Kulsum's POV-
I pulled away gently after a long and warm hug. I would be lying if I said I don't want to remain locked in his embrace forever.
He's the best kind of genuine person. Never, ever in my life I was told that I was.....beautiful.
A part of me knew I was good-looking as some girls were so jealous of me, and even dumb enough to evident it.
But it's the first time ever someone actually said it to me. And I couldn't be more glad to know that it's none other than my husband.
Our bodies were still in each other's embrace as he held my hands with the most charming expression.
Suddenly I felt this fuzzy little feeling inside me, as tickles travelled throughout my entire body.
His electrifying blue eyes and his contrast black hairs and his most divine face and his perfect pink lips seems even more alluring.
He's the most exquisite person both inside and out. How wrong I was about him!
His hands reached for my face, cupping them as he gently carcassed my cheeks just below my freckles.
His touch is the most appealing sensation I'd ever felt. I felt this urge for him to just grab my face and kiss me!
"It's late, you better get to sleep melekim." He removed a strand of hair from my eyes as he slightly smiled.
I nodded and we reached for the bed and I snuggled in my blanket as he stretched his legs and typed on his laptop.
After what felt like eternity of constantly shifting restlessly in my bed I heard him say......"what are you doing melekim?" He asked flatly as his eyes were fixed on his laptop.
"Uh....nothing, just trying to sleep." I cleared my throat.
"No, you're just tossing and turning every two second as if there are thorns on the bed." He said bluntly, his eyes still fixed on his laptop.
"Whatever, I just can't sleep." I sighed.
"Come here." He stretched out his arms towards me, his eyes still on the laptop.
I was kinda surprised, and to be honest excited yet terribly nervous thinking what will he do.
My heart raced as I could feel it will jump out of my throat any minute now.
I slid into his arms as he gently made me lay on his lap as his laptop was placed on the other.
He gently tapped on my forehead rhythmically, gesturing to make me sleep as his fingers curled into the strands of my hairs as they travelled, playing with them, with his eyes still stuck on his damned laptop.
"I uh-"
"Shhhhh" he cut me off huskily. "Sleep melekim." His fingers cupped my chin as his thumb were on my lips caressing it sensually. And yes, his gaze still on the laptop.
I gulped, how I wished his lips to be on mine instead of his thumb.
Astagfirullah, I'm so shameless.
I closed my eyes as I snuggled on his lap, feeling warm with his touch and his embrace.......and a while later I dozed off.
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I woke up to find myself laying on his chest as the first thing I witnessed was his gorgeous face.
I sensed my arms circling his waist and his hands wrapping me pressing our physiques with each other, caging me as our bodies tangled with each other's.
I smiled as I watched him sleep like a vulnerable baby. I swear he looks so perfect, even when he's sleeping. Ya Allah, I could stare at him for hours.
"You can stare at me by getting off me as well." He spoke huskily in his ravishing morning voice as his eyes were still closed.
I jolted as I immediately tried to get off him but his grip around me tightened as his eyes shot opened.
I gulped as his hands moved to my face, removing a strand of hair from my eyes and tucking it behind my ears.
Our eyes met and I practically drowned in his ocean blue eyes.
"Y- you were awake? Why didn't you woke me up?" I looked everywhere but him, as his eyes devoured me.
"I didn't wanted to disturb your sleep melekim, you slept with intense struggle last night." He shrugged.
Ya Allah, what did I do to be blessed with such a wonderful husband!
I legit wish to cry right now.
He slowly let me go as he got up made and his way to the shower.
And here I was..... terribly trying to calm down.
I was in the kitchen, preping breakfast as I constantly flipped back the hem of my hijab as it trailed off again and again.
I wasn't able to wear it properly as Abdul Razzaq was constantly staring me with the most attractive smile.
Finally giving up, I removed the pin of my hijab as I rested it roughly on my head.
All I could think about was Abdul Razzaq and our encounter last night and this morning.
I didn't realised much as my hijab slid off my head and fell on my shoulders, but I was way too much engrossed in my thoughts.
Suddenly, I sensed someone entering the kitchen as I hurriedly placed my hijab on my head as I turned around and a gasp slipped my mouth.
It was Abdul Razzaq. He smirked as he slowly walked up to me and locked me between the island table and him.
He leaned in closer and I could feel his cool breaths tickling my skin.
"You don't need that veil in front of me, I have a right to see you without it, you're my wife." He whispered huskily.
His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him closing the distance between us.
