Chapter 77: Chapter 77

ABUJA, NIGERIA.

"I really don't like that he gave her his heart, he should've lived and be happy with the other woman. She clearly loved him a lot too, so much." Bushra murmured, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared at the large television in front of them. They are watching a movie, together with Amir in their new living room. On their wedding night.

"No, he did the right thing to me." Amir whispered back, his head atop hers while his arms are wounded around her shoulder, resting right on her arm where he traces unknown patterns now and then.

"I don't think so, dude. I have been waiting for her to die, I was expecting that but then he had to die. His death took a toll on me right now, it touched me." She sniffed again, this movie got her like... She wished she never watched, she won't stop thinking about it now for so many days. That is how sad endings always make her head throb in bad thoughts.

"And he couldn't see her dead, he took the death instead. Love is selfish and selfless and in this case, he took the selfless side of it and let her live his life with his heart beating in her chest. She will never forget him, ever. She reopened his dying studio too just to keep his memories moving." He kissed the top of her head, it came natural when that is their first night together.

With the way they are comfortably wrapped around one another, one might think they have been married for so many years and finally got time for themselves after putting their children to bed. As if they all had busy lives and don't get to spend it with one another, so they chose a movie night over an intimate one on the bed in their bedroom.

They prayed after their friends left them in their new home, took turn taking bath, changed into their comfortable sleeping wear then launch in their living room. He is wearing set of new Calvin Klein sweats he got just for their first night together since she knows almost half his clothes, he changed. On the other hand, Bushra is wearing garnet silk shirt and knee length trouser adding it's matching robe on top looking cozy but sinfully sexy. When she sashayed out of the room as he was setting the television for them, he almost had a heart attack instantly.

He's always known that Bushra Amani is a sexy woman in whatever she wears but he was looking at her through a new light. She is now his wife, his halal in every sense of the way. The sway of her hips left to right, the swell of the hills on her chest molded to perfection down to the narrow way of her tummy. And when her legs opened through the robe, showing her knees down to her toes, his eyes turn lovey dowey with admiration. He can't believe she is really now his, to make happy, to have by his side and a lot more.

And since Anaan isn't with them, Gigi forcefully took her away even though they didn't want her to her to, they had to, it makes everything easy for them. She also loves Gigi, she didn't throw tantrum when the woman took her away in the morning to spend a whole week with. The old woman thinks they need more time together so they agreed to let the girl stay with her great grandma. The woman is insinuating something they both and everyone knows, what all married couples do. They don't just sleep the whole nights, something happens which they don't want to talk about.

Amir don't know how to feel about it actually. Is he supposed to let everything roll off and walk down the path of fate or take the first step like all men do? She didn't tell him anything about being uncomfortable with them being intimate. He doesn't want to make her uncomfortable, she didn't say anything too about their night after the joke he made at her home earlier when he went to see her. She only blushed and blushing means either approval, excitement and embarrassment. In her case, it was all of at the same time so she is wondering why he is taking his time.

Is he shy?

Ha, Mika'il wasn't shy when he consummated their marriage because he says 'that is what happens on the first night to all married couples' so he started with her foreplay. She won't say he didn't worship her because he darn did!

"Yeah, you are right. I still feel so sad though, like it's in reality." She gave a small smile, took another small piece of chicken and shove it down her throat not bothering about those dumb etiquettes of a bride, this is Amir, her best friend. The chicken tastes exceptional, specially made out of love for the couple to enjoy, she couldn't stop urging it down her throat since he opened it for them then gurgle sprite.

"I would do the same for you had that been permissible islamically." He grinned at her when her eyes widen, she raise her hand to hit his knee then narrowed her eyes in a threatening manner.

He was waiting for that reaction from her, that scolding side of hers that always gouge out whenever she is against something he did like he is Anaan. Well, there are some things even marriage won't change and this is one of them. His wife will always scold him like he is a kid, he is not complaining though.

"Thank God Allah made everything easy and reasonable in our religion for people like you will act without rational thoughts. Don't make me mad right now, we just got married and you are talking about death? Are you real?" She pouted, her hands moving to rest on her own knees so she won't touch him, he didn't let her go though, he is still holding her. That is her way of saying she is mad at him.

"C'mon, let's talk about something else then. What should we discuss now?" He gave her a look of apology that gets to her always. She sighed, then scooted closer to him again, shelving her little rage.

In all honesty, she always can't stay mad at Amir most of the times. If they fight with Kauthar, Fayha and even Afrah, there is no way she could do the same with Amir. He won't let her do that because he knows about the soft spot she has for him, he takes advantage of that.

"Amir, I've been meaning to talk to you about this but there wasn't a right time for it. It is about out future. Uh, I don't know if you expect me to give birth anytime soon, I mean, all men do. I don't want to give birth now! Anaan just turned one few months ago, taking care of another baby will be a disaster for both of us. Because trust me, I know that taking care of children take a toll on parents, that's coming from experience. And there is no way you are ready to shoulder the responsibility of being a father at this young age. I mean, you have Anaan to deal with already, you should get through this first. And then, there is the fact that you don't have a job, I don't want Dad shouldering all our responsibilities. Our financial struggles-" She was cut off by a kiss, a quick one that swerved her brains off the chain.

