Kulsum's POV-
It was 7 am as I prayed my morning salah feeling anxious about what's gonna happen today.
Yesterday Abdul Razzaq saved me but this cannot go on forever, I need to apologise to my parents, afterall they're my parents.
I made my way towards my room and knocked on the door.
In an instant my mom opened the door and I stepped inside to witness my father already there waiting for me.
Suddenly both of them pulled me towards them and hugged me tightly.
I was in immense shock, I was so sure they would be fuming with anger, but instead they hugged me.
They pulled away after a while as tears stung their eyes. I won't lie but I desperately needed that hug.
It's the first time my parents ever hugged me. I was yearning for it my whole life.
"Wha-what happened?" I appealed. "We're really sorry my daughter." My mom sobbed as she wiped her tears.
"What? What for?" I asked confusingly. "All our lives, we chased money like a bloddy tosser forgetting the most precious treasure of our lives. You!.....please forgive us." She cried harder.
"It's true. I worked so hard to give us a better life that I couldn't give you my time. I'm a horrible father. I always kept you away from your dreams and forced my decisions on you. I'm extremely sorry." He lowered his gaze as he continued crying.
I am utterly confused. This is too much to process, and seeing them like this? It's so unusual.
But seeing them like this made my heart melt like butter.
"No dad, you're an amazing father, you always cared about my wellbeing. You just didn't wanted me to chase falsehood. Yes, your ways were wrong but I love you both so much."
I gave them a bear hug. I just wanted that to last till eternity. I'm glad they understood, I cannot be more grateful to Allah.
"And for the record, I don't regret marrying Abdul Razzaq, not even one bit. If you guys hadn't forced me to marry him, I wouldn't have married him. Though it was wrong......I'm glad it happened. I knew you were doing it for my own benefit."
I smiled widely as my mom kissed my cheek and my dad pecked my forehead.
The next few days were like heaven. I filled them with all my life stories as they did the same.
My relationship with my parents just kept getting better and I couldn't be happier and it's all thanks to Razzaq.
I don't know what I'd done without him. Truly what Allah does is for our own benefit.
Abdul Razzaq's POV-
For the past few days, things had been going smooth and excellent. Kulsum and her parent's relationship mended and so did our relationship.
It was quite late at night as I entered the house after a long and whacked day.
I entered my room and spotted Kulsum near the dresser.
But what I witnessed next, shook my world to it's core. Never in my life I thought I'd be witnessing this.
She was standing in front of the dressing mirror first time without her hijab.
I was so enchanted and captivated by her long wavy beach curls hair that reached her hips, with a brilliant shade of reddish brown.
She suddenly spotted me as she gasped and her eyes widened in dismay.
I quickly turned around feeling dreadful and a complete idiot.
How can I be such a careless person, I should have knocked on the door before entering.
But I must admit she looked absolutely stunning and her hairs were just adorning her beauty even more.
"Are you decent now?" I cleared my throat. "N-no but I-I need your help." She stuttered.
"Is everything okay?" I asked feeling concerned.
"Yeah, it's just that I'm not able to pull up the zip, I think it's stuck." Her voice sounded angelic.
"Sure." I slowly marched up to her, she had roughly placed her hijab without any pins as she stood there nervously fidgeting her fingers, biting her lips and curling her toes.
I crept up behind her, making her face the mirror leisurely. She lowered her gaze as she started breathing heavily.
Suddenly her hijab slipped off from her head as it was very loose once again revealing her beautoes hairs.
Her hazel eyes widened as it shone more beautifully as she bent to pick up her hijab but I held her back.
I don't know why I did that but I just wanted to make her feel safe with me.
I wanted her to feel like her own with whom she can be around freely.
She gulped as I noticed her cheeks reddened intensely making her freckles even more prettier. She couldn't stop blinking and looked everywhere but me.
I couldn't help but chuckle. I glidly moved her soft bushy hairs from her back and it landed on her chest.
Her back was completely exposed with her soft gleaming skin shone.
I tried to unstuck the zip as my heart was banging inside my chest.
Finally I zipped her up as she turned to me with stars in her eyes.
"Thank you." She lowered her gaze as she tried hard not to blush.
Ya Allah this girl will surely kill me. Her beauty is the most unique and euphoric and she makes me go crazy for her, to which she has absolutely no idea about.
She started wearing her hijab but I held her wrist gently making her face me.
Her hazel doe eyes shone like the honey in a bright sky.
"It's okay if you don't wear hijab, you can reveal your hairs in front of me." I smirked.
"Yeah but-" she gulped.
"You wear it all day, I want you to feel completely relaxed. It's just you and me here." I lifted her chin gently.
"Okay." Her cheeks turned into a fine shade of pink.
Only if I can tell you how bewitching you are melekim with or without your hijab.
"So tell me melekim, do you wear hijab in front of me because you're uncomfortable?" I gazed straight in her eyes.
"No, actually......I never took off my hijab in front of anyone including my dad, so I kinda felt nervous. And....." she looked away as she blinked several times.
"And?" I tilted my head.
"And....when I was very little and didn't wore hijab, kids my age made fun of me because of my ugly red hairs, they said that it makes me look like a clown. Even my mom used to say that it's not very befitting me. That's why I never took off my hijab even in front of my mahrams." (People who can see you without hijab)
"Nonsense, listen to me. Your hairs are unique and absolutely beautiful.....just like you. Those people were just idiots. You know your hairs are like the alluring shade of the sunset that soothes eyes. I've never seen hairs as gorgeous as yours nor a person as perfect as you."
My eyes remain fixed on hers like a glue as she starred at me with the most reverie smile.
It wasn't the fake smiles she has on her face all day long, or the smiles she has after accomplishing something.
It was her smile of redemancy. I swear her smile is the best part of her and making her smile makes me the most exhilarating person alive.
She devoured me with her eyes as she jumped into my arms and hugged me.....for the very first time.
I felt so euphoric as if I felt her arms circling my neck and her face buried in my chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist firmly.
I felt like I could stay like this forever, caging her in my arms and never let her go.
I can't remember hugging someone like this as my heart erupted in my ribcage ready to burst out.
I swear I'll crash down the whole world to make her happy, because she's the reason of my happiness.
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