Husnah's Point Of View The blazing afternoon's sun welcomed my face as I set my foot out of my house. After all, I've made it. I'm gonna see mom today! Yippeeyy!. I was dressed in a plain boubou ankara, with touches of pink; so I used a pink veil wrapping my hair. I also applied a little make up to my face. I didn't know how it happened, but I was all chubby at that time... kinda fat, and I disliked it! I was walking straight to the parking lot when I heard sounds of laughter. Whoever was laughing out there most be very very happy. I turned my face to the direction it was coming from. My eyes caught Fareedah with a pipe of water in her hands... spraying it on Nabeel. I gasped as I saw him with only sweatpants. Muscles... broad shoulders... He looked just amazing. Fareedah was wearing a black leggings and a red vest. Awwwwnn... they just looked adorable. But I was, you know, kind of jealous. Yes, I was! 'I am also his wife... so why won't he play with me that way too? He just hates me that much I guess... but I'm not gonna let things keep going that way. I think I've got a plan'. I smiled mischievously and walked over to them. Swaying my butts deliberately and batting my lashes... and also biting my bottom lip which I applied a nude lipstick on. As I approached them... I heard Fareedah giggling but I couldn't see them around. I looked around the garden and spotted Nabeel looking around too, I guessed he was looking for Fareedah. Perfect timing! I opened my handbag and brought out a mint... throwing it into my mouth. 'He loves mint, and he loves my lips. What more do I need? Absolutely nothing!'. I walked over to him, tiptoeing... not wanting him to know I was approaching him. He was backing me so I hugged him from behind. Tightly. He shivered a little... inhaling my pef and khumrah before turning swiftly and looking at me. I saw his adam's apple going up and down as he swallowed so hard. I smiled, knowing that my trick was working. I stretched up my hands and touched his beard... they looked sweet, and I felt an urge to kiss them that moment. But I held myself. 'He'll make the first move. He has to, for I'll make him do it!'. I traced my thumb slowly on his naked shoulders. I could feel him shaking. I felt his hand on my jaw, our eyes locked and I used that opportunity in nibbling my lips making them tempting as I continue to suck the mint sweet in my mouth. Both his hands then cupped my face and I felt my heart drop at my feet! 'He has hands as warm as an iron. Pttffss don't mind my exaggeration'. His hot gaze on my lips and I could feel myself blushing. 'Dammit! What's wrong with me?'. His right thumb was caressing my lower lip and my hands kept working on his bare shoulders... Caressing up and down. I gasped when I felt his hands on my hips, drawing me closer to him and then crushing his warm lips on mine. I inhaled deeply before I opened up and his tongue slid into mine. I then slid out the mint in my mouth into his as we nibbled and suck it together. 'Damn!', 'Maybe this was an arranged marriage,' 'Maybe I don't have feelings for Nabeel,' 'And maybe he also don't have feelings for me, but I'll make it work'. 'My jannah is under his feet, and I'll work for it. In shaa Allah'. I broke the kiss and hugged him right. He hugged me by my torso. I felt warm. Safe. Kinda happy. A weird feeling. Suddenly, I felt a soft hand drawing me away from Nabeel. It was Fareedah! She took my place, hugging him tight and giving me a look I couldn't comprehend. A look of hatred. 'I also hate her!'. I smiled and stretched my hands to her. "Salamu alaiki yaa uktty" I said sweetly, a fake smile crossing my swollen lips. She gave me a quizzical look and looked away, kissing Nabeel on his cheek. 'I have to teach her another lesson, it seems like she haven't gotten it yet'. I walked to his right side, got hold of his hand and kissed them softly. "Take me home. Mom is waiting for me, Teddy bear". I said to him. His eyes grew wide open. Shocked! Then I pleaded with my eyes. "Hoddi muyal ta'a hanna. Emah debbo wuyal  juda hanne ko'ohma (please, don't say no. I'm your wife also, I have the rights)". He looked at me slowly, a worried look welcoming his face. "Husnah hoddi muyal, jotai kural ki'llahai, mi yajjitai horaiyamul hodai min Reedah (Husnah please, stop this game, I don't want to hurt my Reedah)". I clutched my hands tighty as I fumed up with anger. 