'Call upon me, I will respond to you'
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Edited.
Inaya's POV:
The next day, I quickly got ready. I decided on some light blue skinny jeans with a white button up shirt and a black blazer. I topped my look with a navy blue hijab and my white nikes. Smiling at my reflection in satisfaction I made sure to grab my phone on the way out.
Zayaan had left early today saying he had a meeting and so here I was now, ready to go in search for a job. I decided to text Zayaan before leaving.
I'm leaving now.
Immediately I recieved a reply from him which made a smile form on my face.
Good luck my dear wife<3
A blush made it's way onto my cheeks and I kept the phone back in my purse. Zayaan had told me, no basically ordered me to take the driver with me and so here I was sitting at the back of the car admiring the view as we drove from street to street.
I had circled some hospitals nearby on the map and some in the city centre where I had wanted to apply. After hours of going from one hospital to another, i finally returned home.
I sighed in relief as the scent of home surrounded me. It was 7pm in the evening so I knew that Zayaan would be home by now. Following the voice of the tv, I made my way to the lounge and slumped down beside him. Zayaan had changed into his pyjamas and was comfortably settled on the couch.
I greeted him with a salam and a smile. He turned his gaze from the tv, giving his full attention to me. "So any luck?" He asked, his dark eyes attentive on my face. I shook my head as I stared at the ceiling. "I don't know, I gave the interviews today and they said they would call by tomorrow but I highly doubt that. The interviews were horrible." I muttered giving him a side glance.
"I'm sure they weren't that bad and don't worry, I know you'll get it." He gave me a reassuring smile and I nodded slowly. I closed my eyes trying to relax but jumped when I felt his hand. I looked at him with confusion while he just sat there, frozen. "What are you doing?" I raised my brow.
"I was removing the pins, so that you were more comfortable." He replied scratching the back of his neck while pointing to my hijab. I moved a bit closer. "Go ahead." I replied and without hesitation he started removing the pins from my hijab carefully. A small smile made it's way onto my face at the fact that he cared.
He removed each pin slowly then unwrapped my hijab. He then removed the clip from my hair as my hair fell against my shoulders in waves. I breathed out in relief as air brushed through my hair. "Thanks." I gave him a grateful look while his dark eyes remained intent in my face. "Are you hungry?" He asked.
"Wait, are you cooking?"
He shrugged as he looked at the tv. "Why not?"
"You know how to cook?" I sat up surprised and he gave me a look filled with disbelief. "Ofcourse I do." He retorted, offended. "No I didn't mean it like that, I'm just surprised that's all." I clarified.
"When you live alone, you need to learn basic stuff like cooking." He stated not turning his attention from the tv and I nodded in understanding. "So are you hungry or not?" He asked once again and my eyes brightened as I nodded quickly.
"I'm starving." He smiled and got up, making his way to the kitchen.
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"It smells amazing." I complimented as I sat on the counter watching Zayaan cook. I was surprised how elegant he looked while doing something as simple as cooking and how I wasn't able to tear my eyes away from him even once. Right now he was cutting the vegetables while I just stared at the way his muscles worked.
"Its rude to stare." He stated and I froze being caught red handed. "I wasn't staring." I stared at my hands. "Sure you weren't." I could tell he was smirking and I rolled my eyes. "What are you making?" I questioned, looking at him again.
"That is a surprise." He retorted and I pouted. "But I want to know." I whined and he rolled his eyes at my childish antics. He suddenly stopped cutting and moved near me, placing his hands on either side of me. He slowly leaned in while I leaned back. There was a playful look in his eyes. I could tell from the smirk on his face, he knew the affect he had on me.
"You might want to remove that pout from your face love, before I do it for you." His dark intent eyes were on my face throughout the time as his gaze flickered to my lips then back to my eyes. My heart was beating at an extraordinary rate agaisnt my ribcage while my breathing became laboured at our proximity.
"I-" I gulped as I tried to speak something but no words came out. What was I going to say? I searched my brain to come up with something but it was of no use. An intense look took over his face as he leaned in further while I sat there frozen.
"You're going to ruin me woman." He whispered and there were only centimetres left between us. The ringing of the phone, my phone, broke the tension as he jumped away from me groaning and I quickly jumped off the counter with a blush on my cheeks. I quickly answered my phone without looking at the name as Zayaan stared at me curiously, making me squirm.
"H-hello?" I spoke breathless and Zayaan smirked at this. That jerk knew exactly what effect he had on me and he was enjoying it. I rolled my eyes as I stopped my voice from shaking. "Hey girl! What's up?" Dania's excited voice greeted me from the other side.
Dania I mouthed to him and he nodded as he got back to his work while I walked to the garden with my phone against my ear. "Nothing much honestly." I sighed as I sat down on the grass, staring at the sky.
"What about you?"
"Its pretty boring here without you but yeah, my parents are looking for suitors for me now. Even though I told them I don't want to get married yet." She replied and I could tell she was rolling her eyes.
"I miss you too. Oh really? It's about time that you got married. Tell uncle and auntie, I'm here ready to help." I smiled and I heard chuckling from the other side. "I'm sure, you're way more than ready to hitch me up." She stated and I nodded even though I knew she couldn't see me.
"Heck yeah, I've been waiting for this moment all my life." I laughed.
"Let's see. Anyways how's married life treating you so far? Any chance of me becoming an aunt soon?" She teased. "Married life's been good. I mean me and Zayaan are finally starting to get along well now." I smiled remembering our moment in the kitchen and in the car.
"What do you mean just started getting along? Does that mean there's no chance of a niece or a nephew?" I could feel her pouting and I shook my head. "Get your head out of the gutter Dania."
She laughed at this. Tears sprang to my eyes as I remembered all our times together. Me and Dania were as close as me and Kanwal and I really missed her chatter. "Don't you dare get emotional Inaya." Dania scolded and I laughed at how she was always able to tell what I'm feeling.
"How did you know?"
"My sixth sense." She replied. "Sure." I rolled my eyes sarcasm dripping my voice. We talked for another half an hour before Zayaan came and told me that dinner was ready. We both finally ended our call and I made my way to the dining room where an amazing scent of lasagna hit me.
A smile broke out on my face as I sat down beside him. "Oh wow, Mr.mysterious, you've done a pretty great job on this lasagna, now let's see if it tastes as good as it looks." I teased Zayaan as he took out a portion for me on the plate.
This was one of the many things I admired about him. Wether it was breakfast, lunch or dinner, he always took out a portion for me first then for himself and always waited for me to take the first bite. I know it sounded cheesy but it always made my heart flutter making me fall for him even more.
He looked at me expectantly as I took the first bite and closed my eyes as it melted in my mouth. I held myself from moaning out as I enjoyed the cheesy goodness. "That's it, I'm quitting my job as the house chef." I announced and he chuckled shaking his head and started eating his lasagna.
"But seriously, you have got to give me the recipe for this. This is amazing." I complimented taking another bite. "If i had known you were this good of a cook, I wouldn't have wasted my past few weeks in cooking for you."
Zayaan paused at this as he turned his gaze towards me. "This in no way compares to your cooking." He stated. "Are you kidding me? This outclassed my cooking in every way." I exclaimed.
"You really want to argue with me on that?" He raised his brow as a serious expression marred his face and I laughed. He really was taking this to the heart. "Ok fine, I agree with whatever you say ok? No need to get so serious and all Mr. Husband." I shrugged as I continued eating the rest of the lasagna.
He shook his head at the nickname, a small smile gracing his features and continued with his eating. The rest of the dinner passed in small talk between us.
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