Next morning I woke up, when someone continued to say something on my shoulder.
"Um...Go away, Perry! Let me sleep!" I barked. Argh! My roommate's stupid cat!
"Who's Perry?" said a very heavy voice. Wait, how can Perry talk? Perry can't talk right?
"Sabrina? Wake up! We are gonna be late for Fajr!" said the deep heavy voice again. How can Perry know that it's Fajr time? But then I realised that the voice does not belong to Perry. It was a voice of a guy. How come a guy is sleeping beside me? I woke up with a jolt and immediately sat up. I heard some shifting beside me. I looked down and saw two beautiful ocean blue eyes staring at me. It was Hamza who was laying on his back and smiling at me.
"Good Morning, Sleeping Beauty." smiled Hamza.
"Good Morning." I yawned. Hamza got up.
"Time for Fajr. You are all okay too pray, right?" said Hamza normally. I like this guy! He is not even hesitant.
"Yup. I am all okay. You can do your wudu first." I said. Hamza Hamza went to the bathroom. I took out my prayer cloths and Hamza got out. I freshen up and did my wudu. By the time I was done, Hamza has already placed two prayer mats. I stood beside him and Hamza led the prayer. God! His pronunciation is so amazing! I prayed, Allah to guide me. After praying we folded our prayer mats and I followed Hamza to see where do he keep it.
Hamza turned to me and yawned.
"Come, let's sleep." said Hamza. I nodded and went to the bed. As I layed down, Hamza's two hands found their ways to my waist.
"Why are you so soft?" cooed Hamza. I felt my stomach gave a backflip.
"Go to sleep Hamza." said and Hamza pulled me even closer to him. We dozed off again.
When I woke up, I was shocked to see the time. I hurriedly got up and Haza was shocked.
"What happened?" He said as he rubbed his eyes.
"It's 9 am!" I whisper yelled.
"It's okay, Sabrina. No one in the house wakes up before 10." said Hamza as he laid back again. But I have to get ready. I can't just look like a Zombie on my first day. I picked up a dress and took a shower cause I wanted to look fresh. Then I dried my hair and did some makeup. I put the dress on and the sat in front of the mirror to put earrings. Before I put them there was a knock at the door.
I looked behind and felt Hamza just shuffled on the bed.
"Newlyweds! Put on your clothes and open the door! Make sure you have sober clothes, cause I don't want to harm my son's virgin eyes!" Nusrat yelled from the opposite. I chuckled. She is crazy.
I got up and opened the door. And found a pretty as always NUsrat with Ali on her hops. Ali was sucking his tiny chubby fist. As he looked up at me, he stopped sucking his fist. He started to throw his arms on me.
"Dadaddadada!" He said happily. I pinched his cheek.
"Oh! Looks like you are ready! It is a bit weird. When I got married, in my first day I woke up late and I was so sore....." Nusrat trailed off without any hesitation. My eyes were about to drop. Because she is saying this in front of a kid!
"Nusrat! We have a baby here!" I said and suddenly Nusrat noticed Ali on her hip.
"Ops! Sorry!" said Nusrat with an embarrassing smile. Ali was continuously babbling.
"Looks like he wants to go to you. Can you hold him?" said Nusrat and i nodded.
I took Ali in my arms and he immediately warped his tiny chubby arms around my neck.
"He is such a love seeker." sighed Nusrat.
"He is so cute, Ma Sha Allah! You can leave him with me." I assured Nusrat and rubbed Ali's back. Nusrat nodded with a smile.
"We are preparing breakfast. Make sure you come with your ugly ass husband. God! I can't believe my little Hamburger is married now!" said Nusrat dramatically and I started to laugh. Nusrat was about to leave when she came back.
"I know you are in pain. It will be a bit sore at first, then everything will be alright. Don't walk much, it will hurt. I was surprised that I didn't hear you screaming. Don't worry my brother will get better with time." winked Nusrat and I felt my cheeks burning. Is she for real? She did not just say that!
I came back to the room and noticed Hamza was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"When did you wake up?" I said as Ali saw Hamza and started to jump on my arms.
"Long before you know." winked Hamza and i rolled my eyes.
"Give him to me and put those earrings." said Hamza.I looked at him with surprise.
"How long have you been looking at me?"I said in surprise.Hamza just smirked and started to play with Ali. I put the earrings and watched Hamza playing with Ali. MY mind subconsciously went to what kind of father Hamza will be? I again slapped myself. I am not ready for that!
"Go freshen up. You smell like garbage." I said as I forwarded my arms to take Ali.
"I don't smell like garbage." Hamza pouted. I chuckled and took Ali. I started to play with him. As Hamza went to washroom, Eman knocked at the door.
"Assalamualaikum, Good Morning, Sabrina." smiled Eman.
"Walaikum Assalam, Good Morning." I smiled back.
"I have orders to tell you that you and your 'ugly ass husband' have to come downstairs for breakfast. ANd you can give me Ali now." said Eman.
"It's okay, Ali can come with us." I smiled.
"My wife will kill me, if I don't obey her orders." sighed Eman dramatically. I laughed and gave Ali to him. As Eman left, I found Ali has messed my hair so bad. I stood in front of the mirror and started to comb.