'This guy is trying to degrade me a idon matarshi! Impossible'. I turned and look at Fareedah who was looking at Nabeel quizzically, not understanding what we were saying. I could clearly see she was angry. I smiled before focusing my gaze on her. "Teddy bear, why don't you just tell her? She doesn't understand fulfulde" I said sweetly. He flashed me a quick look, surprised. I smiled and looked at Fareedah confidently. "I can see, maybe he's shy. Well the thing here is that, I wanted him to take me home but then, I realized you are having a good time with him, don't wanna ruin it because I won't want you to do that to me later". I said smirking. She was looking at me, a confused look on her face. 'Yeah!', 'You ought to have that look babe, why not?'. "What's she talking about baby?" She asked, looking at Nabeel, never wanting to take her eyes off him. I squeezed his hands in mine. He looked at me. Frustrated. I smiled and squeezed his hands the more then looked at Fareedah. "Awwn, don't worry. Lemme explain". I said looking at Nabeel. He must be wondering what I was planning to utter or do. 'I bet he can't even predict it'. "He didn't tell you that he made days for all of us? Two two days interval. And today and tomorrow will be mine, right teddy bear?" I said looking at him and squeezing his hands the more. I saw him swallowing so hard. Pttffsss! He ought to. "I..i..I'm sorry reedah" Nabeel stammered. I couldn't help but giggle at his reaction. Fareedah was looking at him angrily. I could see her clutching her fist. 'Awwwwwnnn, too bad. Ashe ba dadi'. "Chill teddy bear" I said, as I placed a kiss on his naked chest, "I'll drive myself home. You guys enjoy, I'll have you back tonight, so; no worries" I winked at him, then gave Fareedah a stupid look and walked off. Deep inside my heart, I was just so happy and excited. They shouldn't play with my feelings. 'I don't take shits!'. I drove off, so happy that I was gonna see Mom and that craxy sis of mine, Amal. I parked my car in the parking lot immediately I reached home and walked in shouting mom's and Amal's names. "Mom! Amal love, where are you guys?" I shouted, standing at the center of the living room. Throwing my handbag and veil on a couch. "Oyoyo sistoh" Amal shouted behind me, clutching me tightly. "Wayyoo zata kasheni" I shouted dramatically. A strong hand knocked me on my head before I heard a voice saying, "My favorite and crazy sis is here". 'Laa ilah!' 'Hamma khaleel!' I jumped on him, squeezing him like I was gonna break him into pieces. "I missed you like hell, Hamma. You didn't even grace my wedding. Neither you nor Aunty summy" I pouted, faking a sad face. "Come on silly. I was out of the country, and you know summy always tag along wherever I go". He replied. "Is she here too? Saleem and Saleema too?" He nodded in assurance. "Yippyyy" I jumped up like a baby finding my way to the stairs. "Waton irin yau baza'a kulani ba koh?" Amal said, sadly. "Leave me alone biko, I can't wait to see my kids" I yelled back at her. I heard Hamma khalil laughing before saying "you girls never change!". I rushed into mom's room, precisely where Adda summy stayed when she comes before they go to their own house in millionaire's quaters. I yelped and hugged her tightly before finally hugging Saleema and Saleema. "I missed you guys like hell" I yelled. Biko, they were only sitting few inches away from me and I was here shouting. 'That's me for you'. "An girma ba'a san an girma ba" mom said, sitting at the edge of her bed. I sat beside her giving her a side hug with Saleema still in my hands. "God! I just missed them mom". I pouted, resting my head on her shoulders. "Husnah amarya! We have alot to talk about" Adda summy said. "I knew it! You were going to apologize, well before you start your sweet talks; apology not accepted!". "Lol, come on favorite sis. Muje dakin Amal kiji" she said, dragging me with her. We walked pass Amal and Hamma khalil talking, from all indications I knew it must be something serious. HUSNAH's POV. My eyes widened, I felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets. 'Taste? Taste Me? Nabeel can't be serious!'. I tried as much as possible to yank away from his grip but I just couldn't. His hands were busy smooching and caressing me all over. 'Dammit!'