"Don't think too much, we shall take everything slow like you want it. I don't want a baby now, like you said, we already have Anaan. Andddd...." He drawled, his eyes teasing, "Why are you talking about giving birth when we haven't even consummated our marriage?" He wiggled his brows, looking at her flustered face. She swallowed thickly, hitting his knee again as she moved away from his embrace, suddenly conscious.

"You want to consummate it now?" She licked her lips, her hand nervously adjusting the veil she tied around her head. She will go through with it if his answer is positive, she has orchestrated herself for this.

He is a full blooded young man who just hot married to her out of love, he is probably expecting them to do what other happy married couples do. She shan't ruin that for him. There is no way he never thought about her sensually for she has. This is the least she could do for him, he married her despite knowing she is not a maiden like other brides. He didn't take that to heart, never talked about it or showed his discomfort and displeasure. It is a fact that won't change which everyone knows, she has already given birth. He knows that too but accepted her nonetheless because of the love he has for her.

He accepted her as a divorcée his dead brother left hanging.

Even if he says no, she won't let him get away with it. He is going to do it out of courtesy so she can get comfortable around him. She is more than snug with him. And his friends were probably talking about it to him too, he will feel the desire then. She won't squash it down when she herself wants the same.

"Nah, let's wait till you are ready." She knew that was going to be his reply so she gave him a quelling harsh glare then crawled up to his lap. She keep notice on his reaction, staring at her with question and amusement.

"Don't you find me attractive? Because that is what they say when they want to prevaricate unattractive partners." She crossed her arms over her chest in defiance, showing dissatisfaction.

"What are you saying?" He laughed, taking a hold of her hands in a docile malleable way, to show just how he treasured her. "There is no woman that could surpass you, do you know that? I've been saying this to you since forever and never stopped. I'm sure you are saying that to pull my leg. You are beautiful, extremely beautiful." He kissed her knuckles in the most passionate way, earning a shudder from her.

"Then I'm ready." She took him by surprise and before he could react, she hauled herself on him and shroud his lips with hers in a scorching kiss. The same one he gave her earlier, the differences is, this one is much deeper and hotter than the first.

It became a hot make out session before they could blink an eye. Amir is now lying comfortably on the carpeted floor, his hands deep in Bushra's newly washed hair while hers are around his hard chest, the hardness her ex husband lack. At first, Amir's moves were shy but then they became bold with only one purpose to make his wife feel good. In a matter of second, he's scooped her in his arms and made his way to their room where he backed her up against the door too impatient to ferry to the bed.

Bushra groaned, feeling his hands and fingers on her tender mounds knowing she is as slick as she could ever be down below. Her hands made frantic movements to peel off the articles of clothing merged on Amir till his upper body is naked like her own. Knowing they both cannot wait any longer, he took her to the bed, her legs wrapped around his waist while her head tumbled back in sheer pleasure. She never expected something like this but damn, this night is the best one of her life.

That night, love found it's place, souls intertwined to one, hearts surged and soar to the sky and bodies merged into one. It was blissful, filled with nothing but pleasure and love!

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"Why are you going to see your husband the next day after your wedding? You know guests will be swimming in your home right?" Kauthar kvetched, her eyes slitting on an excited Fayha totally the opposite of her at the moment.

"We are just going there to see the place they work and come back, I promise." Fayha maneuvered and made a u-turn out of Kauthar's new home to the military base she knows her husband, their husbands work at. She felt giddy, her stomach fluttering wanting to see her husband.

Yeah, she is shy seeing him again after their night filled with passion but there is no way she can deny the fact that she wants to see him looking awfully hot in his uniform and in charge. Her grip on the steering wheel tighten, the giddiness taking over her whole being. Is this how it feels being married? No wonder all her friends glow and advise her to marry all the time, marriage is amazing at the first stage before it reaches the middle where you would want to become bald with problems and frustrations.

Kauthar on the other hand is busy pursing her mouth to the side, she don't want to go see her husband! What is she going to say to him if he asks why she was there? Ha, she won't say she wants to see him, not that he would believe her. She will stick to accompanying her friend who won't let her live in peace. Seeing her husband eh? As if!

"Why do you even want to go?! You guys were together this morning, what's the use again?" She can't stop kvetching as she is getting more and more frustrated with the way her thoughts are traveling. The guy will think he has her in his web after first night on the same bed. But wait, were they even on the same bed?

"Because, I already miss him. Why do you look as if I'm taking you to see an enemy or starting a war?" Fayha gave her a sideways glance with raise brows clearly written with questions. The woman should be excited too since they all spent same night, or not.

"I don't want my visitors to feel disrespected." That is one heck of a lie, she don't have any other excuse to say. Who cares what her guests think? Why do they always disturb married couple the next day after the nikkah? It should be frowned upon, really.

"Cheer up and forget about whoever and whatever, focus on your boo." With that, Fayha pressed the button in her car and it flowed with music. She knows Kauthar calms down when song gets to her head, she will be hyper and start miming in no time. That is what happens after she started listening to Maroon 5 'Don't wanna know'.

