My Heart Beats for you
by Yusuf Abdulwasii
It was four in the morning and here I was staring at my wife like a creepy stalker instead of going back to sleep. Her pink chubby cheeks, her eyelashes thick and small. She still wore a hijab around me. But that didn’t matter. She looked ethereal.
I wonder how does she make herself look like a goddess even while sleeping. I carressed her soft cheek with my fingers tracing her jawline. She stirred in her sleep and moved away a bit. I frowned not liking the fact that she was too far away.
I gently put my arm behind her neck causing her too move towards me in my arms. A smile made its way towards my face. I placed a kiss on her cheek, forehead, nose, chin and lips.
I grabbed her hand and started making patterns on it. I placed a kiss on her shoulder. A smile graced her face and she put her arms around me, our bodies completely glued together. I tightly embraced her in my arms.
I love this feeling. I love her. I feel possesive and protective over her. I want to give her my all. I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She is an angel that Allah has blessed me with and I am so grateful for that.
Without her I don’t even think I could love anyone else. She is my jaan. My life. I smiled down at her as I felt emotions that cannot be described.
“Wallahi, if you don’t stop staring at me, I won’t kiss you anymore!” I let out a light chuckle.
“You and I both know, that is not possible. You can’t resist your hot husband!” I teased her.
“Stop teasing me.” She mumbled and snuggled closer.
I turned a bit to look at her face to see she was blushing. Like red tomato all over. She hit my chest with her fist when I laughed. Her lips were now into a pout. All the laughter had died down as I focused on those pink fruits.
Having no control over myself I pecked them. She blushed. I did it again. And again. And again. She finally had enough and ran away to take a shower leaving me chuckling behind. She is too cute.
I told her that I’d be outside the room if she needed me. But I changed my mind and came back into the room. I was scrolling through the pictures of my jaan that I had taken when she wasn’t looking.
I didn’t hear the closing of the shower niether the opening of the door. I glanced up from my phone and froze. There she was standing looking as beautiful as ever without her hijab. Wallah, I think her beauty made me blind.
I blinked my eyes a few time to check if this wasn’t a dream. Nope. Hundred percent real. She was blow drying her hair and glancing at the door continously. She froze when our eyes met. She immediately turned around and covered her hair with the towel.
Without even realizing I stood up and walked towards her. She was looking every where but into my eyes. I lift her chin up.
“Is it just me or is it getting halal in here.” I embraced her from the back.
I removed her towel and placed a kiss on her head.
“Ya hayati, if there was zakat on your beauty, ugliness would disappear from the face of the earth.”
“Shahveer stop it!” She groaned.
“I can’t. MashAllah. MashAllah. Allah blessed me with a hoor from jannah.” I kissed her cheek. I just couldn’t stop my self. Ya rabbi, she is so pretty, MashAllah.
She moved away from me and asked about the plan for today.
“What do you wanna do?” I asked. Her face brightens up before she started jumping on the bed.
“Ooh, I know, we will explore!” She squealed like a little kid and went to get dressed into a proper attire. I did the same.
We had visited a lot of places today. I was out of energy but my wife here still seems she can travel the whole of Korea. We had dinner at a Pakistani restaurant.
By the time we were home, it was already eleven at night. We both took a shower and got ready for bed. Shanzay did not wear a hijab, she tied her hair up in a messy bun.
She was wearing a leggings and a loose shirt. It seemed like a man’s shirt. After praying Isha, as soon as she hit the bed I grabbed her by her waist.
“Who’s shirt is that?” Jealousy lacing my tone. She looked down before a smile graced her lips.
“Stop being jealous, its Isa’s.” She placed a kiss on my cheek. Oh wow, she is becoming comfortable and bold around me.
I got up from the bed and walked towards my closet. I pulled out one of my button up t-shirt and held out in front of her.
“Change.” I said with a stern now. She was about to protest but once she saw the look on my face she immediately took the shirt from me and went to the bathroom to get changed. She came out a few minutes later.
Like always, she looked beautiful. She grumbled and layed down on the bed facing her back towards me. I pulled her closer to me by her waist.
“Are you mad?” She huffed, not responding at all. I turned her around so that now she was facing me. I kissed her forehead.
“Now?” I looked at her to see she was still angry. I kissed her forehead again and again whispering endearments and ‘I love you’s’ until finally a smile made its way on her face.
“There, I knew you couldn’t stay mad at me for too long.” I said. She gave me a goofy smile. I snuggled closer to her before falling asleep.
I felt something soft touching my cheek gently. Someone was massaging my head. I yawned and opened my left eye. My wife was staring back at me with a pout on her face.
“What happened? Why aren’t you sleeping?” I asked in my sleepy voice. I could barely open my eyes.
“I can’t sleep. I am bored.” She said.
“You are thinking way too much. Just close your eyes and sleep.”
“Then I am sleeping.” I turned around before drifting off to sleep again. I felt her sit up and pull me a bit so that I was laying straight. Then I felt a weight on my stomach.
I rubbed my eyes with my fingers before opening them to see her sitting on my stomach.
“Shahveeeeer. Entertain me!”
“Alright! Fine.” I pushed her down on the bed.
“Do you still want me to entertain you?” I said when I saw her eyes widened in shock.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She mumbled before snuggling closer.
I turned us around so that now she was on top of me. Its about time to put my plan into action, was my last thought before we drifted off to sleep.
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