His other hand gently slid off the hijab which was resting roughly on my head, revealing my hairs which was tied in a bun.
He tore the rubber band in my hairs making my hairs flow down on my back as I gasped. His eyes remained on mine as he looked at me like I was the treasure he was searching all his life.
He gently placed a feathery kiss on my forehead as he reached for the crook of my neck.
His lips brushed against my skin as I tightened my fist and curled my toes. The way he touches me is the most addictive thing.
He grabbed my hairs, wrapping it around his fist as his soft lips pressed gently against my jaw.
My heart raced and I felt flocks of butterflies churning in my stomach.
Just then, I heard someone coughing from behind.
He immediately pulled away as both of our eyes widened in dismay.
I hurriedly turned around while fixing my hijab and I witnessed Aslihan leaning against the door frame smirking teasingly with one of her eyebrows raised.
We both cleared our throats and looked everywhere but her.
I felt my cheeks heated up with embarrassment as I hurriedly wrapped my hijab and he rubbed his palm on his neck.
"Allah Allah, seems like last night wasn't enough for you. No problem, you guys continue, I'll just come back later." She giggled and skipped away.
"Aslihan, no it wasn't like that!" I called out on her I followed her, but a hand grabbed my wrist.
I turned around to see About Razzaq clicking his tongue.
He pulled me closer as our bodies collided with each other.
"Are you going to leave looking like a goon with your hairs messy and your hijab completely unsettled? Wallahi, someone will think I did that." He smirked.
"Uh hello! Of course you did that! Thanks to you for messing with my hijab, tearing apart my rubber band, and smudging my lipgloss. I legit look like a homeless woman." I tried to tie my hairs as I rolled my eyes at him.
"I'll buy you a hundreds of those alright. And what are you doing?" He shrugged.
"Uhh, wearing my hijab? What else does it look like?" I made a 'duh' expression.
"You look like you're wrapping a turban that those goons wear." He said bluntly.
"How dare you! Well it wouldn't be like this if you weren't distracting me while I was wearing it in the first place." My eyes widened as I scoffed.
"I was distracting you huh? Would you please elaborate." He smirked.
"Well.....I was wearing it in the bedroom and you kept on staring at me and later in the kitchen, you made it worse." I looked everywhere but him.
"Ooh so you're saying you didn't enjoy it?" His eyes darkened as his lips were just an inch away from mine.
"I- I didn't say that." I breathed. "So you're saying you enjoyed it?" He smirked.
"Ya Allah, you're so sneaky and shameless. Get away from me." I exclaimed as I playfully shoved him away.
He chuckled slightly as he smirked and I huffed continuing wearing my hijab.
He moved closer to me as he took the cloth in his own hands and started wrapping it gently and gracefully around me.
I watched him with enchantment as my knees became wobbly.
"And that's how you do it." He smirked patting gently on my head.
He pecked gently on my forehead and left the kitchen.
I spent rest of the day with my parents as it was their last day today.
Soon it was late evening as all of us dropped them at the airport and I hugged them intensely.
I watched them leave and I felt something heavy in my chest.
Why was I so restless, I didn't felt like this when I left for Turkey.
We drove back home and I couldn't shake off the restlessness inside me.
We were all at dining table, chatting and laughing but I kept to myself.
Apparently Abdul Razzaq noticed something was off as he squeezed my hand underneath the table.
I looked up at him and he nodded with reassurance.
Suddenly the news on the television captured my attention.
"We just got informed that the flight this evening from Istanbul to London crashed horribly in the ocean and apparently no one was left alive." The reporter on the television stated.
My heart lunged in my chest. My parents were in a flight to London. I dropped my glass in horror as it shattered on the floor.
Everyone looked at me with utter shock as they finally paid attention to the journalist.
My nerves were getting shot, and I felt completely numb.
I didn't know how to react. No no no no no.....this can't be!
I just mended things with them and things finally looked up.
How can they leave me like this!? This can't be happening.
My breathing started getting shallow as I was having a panic attack and I collapsed on the floor.
I found myself in my bed when I opened my eyes as I witnessed Abdul Razzaq next to me with a tensed expression.
"Kulsum......thank God you're awake. Are you alright?" He asked worriedly.
Soon I saw everyone gathered around me, looking tensed and asking me how I was feeling but their words were barely audible to me.
All I could think about was how my parents suddenly died.
I can't believe it......what happened so suddenly?
All my life, I never felt their presence even if they were there. And now that they're gone, I feel like a huge part of me is snatched away.
That's it! Everything came crashing down. My parents are dead!
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