. I felt goosebumps all over my body. I shivered as I felt his hands tracing my naked thighs. So I moaned, and then turned swiftly, placing my hands on his chest. Our eyes locked, and I saw how deep and dark Nabeel's eyes were; with lots of passion... passion for me! I couldn't help but giggle. My eyes rested on his lips. They look kissable, and I imagined myself kissing the hell out of him. He looked at me, a smirk appearing on his face, his left thumb caressing my cheeks. I blushed. "Want me to kiss you?" He asked huskily. I swear I felt my heart fell at my feet by just hearing the sound of his voice. I looked up at him and caught him smiling, his right hand on my waist as he pulled me closer to him. "Na...beel...plea...se...let..me..go" I stuttered. He chuckled, moving closer to my lips. I closed my eyes, waiting to feel his warm lips on mine. 'OMG! What the hell?'. I gasped, as I felt cold water all over my body and then I was thrown to the ground as my head slammed against the center table by side. I cried out loud. 'What the hell just happened?'. I quickly opened my eyes only to find Nabeel holding Fareedah so tight in his arms, kissing her like a hungry animal. I just sat there, looking at them; I couldn't say a word, I couldn't cry, I couldn't get up. All I did was sit there, looking at how they were into each other. It took them 20mins before they finished their kisses and smooches. My Allah! I felt like grabbing Fareedah's neck and squeezing it. As for Nabeel, I didn't even know what I was even going to do to him. I quickly lowered my gaze, when I saw their eyes on me. My heart felt heavy, as I listened to their voices smirking. Suddenly, Nabeel walked up to me, an evil smile across his lips, Fareedah by his side. He bent down, took hold of my hand and stood me up. He then chuckled and let go of my hand before grabbing Fareedah into another hug. That was so annoying. "Husnah" Fareedah called me slowly, as she laid her head on Nabeel's chest, "Did you like the game we played?" She added, winking. I furrowed my brows in confusion, what the hell was she talking about?. "What game?" I asked coldly. She giggled, making a puppy face and then said, "Ohh, poor you", she looked up at Nabeel and added, "I think you should explain things to her baby". She added, her hands smooching him all over. An evil grin welcomed Nabeel's face, and I could swear my heart almost missed a bit. 'He is just so cute!'. I looked at him, waiting... waiting to hear what that game of theirs was. "Husnah, My Husnah, My Asma. Lol, this is funny seriously" he said laughing, Fareedah joining him. "You thought I was as stupid as you are right? Thought I had a dumb and crazy mind right? Well, you got it all wrong Husnah. I love nothing, I mean absolutely nothing about you!". I was dumbfounded, my heart beat increasing every single second. What was happening here? Nabeel couldn't be serious right! Fareedah giggled, a warm smile appearing on her ugly face. 'Yaa Allah, I hate this woman'. Tears rolled down my cheeks, I tried as much as I could to halt them but I just couldn't. This was the greatest embarrassment I've ever faced in my life. I wiped away my tears using the back of my right hand. Fareedah walked over to me, an evil grin on her face. She looked at me from head to toe, irin kallon rainin nan (in total disdain), then finally spoke up. "You think I'll let you win? Think I'll sit back and watch you snatch away my husband? You must be dumb and crazy to think that way. I know Nabeel more than you do, I know what he likes more and what he hates... HE'S MINE AND MINE ALONE! I AM NOT SHARING HIM, AND NOT EVEN WITH A BITCH LIKE YOU!". A sharp pain pierced through my heart, I didn't know how, but I just couldn't stop myself from weeping. I fell to my feet, clutching them tight. I felt my world falling apart, felt like I never belonged to this world. Then I heard them laughing... Nabeel and Fareedah. I looked up and saw him scooping her up... bridal style, and off they walked. It took me more than an hour to get back to my senses. I stood up and strolled to my room, feeling dizzy. That night was one of the worst night I've ever had!. ***** Nabeel's Point Of View. I didn't know why I felt uncomfortable with what I just did. I ought to be happy, since I made my Reedah happy, but why did my consciousness kept telling me what I did wasn't right at all? All these was Reedah's idea, I could remember that vividly... As soon as Husnah drove off to their house in the afternoon, it took me more than two hours to calm Reedah down. I had to promise her that I was going to embarrass Husnah in her presence, and so did I... but I felt like my world just crumbled. Why? I couldn't say for sure. "Do you still love me Nabeel?" Reedah asked me crying that afternoon. I looked into her eyes and smiled. How can I make Fareedah understand that I love her way too much? "Look