Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Ihsan wrathfully pushed him, her palm on her lips as she wiped her lips, scrunching up her face as if it was some sort of stink that touched them.

Long forgetting Maama's words, she placed her hands at akimbo and glared at him "What's the meaning of this, Sadeeq? Are you out of your senses? Answer me! Just because you unhook my necklace doesn't give you the right to place those smutty lips of yours on my luscious ones! Where are your manners?!" She clamoured angrily, rolling her eyeballs at him, so sharp that one could think they would roll out of the eye socket.

Sadeeq staggered backwards, he was loosing his mind. What had he done? And now this girl can be thinking otherwise. It was to frighten her at first, but had it been she didn't pull out; things might get out of his control.

How her lips were curving, yelling at him. How those doe-like eyes were rolling perfectly was an endearment. He yearned more of her, just how she scrunched up her face almost swept him off his feet. What would he have done without this creation by his side? Like she had literally became a part he couldn't fathom in him.

"Can't you talk? I'm asking you a question, Sadeeq!" She roared, stepping towards him, still infuriatedly rolling her eyes at him.

That slight gesture, if she had known the impact it did on him. If not because he didn't want her to look down on him, he would've kissed her more. He closed his eyes for some nanoseconds and darted them apart; before he stood straight, flashing her a fiesty look.

"Get hold of yourself, Ihsan. If you dare take a step forward what I would do next might not be sweet for you," he declared, with a smirk spread across his purplish lips.

Presumptuously, she took another step forward, daring him with her doe-like orbs. Sadeeq made an O gesture with his mouth, so she's really in for the game? Without another thought, he leaned in, trying to kiss her again, when she punched his stomach so hard that he had to yelp.

Curving a triumphant smile on her face, she let out a snicker. "This is what you get, when you mess up with me. Mind you, even in your wildest dreams, don't dream of kissing me again. I'm still the stubborn Ihsan you know," with that, she swiftly scuttled to the bathroom, banging the door really hard.

Sadeeq painfully slumped on the bed, he knew she's stubborn, but never thought she could be this heartless. His stomach made a groan, reminding him how famished he was. He let out a groan, he dragged the plate she kept on the bed side drawer; hungrily munching on the snacks.

Ihsan joyfully had her shower, before she wore her usual night dress which was a knee length trouser, with a baggy T-shirt. She came out of the bathroom, trying to tie her long and bushy hair in a messy bun, she almost screamed when she saw him sprawled on the bed she was about to slump on.

Tip toeing silently, she peeked at his face; which was pale and radiant, making him to look handsome as ever. With his long lashes beautifully resting on his cheek bone, he was peacefully sleeping.

"The right time!" She shrieked hushedly, he will surely pay for what he did to her. She won't let it slide.

She leaned in very close to his ears and screamed so loud that she herself got scared. Sadeeq abruptly woke up, clutching onto his heart. Squinting his eyes, he saw smirking Ihsan very close to him, he knew she was behind all this.

"What's the meaning of this, Ihsan? Can't you see I was sleeping," he yelled, clearly angry. He could clearly remember the last time he woke up to this heart crucifying scream, and she was behind it.

She staggered back, but held her frail frame straight. "What do you mean? I'm supposed to sleep on this bed, so get up," she informed, intensely staring at him with her fiesty eyes.

Sadeeq got infuriated, so Ihsan really thought he had changed huh? What kind of nonsense was that? He can beat the hell out of her! How dare her to wake him up from his peaceful sleep by a loud scream?! That too because of some sort of nonsense!!!

He wrathfully stood up and moved towards her, whilst she moved back in fear. Swiftly, he grisped her wrist so tight and slightly smacked her head angrily "What's your problem?! Don't you know the right way to wake a person up? And who told you you're sleeping on MY bed?" He bellowed, wrathfully glaring at her. He had to put some senses into this useless girl's brain.

