Prologue
860 Words
For the first time in her dismal life; She felt love flowing in her heart. The same heart once thought cold and lifeless fills with glorious joy and happiness because of a 'MAN' whose spirit is full of passion.
His eyes that shine like sapphire stars filled with warmth and handsomeness. A smile that brings happiness to her sad existence. She had never known love until now because of the way he touched her heart, took hold of her depressed soul and showed her the beauty of life's wonders.
Everything that she thought impossible all seems to be within her grasp. She sees everything in a new light because of something she thought unworthy to feel, to feel love's tender kiss and she bask in it's beauty so because of the feelings of a 'MAN' whom she would love now and 'til her heart beats its final note to life's great song.
He changed her world with a blink of an eye. That is something that She can not deny. He put her soul from worst to best. That's why She treasure him. He just don't know what he has done for her. He even pushed her to the best that She can be.
He really is an angel sent from above to take care of her and shower her with love. When She's with him, she will not cry even a single tear. And his touch has chased away all of her fear. He has given her a life that she could live worthwhile. It is even better everytime he smiles.
It's so magical those things he has made to bring back her faith that almost faded away. Now her life is a dream come true. It all began when she was loved by HIM. Now she has found what She has been looking for.
It's him and his love and nothing more. Co'z he has given her this feeling of contentment In her life something She has never felt
"Earth to meenah!" He snapped his fingers at her. She blinked and averted her gaze to his handsome and sparkling face. "Let's pray," he said with a smile plastered on his face.
She sauntered into the bathroom and performed wudhu. The time she came out, he had already spread the mat for them. She grabbed her hijab from one of her suitcases and put it on.
They prayed two raka'ats and thanked Allah for this wonderful day. They prayed to Allah to bless their marriage. To live together in peace. And be able to take care of each other.
He turned to look at her. She had her head low. Always in his heart, she makes him feel more loved than He had ever felt and happier than he has ever dreamed. The love and understanding she has is something he has been searching for his entire life.
Always in his happiest and saddest moments, she's like his best friend and confidante. He comes to her for everything, and she listens to him without judgment.
Always, deep within his soul, he knows they have a love like no other. What they share is something others only hope for and dream of, but few ever experience. Their love is magical beyond belief.
Always, without hesitation, she gives of herself completely. She has reached the very depths of his soul, bringing out emotions he never knew he had and unveiling an ability to love he ever thought possible.
Always and forever she will be his dream come true, the one he has waited for all these years. From now until the end of time, HE will love only HER. He held her forehead and recited some duas.
He used his index finger and raised her chin up. "Look at me" he spoke. "Why are you shy? Look at me please." He chuckled. She looked at him for brief seconds and looked away. "Since you won't look at me, let's go eat." He stood up and stretched his hand out for her to hold.
They sauntered down the stairs together to the dining room. She sashayed into the kitchen and bought plates for them. "Let's eat from the same plate." She nodded and did as he said.
He started eating while she was there playing with the food. "Aren't you going to eat?" He asked looking at her. She kept mute. "Fine I'll feed you" he declared. "No I'll eat" she spoke for the first time. "Wow, so you can talk." He chuckled. "Now eat up. I want you to grow fat before we visit our parents."
After they were done eating. He took the plates to the kitchen and washed them. They sashayed upstairs together and bathed. They both dressed up in their pajamas and hopped into their comfy bed.
She wasn't ready for the next thing so he never asked for it. He was going to wait until she was ready. He loved Ameenah so much. He never wants to see her tears. He never wants to see her sad. He was ready to protect her.
He moved forward and kissed her forehead. "Good night my princess, I love you."
"He went ahead and married that poor brat after I warned him not to! After I told him I'd kill her if he married her but he went ahead and did it!"
"He'll regret what he did! He'll regret rejecting my love! I'll make both their lives miserable! Bashir is meant for me alone and I must do whatever it takes to get him back even if it means killing Ameenah!"
- Writer
