I m a wife material

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It was raining cats and dogs .I admit I miss him and whenever I do I start sorting his stuff which is already sorted .I sometimes ask God to give me more time to serve him take care of him because one life is not enough for me to love him .I need him so much but i want him to know that i can be his safe heaven and i have no complains from him ,i m his second wife . I still remember that day when I met him in studio begging him to keep me as a volunteer I won't charge him a single penny and I have special skills in handling the Live shows.Oh god I still remember how hard it was to meet him ..no one believed me there that I came all the way from my country to California just to give him a helping hand in his social work which he does for the sake of God .He is too selfless for sure and i wanted to support him in his mission financially and physically.So that he could feel less work load on his shoulders. No one was letting me meet him and lied that he is not in his studio .I even told his operators that I am a supporter and they can trust me but no one believed me .I even told them that I ll wait for my Master but I need to see him I know I can help him.Security people didn't believe me and started to check my bag I had to lose my cool and told them I am the girl who said I can take a bullet for him in his Live Show and now you people are checking me ? it's Waho ! No one believed , I had to stand in the rain outside for hours and hours till I saw him ..and I really then saw him ..I was thirsty and I was hungry but still I stayed back for him to meet him to just let him know ..let me help him as I don't like him asking people that they should be supporting him in his mission.While standing far from him and watching him coming out of studio I was thinking that he needs me and I can give him the world . I will lay my life for him.In that heavy rain I was all wet without any umbrella or shelter but I was so lost in his mesmerising personality that I wasn't feeling anything ..that moment was absolutely something I can never explain .....so many thoughts were going in my head ...I started talking to God in my heart that why haven't u created many many many men like him ...he is wayyy too perfect for anyone in this world. He can never understand how much I love and adore him . I started walking towards him to introduce myself maybe he remembers me if not then I will just ask for a job in his studio as a volunteer. As I was lost in thinking about the past I forgot that I had to go and pick Zoe from the parlour.Zoe is my best friend who shifted here with me ..we both share an apartment. H.A.Y the name who I call Master because I respect him too much ..he is a religious scholar, who is taking people out of darkness while showing them the truth..I had to marry him because thats the only way he ll keep me close otherwise i never had a chance to serve him to take care of him🙌...he sometimes visit me when he is free from his work and family . I absolutely cherish the time when he visits me .I still remember that when I got a job at his studio I used to sneak from far just to get a glimpse of him sitting Infront of me Live on a show ....there was no screen between us ...he was there ...right there Infront of me .. If he catches me looking at him I used to just look away because he never liked it ...little did he know it's hard for his fans to just ignore his aura ...he is a man who is born once in a life time ..I love him .I have been searching all my life for a guy like him ...I got him he is right Infront of me ...I used to look up in the sky at night and ask God to help me I m getting weak ...Let me be with him for You Almighty knows the intentions ..I want to serve him ...take care of him thats it . I still remember how I used to sit and observe his cup of tea and the books which were near the screens on his desk and the pen on the table of his studio. I used to watch the whole scene till someone comes and ask me to leave and get on my seat . I longed to have some sips of the leftover tea in his cup but I couldn't get a chance at that time ....now as I m married to him I love eating his leftovers .It heals the broken parts in me ...He is my Master and will always remain.
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