"Hamza got out of shower wearing jeans and shirt and stood behind me. I flashed him a smile on the mirror. He came closer and my heart started to race. My stomach started to give backflips and I don't know why I felt tigle below my tummy.
Hamza encircled his arms around my waist.I was so short compared to him. Thank God, I was wearing my shoes. So now my head can only reach his shoulder. Hamza pulled me closer to him and my breath hitched. He placed his chin on my shoulder and smiled at our reflection.
"You are looking beautiful!" praised Hamza huskily as he drew his cheek closer to mine if that is even possible.
"Um..Thanks." I said. Hamza removed my hair from a side and kissed my neck. Oh God! That felt so good! My heart started to beat even faster.
"I didn't get my morning kiss." said Hamza huskily. I could smell his body wash and cologne.It was driving me crazy. He nuzzled his nose on my neck. Something was happening inside me.
"HAMBURGER! GET YOUR UGLY ASS HERE! I AM STARVING!" I heard Nusrat yelling. Hamza let out a deep sigh and rested his forehead on my shoulder. I chuckled.
" She is crazy. Sometime I wonder is she is my elder sister or younger?" said Hamza and I chuckled again. Hamza gently removed his hands from my waist.
"We should go." I said. But suddenly Hamza pulled me in to a hug and again he started to nuzzle on my neck.
"Hamza, they are...they are ca-calling us." I stuttered. by the sudden closeness.
"First my kiss." said Hamza still nuzzling on my neck. I could feel his warm breath on my skin. I sighed and pulled out. But still his arms were around me.
He wants a kiss, then I'll show his what kind of kiss he will get. A playful idea stuck on my head. I grabbed his jaw and pulled it front of my face and kissed his cheeks.
"There you go." I said with a smirk.
"Ouch! You have a hard grip. But wild enough, huh? I like this wild side of yours." smirked Hamza while rubbing his jaw. I rolled my eyes and instantly Hamza kissed my cheek. I wasn;t ready for that!
"Let's go. I don't want my parents to kick on my first day of marriage." Hamza smirked and I chuckled on the last part. We intertwined our fingers and went downstairs.
"Finally! What took you soo long?" scoffed Eman.
"They are newlyweds, Honey." said Nusrat and winked at us. My cheeks started to burn. Everyone except me and Hamza started to laugh shamelessly.
"Can we eat? I am starving!" said Hamza impatiently.
"Yeah, sure, you must be very hungry after...." Eman trailed off but he was cut off by Mr.Khan's throat clearing.
"Thanks Dad." said Hamza sarcastically. We all sat down on the table.
"Why are you eating so less?" said Mrs Khan in a concern voice.
"Um...I usually don't eat much in breakfast. I only drink coffee" I said and Mrs.Khan gave me a very disapproving look.
"This is so unhealthy, dear. You should eat your breakfast." smiled Mrs.Khan.
"I will." I smiled back.
"So? What's the plan today, Dad?" said Nusrat, who was feeding Ali, whose body was covered with yogurt.
"Ekram's family has invited all of us to dinner." said Mr. Khan.
"Dad, we will have to leave tomorrow." said Hamza.
"Why?" said Nusrat with a dramatic whine.
"Um..I have classes." I said hesitantly.
"Oh! Then you guys should go. Study comes first!" nodded Mr.Khan.
"But, what about their honeymoon?" said Eman.
"We will plan it after Sabrina's semester final." Hamza assured.
"Okay, that's good." said Eman.
By the time we were done with breakfast, Nusrat and Eman had to go for shopping. Mr and Mrs.khan were given the responsibility to take care of Ali. That left Hamza and me with nothing. Hamza called Hamim, but as we were going to his parents' place for dinner, he had so many things to do.
"They are not even letting me play with Ali!" Hamza whined as he sat on the bed. I was choosing a dress to wear this evening.
"I don't know why, but it seems like everyone has works except us." I shrugged and Hamza smirked.
"Well, they eventually thought we 'have work'!" said Hamza with a playfully smirked. Shit! I got it! I cleared my throat and again started to search for a dress.
"You know I haven't use one thing Eman gave me." said Hamza who was now behind me. My gasped. It is getting awkward. I kept silent.Hamza hugged me from behind and pulled me closer to him.
"I'm bored." said Hamza huskily. I instantly turned and looked up at him.
"Me too! Let's go somewhere! I can show you my old school and you can show me yours!" I said impatiently to get rid of the awkward moment. Hamza started to laugh.
"Okay. Let's go. Let me grab 'my car's' key" said Hamza playfully and I hit his arm. God! This man will tease me with this till my death!
"You went to an Islamic school then?" I said looking at the school.
"Yeah." Hamza smiled.
"That's great!" I said impressively.
"We still have some time left. Do you want to got to the park?" said Hamza pointing the park beside. I nodded.
We started to walk in the park intertwined our fingers. I have never did this before. Not even with my female friends. Being around with Hamza feels good. I just hope, i'll not regret my decision later.
We sat on a bench and Hamza warped an arm around me.
