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"Amarr your getting to many snack's we don't have children's who will eat all of these sweet's just get them for your self i don't prefer eating sweet's" i said looking at the trolly where he kept adding sweet's with other food "im ready have my own children's" he whispered in my ear, i hit him on his arm to let him to stay silent haha "your enough for me, i can't tolerate another Amar" i said laughing and looking at some fruit's "but i would love to have a little Fajr", he was soo ready to have children's but im not ready yet so he will have to wait but in sha Allah we will have children's when Allah wants, we payed for the food and i sat on the passenger seat while he put the food at the back, i can't tolerate the head these day's, i took my nikab off and opened my hijab a little because no one was seeing me in the car until we stopped because the winddow's glass are black from the outside, The drive was 1h long approximately but Alhamdulillah it passed well, we played surah rehman first and then our karaoke session started, "ohh Saher is calling" i said getting my one out when it rang " Assalamuaikum partner, how are uuuuuu" she said and making me and Amar laugh "haha im good what about you" "good, why are you always a passenger princess, you can drive now man" she said "but i have prince now who can drive for me" i said moving the camera toward's Amar who waved at her "How are you Sissy?" "Alhamdulillah im good, lekin lgte is bandi ne apki hallat khrab krdi hai ghari chalwa chalwa kar" "oyee tum kiski side pe ho hmm" i said making face "insaaf ki" she replied," where is this beautiful couple going?" we chat a little before saying bye as Amar said that we will get off here now.

It was a beautiful village with breathtaking mountain's view, it was so hot in the city but here it was chill just the perfect weather, there were so many cottages that i guess were for the local's, there were old lady's crocheting, kid's playing in the ground surrounded by the mountain's, There were little coffee shop's where they sold they're traditional baklava and Turkish coffe, Few old man's were sitting outside drinking tea while chatting some and other's reading the news paper's, Me and Amar had to go on top of the mountain to surround ourselves with beautiful views, so we did, we weren't the only one there, there were some tourist's too. we took a seat there and admired the beautiful and unreal creation of Allah swt, "Hayata...what are you thinking about?" Amar asked me holding his cup of coffee and looking at me while i looked around "The creation of Allah ya Amar, look there" i said pointing towards a mountain that was far away from here but it was beautiful "Your right janaa" he pulled me toward's himself and gave me a for head kiss, "Okay let's take some picture's" Amar said giving me his hand to get up, he hot his poloraid camera out and took a selfie of both of us "Ya Amar, aw it came out soo good" i said looking at the photo "Look at the vie..." i was still talking when a man who looked a local here came and said "English?" he said, we knew he meant if we talked English, Amar nodded yes and he said that he would take our picture together because he saw Amar first take my photos everywhere but we only had selfies together haha, he was taking photo's when Amar started doing romantic pose's "Amar hahaha" "bro she's my wife" he knew what i meant "you too very beautiful couple" the brother said and we thanked him, he left and i started looking at the photo's while Amar was kissing me on my head, now i was so used to with him giving me kisses when im with him but not talking to him, we where now going somewhere else which i didn't know where

" i was still talking when a man who looked a local here came and said "English?" he said, we knew he meant if we talked English, Amar nodded yes and he said that he would take our picture together because he saw Amar first take my photos everywhe...

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