ONE YEAR GAP✅

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Ihsan dilated her eyes, her heart pounding in its ribcage. She wasn't expecting him, but wait, who led him to her room? Wasn't he afraid of what people might say? How would he just barge into her room like that? What if she was indecent? Ohh yeah...he's now married to her. Urgh! She had to endure his annoying behaviour. Ya rabb! Daada, she'll deal with him for putting her into this. Yes! She'll deal with him by not talking to him.

He took off his hand from her lips and stood up. "Where are the clothes Maama brought to you yesterday?" He asked, directly looking into her eyes; as he made his way to her closet.

She swiftly got up from the bed, forgetting about the crop top and her bomb short pyjamas. "What do you think you're doing? How would you just open my closet? Sadeeq leave my room, Now!" She was really infuriated, so this guy really had the nerves to just barge into her room, command her to have her bathe and even proceeded into her closet. He surely must be nuts. She's the Ihsan he knew so well, and she isn't going to change!

He looked at her from head to toe, following his gaze; it somersaulted in her what she was wearing. She gasped and slumped back on her bed, covering herself with her duvet.

He couldn't help but let a hearty laugh out, what would he see in her body for god sake? The piercing bones or wrinkled flesh? Mtsww, this girl was seriously annoying. "Ihsan, would you get up and have your bathe or not? And for the second time, where are the clothes Maama gave you yesterday?" he inquired, in a bit harsh and bossing tone.

Ihsan rolled her eyes at him. "Sadeeq, haven't I told you? Get out of my room. And for your information, I'm not bathing today, nor would I wear those heavy clothes," with the wrathful expression on her face, she stretched herself on the bed and closed her eyes.

Sadeeq stood there looking at her, so she thought he was joking right? Let the game start now then. He took off his babban riga, rolled his sleeves, took off the Zanna bukar and walked to the bed. Swiftly, he lifted her up with his strong arms, holding her tightly in them.

Ihsan squeaked and darted her eyes open, her heart beating really fast. "Hey! What do you think you're doing? Take me down!" She was fighting really hard to get out of his hold. But man, the guy was strong!

He looked directly into her orbs, "You're going to take your bathe," with that, he slowly placed her down. She looked around; what?! They are in her bathroom.

Widening her eyes like a saucer's, Ihsan couldn't help but let her eyes get teary. Daada had caused her this, and now; this boy would think she'll do anything he wanted.

Stifling back the tears, she wore her presumptuous expression, with a fiesty look in her eyes "I'm not taking my bathe today, so young man, ohhh sorry, young boy, kindly get your baby self out of my room," she spoke confidently, with her hands at akimbo.

Sadeeq palmed his mouth, with a smirky expression plastered on his face. So this girl really wanted to try him huh? He'll show her who he is. She's his wife, that meant it wouldn't be an act of sinning huh? Well, here she goes!

"Ohh dear wife, don't you know what it means to be a Mrs? Well, let me tell you, I can make you do the things you're not willing to. So it's either you take your bathe peacefully, and tell me where the clothes are, or I'll bathe you my self, and you know me so well to tell others what I'm capable of doing," he enunciated, looking directly into her orbs. She loomed petrified. She knew him to even tell others what he can do; they attended the same secondary school!

She let the tears fell, feeling vulnerable "I'll bathe myself, and the clothes are under the first shelf in the closet," she impotently informed, and made way to where her bathing robes were.