"...I don't wanna know, know, know, know

Who's taking you home, home, home, home

And loving you so, so, so, so

The way I used to love you, oh

I don't wanna know..."

"We are here." Fayha yanked the car to a halt inside the military, they weren't allowed through immediately till after they told them whom they want to meet and who they are. Ha, soldiers don't trust people just like that.

"I'm only doing this forcefully." Kauthar huffed getting out of the car too, her eyes surveyed their surrounding since that is the first time she settled her feet in a military base.

Fayha lead the way, taking guesses of where the higher ranked soldiers would be and voila, brought them to a gate where they got stopped because they don't know who they are. They tried telling them whom they want to see, their purpose and who they are but the strong headed soldiers aren't listening at all. Kauthar was getting frustrated again, she didn't want to be there and they are getting humiliated for no reason. She can take everything but humiliation, never.

"Let's leave this place before I lose my temper." She took ahold of Fayha's hand when a voice startled them from behind, halting her movement all together.

"Let them through!" It was Murad, his voice as powerful as ever and his face, you'd never think he had smiled in his life. He looks so serious featuring his camo uniform tightening around his body like it does his brothers.

"Yes, Sir!" The soldiers saluted and hastily open the gates for them much to Kauthar's dismay. She wanted to use that as an opportunity to leave the military base so she won't see that deranged person she call husband.

"Here to see your grooms?" He inclined his head as soon as they move closer to where he is standing. His hands are behind him, that stance only royalty could pull off but he did it effortlessly.

"Yeah.." Fayha trailed off with a beam then ask him to show them the way which he did without complaint. He was tired of working since morning, the men will definitely stop now that their wives are there. He couldn't believe it when they told him they were coming to join the forces for their new mission!

They are newly wedded for God's sake!

"That is where the name come from. It is called the unseen yatch because no one knows where it is going, no one has ever seen it either. The one person we held captive gave not much explanation. All that it has long endurance warship, belong to some high mafia government. It's combination of sensors and weapons suggest great antisubmarine warfare capabilities. It has remarkable stealth attributes, it makes it more harder to trace. And the ow-" Mujaheed was cut off when the door to his office opened showing none other than his brother who went to ease himself, his wife and sister in-law.

"I saw them outside and decided to bring them in." Murad explained himself trying to sound sheepish, he didn't hide the joy in his face. He don't want them talking about war strategy of some hidden mafia stuff, he wants to do it while they rest.

"You can go, the meeting is adjoined." Mujaheed announced, his eyes still holding Kauthar's they don't show anything she is thinking. He is sure she isn't there willingly, his sister in-law definitely dragged her there.

The soldiers inside the office saluted before all of them started leaving one after the other not before stealing glances at their seniors wives, they are beauties you can't help wanting to glance at them. Mujaddad on the other hand took his wife's arm and saunter with her to his own office which was right next to Mujaheed's. The grin on his lips is enough to show just how happy he was to see her while the soldiers inside the place are just staring jaw slackened. The guy hardly smiles, he is now grinning like he's won a lottery!

So unlike the other awkward couple.

Kauthar knew she can't leave and wait for Fayha outside on the bench she saw when they were coming in, people will question her and her husband, her marriage included. Reluctantly, she entered inside with slow steps and sat down at the farther end of the room from where he is. Her eyes roam around the cozily large place then removed her phone from her bag to keep herself busy. She wished she didn't get herself a break from the office, she missed working already.

"Do you want something to eat or drink?" He cleared his throat before he asked, his figure still standing behind his desk from when they were having a meeting.

"No, I'm good." She dismissed him before he can add any other thing so he nodded dejectedly.

"I'm sorry I left earlier with only a lett-" She cut him off with a sharp glare, gliding her eyes off her phone to give him stinky eyes.

"It's okay." Unlike her facial expression, her voice is sickeningly sweet.

Mujaheed kept quite, he don't have anymore to say knowing she will keep dismissing him like that and this is not the time or place for them to talk serious. As soon as they get home, he would want to talk to her, one on one. This shouldn't be their life, they shouldn't waste it over such trivial matters. Nothing she does will change the fact that they are married.

"You couldn't wait for me, huh?" Mujaddad drew Fayha by her waist to his lap, he is sitting down on his desk sideways.

"No, just wanted to see your working place." She gave a shrug, her fingers played with his button since she couldn't look at his face. It hits her harder when she saw him standing there looking all serious and hot in his uniform what they did the night before.

"That is a lie, ladybug. Give me a kiss now as penalty." She shyly turn to look at him, not to give him the kiss but just to see his eyes. They were filled with admiration, adoration and love, her heart stuttered at that.

He captured her lips that moment, taking her by surprise but she quickly recovered and pushed herself deeper into his chest to fit in.

"We should leave now, we have guests waiting." She pushed away from him, he just kissed the living daylight out of her, she could barely stand on her feet. Her knees are weak, her heart beating, her stomach fluttering weirdly and her brains are mushy.

"I'll come home soon." He pecked her again, taking her by her waist to lead her back to his brother's office.