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We crossed the living room and went straight to the bedroom. It was decorated like the new room. The king size bed was in the middle with purple bed sheets. There were two rooms in the room which was the bathroom and the closet attached together. "Get change. "He turned on the lights and said, taking off his jacket, "your clothes are in that room. "I took my pajamas and went straight into the bathroom. I took off my earrings, necklace and every Jewell I was wearing. I need help with my long dress, I bit my lip and called, "Syed, can you come in? " he was shirtless as I looked down. He gets off the bed and came towards me, "I need help with my dress." I told him and we were standing in front of the mirror.

He ripped off my zip till my hip and unbuttoned. I watched him threw the dress down, I was just in my undergarments. "Have a nice shower. "He turned with a smile on his lips.

After the shower, I put on my pajamas. He was sitting on the bed with just boxers. I didn't wear hijab as my long hair falls on my shoulder. He looked up and was coming towards me, pulled me into a bridal hug, "Syed, "I whisper. He put me on the bed and covered me with sheets. I looked into his blue eyes, which were making me fall. "It's twelve already, wake up at four, "I told him, "for praying. "

He smiled, "yes, my wife."

Both of us woke up at around 3:30 and prayed our first prayer together. We moved towards gym room which was at the 30th floor. The view was breathtaking, I can see all those buildings which were just like ants now. Wearing a hijab and in a tracksuit. I could actually look at this sunrise, I wonder what view is our room as I has yet to explore.

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He came in and hugged me from behind. "I have a special meeting. "He told me, I nodded and turned."Alhumdullilah."I let go of his hands and took out the water from the refrigerator. "And mom wants me to take you to a honeymoon." I was drinking while he said and my eyes were in a shock and I looked at him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to. "He said and I shook my head," it's okay but when is this whole thing going to happen?

"Tomorrow." He said with an unsure tone.

"But I'm not sure if you want to. " I thought for a moment and said "I don't want to; you still have work here. " I thought our first day will be full of the embarrassing moment but it wasn't. We were like friends. Our relationship with each other was like friends. "If you really want to, I can go dropping all my stuff. "He said, just wanting to make me happy.

"I'm okay, be home soon. "I said, getting him off to work. He kissed my cheeks and walked towards the door. "Allah Hafiz. "I said. I got back In and getting myself to familiarize to this new home. He treated me well, politely. The living room was big with two couches and a table in the middle. Opposite the main door was the kitchen on the right-hand corner.

The kitchen was attached open without a door and it was not far from the living room. His office was also attached next our room. He has a gym room and a library on the upper floor. I looked around and thought of something. The living room needs to change. I called Lena, the great designer. She came in half an hour. We changed the look of the living room into a home living place, with new cushion and the place of the cabinets. When he arrived home, I was sleeping on the couch, yes, I was tired. I sent off Lena after the work as she was busy.

Syed didn't wake me up but unbuttoned his first two buttons and took my head, resting it on his lap. He was nice to me just on the first day. I couldn't tell why but his expression tells me that he was thankful to his parents about this wedding and was fully grateful. I woke up at maghrib time as I saw him. "When did you cane home? "I asked, then I realize I was sleeping on his legs. I sit back straight and asked again, "did you eat? "He calmed me down, "let's pray first. "

We prayed our prayer and quickly made him something. I made chicken nuggets and fries for myself but for him, I made chicken soup and rice. He was sitting on the bar stool, watching me cook. I wanted this kind of marriage. I asked him to move to the couch and turn on television as I wanted to watch something. I placed plates in front of him and a bottle which was water. "Here you are. "He smiled and said, "it was okay if I eat these fries. "You can have some if you want. "I said, reaching for ketchup. Our eating went well. Yes, well. He ate my fries using my hand. I blushed while eating. He teased, "my wife is blushing " and with his playful tone, I just want to run away. I couldn't concentrate on my television anymore. "You want to eat rice? "I nodded as he places the spoon beside my lips. I blushed more. He acted so normally. "Please? "He whispered; I opened my mouth. That wasn't enough for him to do this, the lender himself on my lap, "I want to rest. "He closed his eyes and said.