"Let go of my wrist, you're hurting me, Sadeeq," she winced in pain. But it loomed Sadeeq wasn't ready to let go of her. She had to do the next thing that came to her mind; which was to bite his palm and immediately, he let go of her.

She sprinted off to the other side of the room, flicking back the tears that glistened her eyes. "Please let me sleep peacefully, I'm tired, Sadeeq," she half-yelled, moving back in fear, as he took enigmatic steps towards her.

"You've called for a war, Fleshless girl, you'll know who you bite today," he said, his eyes were clouded with nothing but wrathfulness. She had pushed him to the wall.

Seeing he had finally grisped her wrist, Ihsan let out a wail, "I'm sorry, Sadeeq. You're hurting me," the tears had finally found their ways out of her eyes; rolling silently on her cheeks.

"You're not sorry, Ihsan. First, you punched me on my stomach, then, you woke me up in the most heartless way, and finally you bite me. How could you say sorry? You're not serious, Ihsan. You have to pay for this," he took an enigmatic step towards her, with her wrist in his grisp.

Knowing how merciless Sadeeq could be, and seeing the look in his eyes, she knew not to act stubborn; else she would smell pepper today.

She put her hands together in a pleading gesture "I'm sorry please, wallahi my hand hurts," she pleaded, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Okay, prove," he let go of her wrist, how she was crying pierced directly through his soul, he knew she's frail.

Reluctantly, she leaned in and hugged him, hesitatingly wrapping her arms around him which caught him unaware. She hugged him tight, her tears soaking his back; her hand really hurts. "I'm sorry, Sadeeq; please let me sleep, I'm seriously tired wallahi," she whimpered, clutching more onto him.

Sadeeq couldn't even fathom how he felt. He felt something rising up from his toe to his head. Swiftly, he engulfed her into his embrace, feeling the urge to protect her and wipe away her tears. "Shusshhh," he hushed, drawing some soothing circles on her back.

She slowly broke their hug, hunging her head low "Can I sleep on the bed, please?" She muttered, fiddling with her fingers; wiping away her tears. She was knackered.

"Yes, you can," with that, he held her shoulders and laid her on the bed, drawing the duvet to her shoulders. "Rest well, and if you dare make a sound; I won't spare you," he needed to sound harsh so he could suppress his sentimental mood.

She let out a breath and closed her eyes, before it somersaulted in her; where would he sleep? Religiously, it's a must to love for your brother what you love for yourself. And as much as she cared for her body, she knew sleeping on the floor would leave her frail bones aching for weeks. "Enemy," she called out, her eyes still closed.

"What again, Ihsan?" He asked, slightly getting annoyed. He yearned more of her warmth, but he knew it was the first and last time.

"You can sleep at the other side of the bed, but lets make a barrier with the throwing pillows," with that, she tried sitting upright; but he slightly pushed her back.

"It's okay, rest. I'll make the barrier myself," he said and began making the barrier with the throw pillows.

He slumped on his side and closed his eyes, he still felt her warmth. How her exquisite smell still lingered in his olfactory lobe was endearing. How she hugged him, he was sure she felt unscathed; as he too felt the urge to protect her. Her tears that rolled down his back, felt like droplets of fire, they burnt him. And the most prepossessing thing is that she was finally his. Adding more to that, she would forever be with him, and they're even sleeping in the same room.

"Goodnight, Enemy," he slurred, and much to his surprise, she answered with a hushed tone.

***

They were almost late, when Sadeeq woke up, he swiftly took his bathe and came out, hastily packing his clothes, so they couldn't miss their flight.

He softly tapped her shoulder, "Ihsan, wake up, we can miss our flight," he spoke hastily, looking at his wristwatch. They have almost an hour left, but he didn't want them to miss their flight.

"Maaama, I just closed my eyes, let me sleep more please," she whined, closing her face with the duvet.

He yanked off the duvet and spoke in a high pitched tone "Ihsan! We're missing our flight!"

"Daadaaa!" She yelled and broke into tears; as realisation hit on her.