I don't wanna waste your time. Go ahead and live your life. I could be yours tonight.
We'll be up till the morning light.
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<< raqeeba's p.o.v >>
"For calling out loud, Nuraan Khan! Sit still!"
I said, glaring at my so called husband as I tightened my legs around his torso, trying my best to stop him from continuously moving again and again. He didn't say anything, instead just clenched his jaw before letting out a sigh.
"I swear to God, Wife. If I get any pimple because of this then I'll never forgive you."
At that moment I couldn't help but make a face at his words.
Seriously now?
Passing him the sweetest sarcastic smile, I could muster I slowly cupped his face with both my hands, gently patting his cheeks.
"Okay my little princess, calm down."
"I'm serious, Raqeeba." For some reasons the moment my name left his mouth I could feel my heart skip a beat but then I ignored it before rolling my eyes.
"Areeh. It's just a sheet mask. I don't think anything like that would happen... "
"Did you just say you don't think? Or did you mean that 'you know no reaction would happen'." His words made me groan.
We've been doing this for the past 15 minutes man!
"For God's sake Nuraan NOTHING will happen to your 'beautiful, soft and flawless' skin with a simple little face mask!"
"Yeah but, one can never be too sure---"
"God just shut up!"
I had been trying my hardest to not snap at this man right in front of me but God! He is impossible! I glared at him making him shut up his upcoming comeback as he sighed and looked down before again placing his arms on either side of my waist.
"Good. Now close your eyes." I said picking up the sheet face mask before gently placing it on his face and dabbing a little.
"Done?"
"Yepp." Smiling, I quickly hopped of him, sitting beside as I took the remote fromthe center table, switching on the T.V. We were already done with our dinner.
"Now what?" He asked. I shrugged, without looking at him. "Idk. We'll rinse it?"
His head snapped at my direction before saying. "Are you dumb?"
To say his question that rather sounded like a statement caught me off guard would be an understatement. What even...
Rolling my eyes at him I couldn't help but blurt out the comeback, I didn't really want to.
Basically I'm having my post menstrual syndrome so... you'd know why I'm fully capable of snapping. lol.
"Oh, is that so? And what exactly have you accomplished in your lifetime that makes you Einstein?"
This time my eyes met his, as I gave him a sarcastic smile while he on the other hand gave me the 'very-funny' blunt mocking look before saying.
"Well. For starters. I have my own damn multi-billionaire company, which for your information is the best in the market and has the least percentile of stock drop in the history of stork marketing, but just in case you want me to drop down at your low IQ level then how about I let you know that one doesn't rinse their face after applying a sheet face mask."
Still doesn't make you Einstein, genius.
He finished with a mocking smile and lets be honest even though I was quite impressed with his 'achievements' I AM NOT GONNA SHOW IT. Don't blame me. Blame that arrogance caked up in his face. His smile dropped the moment he realized that I was no way in hell gonna bless him with a satisfying remark to boost up his peanut little ego, instead I just kept looking at him. Huh. Sighing at me he just snapped.
"What are you staring at, now?" I couldn't help but bit back the smile threatening to escape because of his irritated voice. Letting out a scoff I said.
"Your face is just fine, but you'll definitely have to put a bag over that personality." His eyes narrowed at me before he countered.
"Ah-ha. And whoever told you to be yourself today, clearly gave you a really bad advice."
Yeah yeah why not. Rolling my eyes I straightened up.
"You know what, Nuraan. Quit trying to be a smartass because all you are is just an ass."
If looks could kill. This would probably be my third death anniversary. I could see the way his jaw clenched.
" If you're going to act like a turd, go lay on the yard." My mouth dropped at his words.
"Well. Here's an advice for you, dear husband. Somewhere out there, there's a tree working very hard to produce oxygen so that you can breathe. I think you should go and apologize to it."
"You know, Wife. I had always heard that there are some remarkably dumb people in this world. Thanks for helping me understand that."
I honestly have no idea why we were talking all this shit. I mean I was snapping because I am having pms but why is he snapping though.
Oh. Blame that competitive spirit.
"Aww, it's so cute when you try to talk about things you don't understand." I said sarcastically before pinching his almost not there cheeks. Hard. But being careful enough with the mask.
"Ouch."
Ima bitch. Whatchu you gonna do about that, Hubby.
He hissed at the pain while we both got up looking at the clock. Great 15 minutes done. This is my first time wearing a face mask by the way and even though I tried to act cool. I know no shits about beauty products. Taking off the mask I discarded the sheet while Nuraan mirrored me, before we both applied moisturize afterwards to seal in all of the nutrients. At least according to the instructions.
I smiled looking at the mirror as my skin glowed while Nuraan on the other hand was busy inspecting the left side of his cheeks. where I pinched.
Huh. Whatta delicate dandelion of a donkey, I have. Uff.
