~Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom. You'll never be able to find yourself if you're lost in someone else~
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Ammar
It's another beautiful evening, to misbehave and get on my wife's nerves. I thought, As I sat in the living room waiting for my guests to arrive. I couldn't help but wonder what the guy Aaliyah was flirting with at the gala had that I didn't
These days, I am all in a sea of wonders. I worry, I doubt, I fear, I think strange things about Aaliyah, which I dare not confess to my own soul.
Aaliyah crossed the line at the gala, but I was not ready to let her go. Because I am not done punishing her, Or maybe I am just so scared to accept the most obvious reason why I am still keeping her here
At this point, I know that I am just clenching my eyes against some truth I do not want to see.
The loud bang at the door brought me out of my thoughts. I glanced through the window and saw my wife leaving the house all dressed up. I wanted to follow her and see who she is meeting up with, but unfortunately, I have made plans with zarah and a couple of friends. Their presence was meant to spite Aaliyah, but it seems my plan has failed once again.
I had company while Aaliyah was gone, but I was not at ease. I was distracted the whole time, Thinking about where she might have gone to.
Frustrated, I checked the time once again, for maybe the hundredth time now. I was puzzled by the fact that she is staying out this late with only God knows who
I was in the study when I heard Aaliyah come into the house, I quickly left what I was doing and went to her
I froze for a moment when I saw her walking up the stairs, I have to admit that she has all the attributes of a perfect woman, and in my opinion, no finer personality ever existed.
Where the hell were you? Why are you out on a Saturday? I asked, gripping her elbow
"I was with a client, let go of my arm" she said, backing away
I let go of her, but Jealous is what I felt when she told me she was out with a client. I was so jealous it burned, and I knew I had to let it alone or I'd break something inside me.
I couldn't look at her and I couldn't take my eyes off her at the same time. My heart ached in such a familiar way, and the very familiarity of it pained me.
I crept into her room for a reason I myself know not. I sat on her bed like a zombie who wants a nibble of her brain, waiting for the perfect opportunity to take it. I waited impatiently for her to come out of the bathroom
She walked into the room with full confidence, yanking away the towel that was wrapped around her body. When I saw her naked body, I felt my heart jackhammering violently in my chest like it wanted to crack my rib cage open.
I couldn't speak. It wasn't because I was frightened. I was entranced, frozen in place by a crisp, terrifyingly icy beauty. Her gorgeousness seemed like a taboo, something forbidden to approach or even speak of, never mind touch.
In that moment, Only a small part of my brain functioned normally. And I knew that not even a snake crawling can keep me away from her.
Temptation likes best those who think they have a natural immunity, for it may laugh all the harder when they succumb.
Aaliyah drew me like gravity, she let loose the monster inside me.
I reach over and take her hand. It's soft and warm, and fits exactly in mine, and suddenly my entire body is wired, as if I've been plugged directly into the sun.
But when I got intimate with her, I was offended by her eyes. They behaved as though they belonged to someone else. Someone watching, Looking out of the window at the clouds. At the street light on the road, Or a passerby in the mist in a hat.
I was exasperated because I didn't know what that look meant, I put it somewhere between indifference and despair.
Aaliyah fell asleep not long after her first time being intimate, the fact that I was her first made it special, made her special, made me feel special too, and I felt something I have never felt before.
I stared down at her resting in my arms, clutched up against me so closely, face covered in dried tears, and I felt weak.
I nuzzle into her hair and close my eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of jasmine. I should let her go, let her go, just let her go. Walk away now. Hang on to what's left of my sanity.
But as Aaliyah presses tighter to me in her deep sleep, I know I'm too far gone to stand a chance alone. I held her so close, and I fell asleep staring at her.
When I woke up the next morning, I knew immediately something was wrong. Even without looking, I knew. Aaliyah was gone, and the space she had left in the bed ached like a missing limb.
Her taste still teased my tongue, and her touch tipped my fingers. Her smile licked my lips, and her heart beat my own. So I tugged on her sheets, like it was a cape. She was a God damned enchantress and underneath, was everything I need.
I was having coffee when Aaliyah came in, she was wearing silky shorts today, She has never looked more beautiful than she does now, unadorned and honest, vulnerable yet invincible.
She was walking across the living room humming a soothing tune under her breath, her firm bum cheeks looking gorgeous as they moved in her soft, tight-fitting shorts.
A thrill ran right through me. She was radiant, and I was very conscious of how sexy she looked
I was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled me like wine, or like a first breath of freedom.
"Good morning" she said, when she saw me
"You give me the kind of feelings people write novels about" I blurted out
"What?" She asked, with a puzzled look on her face
It took a moment for me to realize what I have said. And when my brian finally caught up, my mouth was still miles behind
"I meant to say, are you cheating?" I quickly asked, tying to hide my shame
"No, why would you think that" she replied
"Because you were out with a client, outside office premises, in a restaurant, on a Saturday evening. It sounds more like a date to me" I said
"You've got to be kidding me, you got some nerve" she started
"Whatever! This has to stop. No more going out without my permission" I cut her off
"What makes you think you can stop me?you're even lucky I don't bring anyone home, just like you always bring zarah and co. I think I should start doing the same" she said
"You will do no such thing, I will skin any bastard you bring in here alive" I retorted
"Why do you even care? I guess your undeniable hate for me is just to cover up a secret ache in your heart to have me all for yourself, shameless wolf" she said, with a sarcastic laugh
"You wish, keep deceiving yourself. For all I know, there is no difference between you and this cup I am holding. So valueless that I wouldn't care if it falls and breaks" I said
Unperturbed by the insult, Aaliyah grinned. And she starts walking away, waving it off with a light hearted smile
I heard the doorbell ring, and I went to get it. Wondering who it is at this hour, on a weekend.
When I opened the door, I came face to face with a police officer. He told me he was looking for Ammar, and I told him I was the one.
"Sir, you need to come to the station with me" he said
"Why so?" I asked, sarcastically
"Because a lady by the name Aaliyah launched a complaint early this morning at the station, she said she has been sexually assaulted by you" he replied, with a straight face
I felt those words, felt them like a kick to the stomach. Aaliyah sees my expression and laughs, a sound full of mockery. I saw her at the corner of my eye enjoying the show.
"Did she forget to mention that she is my wife?" I asked the officer, calmly
The officer was dumbfounded, he looked as if he was paralyzed for a moment
"No, she didn't" he finally answered, his cold frosty eyes going softer
"But I'm afraid you're still gonna have to come with me to the station to make a statement" he said
"Alright, let me get my wallet and my jacket" I said
I saw Aaliyah at the balcony looking at me as I made my way to the officer's car, with worry taking over her features. She looked like a princess, locked up in a castle, waiting to be rescued by her Prince Charming
She was worried about me, and I felt that. I felt it like a jolt of electricity to my heart. My heart flutters hopelessly by the thought of it and I couldn't stay mad at her for doing this to me
I was making my statement at the station when her call came in, and I was told that she has dropped the charges. I am free to go
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