KING OF THE NORTH

7: Her Husband

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*In Shuriya's voice from Mehek*
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It's been three days since Malik had rudely spoken to Oman. They haven't spoken in those days and not because they were keeping malice but because Malik normally left the house before Oman Wakes up in the morning and comes back after she has slept in the night. Oman stood in the bathroom, performing her menstrual bath with the thought of Malik in her mind. She missed his presence in her life and does not enjoy the cold that comes with his absence by her side at night. Today she was going to make sure she sees her husband, she was going to make sure she holds his hands today and hug him herself. After finishing all the necessary things in the toilet, she got dressed into her nightwear and strolled over to Malik's room. Luckily for her, he normally does not care about locking his room with his key. On entering into his room, she felt at peace. She felt as though she could feel his presence, his perfume was enough to make her feel serene. She sat down calmly on his bed and logged into Instagram where she saw the pics of her cousins friend trending wedding. It was nice and she had wished she had attended. She was so lost on Instagram that over an hour passed her by without her knowing. She took a glimpse of the time on her phone and saw that it was 11:23PM. Which was way passed her bedtime, she made a pout when she realized that she was sleepy. Staying in Malik's room was tiring her out and all she wanted was to sleep and so she did. She laid her head on his pillow and instantly slept off. Just at about thirty minutes after she had slept off, the door pushed open calmly and in came Malik, dressed neatly in a beautiful Jalabiya that hugged his muscles perfectly. His gaze fell on Oman and a confused look fell upon his face. He walked calmly into the room and sat on the bed next to her, he bent down calmly and stared at her face. "Oman" His breathe felt like the most coolest and amazing air to her ear. She opened her eyes slowly and stood up to stare at him. She was sleepy but as soon as she saw his face, she hugged him. Very tightly. He couldn't understand what was wrong with her but still held her tightly as well.

"What's this for?" He asked as soon as they broke the hug.

"Why are you ignoring me?" She immediately thew her question at him.

"I..." He tried to speak but she interrupted.

"I'm sorry if I did something wrong, I don't know what I did though. But I'm sorry" She broke into tears. Malik couldn't help but chuckle at what a dramatic wife it is he had.

"You did nothing wrong my drama Queen" He cupped her cheeks calmly and pecked her forehead.

"Then why are you ignoring me?" She asked.

"I've just been so busy with work, and I've been enjoying watching you sleep so I don't disturb you" He said.

"How?, You've been entering into my room?" She said while wiping her tears.

"Yes my Drama Queen, I have. Every night. And by the way, I like how you pout in your sleep" He said.

"Thank you?" She didn't know what reply to give than that which had come to her head.

"It's so ugly, you look so funny" he said and she punched him very hard. He couldn't help but chuckle loudly.

"Well I'm not talking to you again then" She got up to her feet in other to leave but he dragged her back down slowly.

"I'm just joking Drama Queen" He said. "I missed hugging you" He cuddled Her lightly. She cuddled him back, she could feel the calmness of his skin and loved it.

"You used a different perfume today" She said. He nodded and she chuckled.

"I like the old one better" She said.

"Okay I'll use it then, I wanted to try out a new perfume" She said.

"No the old one is more like you" She said. He smiled widely and then asked "How?"

"Uhm, I don't know. It defines that you are sometimes scary I guess" She said and he began tickling her.

"Then I'm a scaring tickling monster"
He said. He tickled her to the extent that she lost control of her nightwear which made the robe she was wearing on the shorts and sport bra lose.

He stopped and she shyly looked away when she felt his hand hold her waist. She didn't shake nor move, she stayed there in his arms as she suddenly felt his head on her bare shoulder. He caressed it with his lips and made his way for her face. He moved her face closed to his and stared down into her brown coffee like eyes calmly. He knew she was shaking inside. "Who are my to you?" He asked. Very calmly.

"My husband" She replied in a very calm tone. A smile danced its way onto Malik's face before immediately claiming her lips into the most passionate kiss ever. a kiss that made her feel joy and every other thing that has to do with the word 'peace'.

When he was breathless and so was she, he calmly fiddled with the two signs of womanhood on her chest. A gasp escaped her lips as he roughly yanked the shorts she was wearing down. She knew she was in for it today, he was going to make love to her in the most amazing of ways. He looked deep into her eyes before reciting a silent dua for intimacy, "Are you sure you are ready?" He asked.

"Yeah" At this moment she wasn't the one speaking but the lust that had filed her heart. Yes, she wanted nothing but for him to touch her in his own way.

"Malik!" A loud moan escaped her lips as their skin collided in the most painful of ways to her and yet the most pleasurable of ways to him. It was sealed. not the one of the day she was brought into his house as his wife but of today which she gave her virginity to HER HUSBAND.

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😩 Hey homies, I'm done with this chapter. Why y'all not commenting?.