"Don't you think you are becoming too clingy Hamza?" I said in a positive sarcasm. But Hamza immediately removed his hands from me. I looked at him, he looked disappointed.
"I'm sorry." said Hamza with a sad smile and looked away. No! No! No! I didn't plan it on my wedding's first day!
"Hey, hey, hey" I said to drag his attention. Hamza looked at me and gave me a fake smile then again looked away.
"Hamza, I didn't mean it." I said with a pout.
"It's okay, Sabrina." said Hamza without even looking at me. I felt my heart clench. I got up and stood before Hamza. He was sitting, I but so short that Hamza's head was just only some inch shorter than me now.
"Hamza, I didn't mean it." I said again with an apology tone. Hamza sighed and nodded. In that moment I felt like stupid. His ocean blue eyes clearly told me that he was hurt. I cupped both of his cheeks softly and made him look at me. Honestly I have never looked at Hamza so close.
He looks like a model His pale skin, sexy ocean blue eyes. His strong and sharp jaw. God! I have never seen a man with this much sharp jaw! Not even Chris Evans has this much sharp jaw. I have always appreciated those trimmed beard in Hamza's face. Though it tickled me when he placed his chin on my shoulder and brushed his cheek with mine. Also now it is ticking my palm.
"I did not mean it." I pouted and Hamza's eyes softened. I immediately hugged him. He wrapped his arms around me. God! I was never that desperate!
Without knowing, I was straddling him. His cologne smell filled my nose. Gosh! I love his warmth!
"It's okay." Hamza mumbled in my hair.
"You forgave me?" I said as I pulled a bit back.
"Yeah, but you have to do something." said Hamza with a smirk. Ops! It wasn't a good sign.
"Wa-what?" I said hesitantly as my heartbeat started to race.
""You have to kiss me." said Hamza as he pouted. OMG! He wants me to kiss him on his lips!
"N-nope, on cheek." I said as my stomach started to give backflips. Hamza tightened his arms around me.
"Lips." said Hamza huskily. For a moment I thought how those soft lips feel on mine? I immediately shook the thought off.
"Cheek!" I said stubbornly.
"Lips." said Hamza and he started to lean in.
"Fine! No kiss for you!" I said as I leaned back and crossed my arms.
"No! Okay fine! Kiss me on the cheek." said Hamza narrowing his eyes then forwarded his cheek happily like a kid. I kissed it and he started smile shamelessly.
"Thanks, you know, we should often sit in this position. I like it!" smirked Hamza. And then I realized I was straddling him. I wanted to get up but Hamza's grip was tight.
"Hamza, please, everyone is watching us." I pleaded. Hamza sighed and let me go. I got off his lap.
"Let's go home." I said quickly. Hamza stood up and intertwined out fingers. We started to walk back to car. On our way, we met an old couple.
"Excuse me, can I tell you something?" said the old lady. Hamza and I smiled.
"Sure!" we said in unison.
"You guys look amazing together! Just too cute!" smiled the old lady. I heard Hamza muttered "Ma Sha Allah"
"Thanks." we smiled.
"Actually we got married yesterday." said Hamza with a smile.
"Oh! That's great! Congratulations!" said the old man.
"Thanks" we again smiled.
"May God bless you." smiled the man.
"Thanks. It mean a lot!" I smiled. They both gave us a lovely smile.
We came back to Khan's place and got dressed. We went to Ekram Uncle's place and unlike Hamza's family they like to live a life which they are capable of. I didn't see anything wrong with it. Cause they are so cute and do't have a single bit of arrogance. Still I like Hamza's family more. They are the exact examples of living a down to earth life, where they can live in a mansion and have hundred maids to work for them. But they don't do that.
"Gosh! I am exhausted!" said Hamza as he crashed on the bed.
"Me too" I yawned and went to bathroom. I took a shower and brushed my teeth. Then put on my night clothes.
When I came out, I saw Hamza was asleep on the bed. His legs were on the ground and his upper half of the body was on bed. I smiled. He looks so innocent and cute! I wonder how come a man an look sexy, charming and dashing also looking cute and innocent at the same time?
"If you've finished checking me out, can I go to the washroom?" smirked Hamza still his eyes were closed. Ops! I was caught red handed.
"I wasn't checking you out" I said, looking anywhere but him.
"Come on! Admit it, your husband is so fucking sexy!" said Hamza cockily and I rolled my eyes.
"You wish!" I said as I passed him and got comfortable in the bed. After a while Hamza laid beside me. Today I was facing Hamza, that's what I realized when he laid beside me. I had to roll but I was so tired.
"Hamza warped his arms around me and pulled me even closer. We were practically cuddling. I can feel Hamza was smiling.
"Sabrina?" said Hamza.
"Hmm?" I hummed.
"DO you think I am the sexiest man in the world?" said Hamza in a sarcastic cocky tone.
"No, Chris Evans is." I mumbled as I was so sleepy.
"But you've got me, not him!" said Hamza as I can sense a tint of jealousy in his voice.
"Go to sleep Hamza." I said as I was almost dozing off.
"You are so meany ." I said in a babyish hurt voice. I chuckled mentally. I warped my hands around his torso, thought he would be happy, then dozed off to sleep.