I was about to give him a grow up lecture but immediately stopped the moment my eyes landed on the slightly red mark on his fair skin.
Oh shoot.
"Dang it." Cursing under my breath. I quickly looked away while he just shook his head glaring at me through the mirror.
Its not my fault! He is sooo sensitive.
Why do you forget that there's a reason every man in you fam calls you a man, Raqeeba.
SHUT UP
Quickly muttering an apology I hurriedly turned around ready to go upstairs and hide inside my room when his voice made me stop.
"I'm afraid our son will never be the man, his mother is."
My eyes widened at his words as I quickly turned around. No. No he didn't. Wait. Did he?
"Take that back, Mr. Khan." As if knowing that he had finally mustered to hit the right nerve. His once upon a gone smirk was back making my insides churn.
Ugh!
"I said take that back!"
He cannot just always go around calling me a man again and again! Its annoying!
"Nuraan I--" I couldn't even complete as he simply interrupted right in between.
"Thanks for the mask, Wife. Good night." Placing a soft kiss on my cheek, he simply winked at me before quickly jogging to the stairs.
"No. no no no You gotta take that back! I'm not a man---" I quickly shut my eyes at the loud bang of his room door.
Bitch.
Slowly touching my cheek where he placed the kiss I gave a last look at myself when it hit me. Did he? Umm.
Did he just say, our son?
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I slightly shifted in my position the moment I felt the bedroom door creak, making me slowly open my eyes as I looked at the time. 2:30 am. Shutting the door behind him I saw him walk closer to the bed before he switched off most of the lights except the lamp on my side of the bed and covering me with the duvet, making me smile in my half asleep consciousness.
I shut my eyes the moment I felt him sit beside my supposedly sleeping figure before he slowly tugged a strand of my hair behind my ear and softly leaned forward placing a gentle kiss on my temple. And even though I wanted to stay as static as possible I couldn't help the way my lips slightly parted at the contact making him still.
KILL ME.
"I thought you slept." His voice came out as a whisper making me hear my loud heart beats. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. Squeeze shutting my eyes even more than possible I couldn't help but let out a stupid. "I am." In my defense.
What the hello kitty!?
You're supposed to be asleep!
A chuckle escaped his lips as he slowly traced his thumb on my cheek making circles. "Sure."
There was no mocking in his voice. Amusement? Yes. But no mocking.
Taking a deep breath I slowly opened my eyes only to find his blue orbs starting straight back at me with a little hesitation, making me frown.
"C-can I. Can I st---" I did let him complete as I quickly shifted a little to the side before muttering a. "Stay."
Putting aside the ammuzement in his eyes, he straightened a little before lying down. I don't know why? But my arms immediately wrapped around him like it was the most natural thing ever. While he too rested his left hand below my head making me rest my head on his chest and wrapping his other hand around my waist.
I stopped breathing the moment I felt his lips touch my temple making me smile and close my eyes. We stayed like that for what seemed like ages as sleep slowly eloped us.
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Cursing under my breath I groaned at the continuous buzzing sound. Moving my hand around I kept my eyes shut as my hand finally rested on the cold metal.
Why do people call at night?
Not bothering to look at the caller, I simply accepted it.
"Hello?"
"H-hello?" The panick in the voice on the other side made me snap my eyes open.
"Hello?" I repeated this time sounding way more alerted as I sat up.
"K-Kabir! He-- Kabir are you there?" I relaxed taking in those words.
"I'm sorry. You've got the wrong number. There's no Kabir here."
"What? That's not possible. A-are you his wi---" I couldn't listen any further to that man as I felt someone snatch the phone away from my hand making me jump.
I looked at Nuraan like he had just gone crazy. Why would he---
Uh oh.
It was his phone?
"I-I'm sorry, Nuraan. I didn't realize it was your---"
"Don't ever do that again."
Well. I understand. Personal space is personal space after all.
Nodding my head. I just decided to stay silent even though I couldn't help the frown on my face the moment I saw him clench his jaw looking at the caller ID.
What's up with him? Should I tell him what I spoke about? Yeah. I guess.
"The person was asking for some Kab---"
"Just sleep, Wife."
Just like that. He quickly got up from the bed at the speed of a lightening before banging the door behind. What's so damn pissing for a wrong number man?
Bloody headless chicken.
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Okay my loves!
I know I know I'm really bad and annoying but for I always take ages to upload!
Recently I read this article which said that if you wanna be a good Wattpad writer then you should always make an update schedule and blah blah blah
Soo...
I've decided!
I'm gonna upload every once in 2 weeks positively and that's final! I swearrr!
(could be more...depends on how busy I am actually.) BUT I'll make sure to update!
Mostly on Sundays or Mondays
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And I'm Soo sorry for being a bitch.
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