Tahir's P O V
Khadijah smiled at Faruk's nonsense before replying "So what do you want amarya to serve you"
"Anything amarya feels like serving us" he replied.
Well, play's over. I walked towards them and took her wrist before drawing her to the kitchen leaving Faruk alone. I tend to forget that Mukhtar is her Brother and I forget that we were forced to marry but I am hundred percent sure what I feel for her is no more what I used to feel for Mukhtar's sister, this has passed the former in such a short period of time.
I do not know why I held her wrist and before we reached the kitchen I caught a glimpse of Mukhtar looking at us or rather somehow glaring at me.
Faruk yelled "What do you mean Tahir".
I yelled "Get married" back at him. Their laughters reached our ears and Khadijah
