And You became my Dawn

Chapter# 29

Why he gets angry at every little thing? ??

I watched him going outside, suddenly he turned around and said, "Oh! One more thing. If your ego doesn't allow you to wear my shirt and you still feel uncomfortable in your shirt then don't wear anything at all."

Huh...? How could he...

I gasped and the second thing I know I throw a pillow on his face. Which hit him directly.

"Did you just...?" He said looking at the pillow on the floor. He slowly bent down and grabbed it.

Oh no!

Slowly I picked his shirt and climb up the bed to go to the bathroom which was on another side. But before I could reach it, he gets a hold of my dupatta. I yelped and quickly leave my dupatta and ran inside the bathroom.

"Open the door Sandal."

I am not an idiot ...

"No."

"Fine, I will deal with you later." With that, I heard footsteps walking away.

I changed into his shirt, which came to my mid-thighs and it suits my trousers too. I have to admit it feels good in his baggy shirt. I peeked inside the room, he was not there so I walk in to take my dupatta but it was nowhere to be found.

Did he take it with him???

I thought to wearing my dirty dupatta. It may have sea sand in it but better than going without it. I checked the whole room but didn't find any of them.

Don't tell me...

I walked out and found him in the kitchen. "Ahmed, do you have my dupatta?"

"Yes, all of them." He turned to me, taking in my full appearance he smirked.

"Give them back."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Hm... let see... you look hot in this and... it gives me a great view." He winked at me.

Great view? ??

I looked down at the shirt and notice its almost transparent.

Ya Allah!

I quickly turned away, just when I was about to leave he grabbed my arm. "Hold on wifie, you're not going anywhere."

"I got to change this shirt."

"Nope! You're not changing it."

"Why not?" I still didn't turn towards him.

"Argh! You ask so many questions and I said it before, it gives me a great view."

" I am married to a pervert." I mumbled and felt two arms circling around my waist from behind.

"Aw, my poor wife! But it cannot be helped now. Right?" He whispered, nibbling my earlobe.

Suddenly, he bent down and scooped me into his arms like the bridal style. I shrieked and asked him to put me down.

"Just be quiet, it's not the first time for me to carry you like this."

He said in a bored tone and I hid my head in his chest embarrassed by the fact that he holds me like this before our marriage too. His chest vibrated as he laughed at me and making me more embarrassed. He made me sit on the kitchen counter.

"Stay here." He turned around and I quickly put my loose hair in front to cover myself. He handed over a glass of juice.

"Drink it, and then we have to talk about something." He said seriously, so I quickly gulped down the whole glass and put it on the side.

"Oh!.. well that was fast." Putting his glass on the counter, he put his hands on both sides and lean a bit closer.

"I want you to answer something with all honesty." I nodded.

"If I take you back to your home in Peshawar, do you find the stamina in yourself to face everything?" I look at him dumbfounded.

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Ahmed's POV:

"You're taking me to Peshawar?" She asked me in disbelief.

"Yes, tomorrow morning. If you think you can handl-"

Before I could finish my sentence she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.

"Thank you... thank you... thank you." She tightened her grip on me. Her reaction was unexpected but it made me happy, I also hugged her back tightly until she screamed.

"Can't breathe." I laughed and lost my grip.

"But let me make this clear. If things go out of hand then I will bring you back instantly and will not send you back no matter what you say. Got it." She nodded.

Whom am I kidding? I know I can't so no to her if she wants to go back...

She unwrapped her arm around me. When I back away a little, she quickly holds my glass and drank all my juice and jumped down from the counter.

"Hay! That was mine."

"Sorry, I couldn't resist. I love apple juice." She shrugged.

"Oh! At least my glass of juice was luckier than me. It was privileged by the love of my wife." I sighed and she giggled.

"Stop sulking. I love you too."

"You love me?" I asked back in disbelief.

"When did I say that? I said, I love sleeping ... and it's about time we should sleep right?" She teased and ran into the room.

I love you too my wifie...

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