he think of me...... A Novel that doesn't know anything? I looked at him to see his reaction but he seems lost in his own world. May be, he's disappointed that I was a virgin. After all, all the girls he goes out with in the past are nothing compared to me. Now, he'll definitely would not like me anymore. I need to leave here as soon as possible.I was about to stand up but he stopped me by holding my hand, firmly. "Where do you think, you are going?." He asked"Erm... I thought, you don't.... You don't like... like the idea of me.... You know, I haven't-".He cut me off before I could finish what I was about to say. "You're mistaken babe. In fact, after knowing that I would be your first? My love for you has increased more baby." He said.He kissed me passionately and I gladly give him in same pace. He made sure to pa
Aisha's POV"Do you know that, I can't wait to ravish you again.""Love!" I half yelled and make sure that, no one else heard us."What? I don't have anything to be shy of, after all- you're my wife.""Pervert!"."Only for you love. Just for you." He winked. "I love you so much, Mrs Ahmad." He added."And I love you too, Mr Ahmad."Our parents