into my eyes Reedah", I called softly, cupping her face in my hands. She looked up, and we locked up our eyes. Looking deep into each others eyes. I've seen a lot of pain in her eyes, but I hoped what I was going to say will calm her down. "What did you see in there Reedah?". I asked. She sniffed, "Love... and affection, My Nabeel. But I'm not sure who it all belongs to. I or Husnah?" She muttered, tears rolling down her cheeks. "The love and affection are only yours Reedah. You alone owns them all. Don't you trust your baby? Don't you trust me, Reedah? I'm only yours... believe me". And that sealed her lips off... The words I told Husnah kept ringing in my mind. I turned to my right side and saw Reedah sleeping peacefully. A warm smile on her beautiful face. 'I definitely love Fareedah more than anyone, and for sure I'm not gonna love anyone as much as I love her. But why do the words keep disturbing me?'. I wallowed in thoughts. I knew I was lying when I said those words, I definitely knew all those words were bunch of lies. 'I loved your lips Husnah, and I forever will love them. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but loving your lips doesn't mean I love you too right? You just have to understand. I had to do it. I just had to'.  I mused to myself. Then I closed my eyes hoping that I would see myself in dream land but damn it! It just didn't happen. I then made up my mind to wake up and pray instead of thinking. Yaa Rabb! See me through. ***** Husnah's Point Of View. Its been almost three weeks since I set my eyes on Nabeel and Fareedah. I was trying as much as possible to mind my business. 'Nabeel love me not, and I'm not going to force myself on him. The only thing i know is that... I'll make my parents happy. They want me married to Nabeel right? Then so be it!'. I was lying down on a couch in my well furnished living room, watching a seasonal Korean film (Temptation Of Wife) then I heard my phone ringing. 'Who's trying to ruin this precious moment of mine?'. I wandered. It was Amrah! "Yanmata" I chirped in as soon as i picked up the call. "Yes babe, kina gida ne (are you at home?)". She asked. "Yeah, something wrong?". I asked "Nah, I'm coming over. Nama kusa karasowa" she said. "Okay naaa, drive safe... don't over speed... I know you too well". I ended the call and continue to watch my film. I was just so much into Korean films. 20minutes later... I heard the door bell. I knew it was Amrah so I walked over to the door, with only a tank top and a three quarter shorts on my body. My hair tied in pony tails. "Babe!" We shouted together, giving each other bone crushing hugs. "I missed you" I said, closing the door behind me. "Madam, I'm hungry... find me something to eat please" she said as she settled down on one of the couches in the living room. "Banyi girki ba oo (I haven't cooked yet), But I have some strawberry cake and milk shake. Wants some?". "Sure... serve me please". I walked to the kitchen, whistling a song as I arranged the cake and milk shake on a tray. "Babe! Are you okay?" Amrah asked as I dropped the tray on a stool beside her. I sighed and nodded in affirmation... "I'm okay babe, don't worry". I said, sadly. 'What Nabeel did really touched my heart, and its currently drenching me. I hate you Nabeel... but I hate Fareedah more!'. Amrah looked at me closely then giggled. "Husnah kenan, I've known you since kindergarten. There is nothing you can hide to me. Tell me what's wrong please". she pleaded. I'm not the type that usually open up my problems to friends, I only trust Aunty Summy... just her alone. "Kika sani ko ciki ne dani? (Who knows if it's pregnancy?)". I said, amused at myself. I just wanted to brush her thought away from what she might be thinking. If I had not done that, she would rightly guess my condition. Her jaw dropped, and I could see tickles of sweat on her forehead. "What did you just say Husnah?" She asked. "I'm just kidding yanmata. How's mom and everyone? Fahad too?" I changed the topic. "All good" she answered, I could sense she wasn't happy with the change of topic. "Where is Nabeel?". She asked. I felt my heart beat increased. Just the mere mention of his name hurts me. But I had to put up a show, I wouldn't want Amrah to know what I was going through. "In his side" I gave her a short reply, focusing my attention on my T.V. "Hmmmmmmnnn... Husnah kenan! From what I know Nabeel and Fareedah are in the states". We sat by the side of the bed, Adda summy holding my right hand. "Look how chubby you've grown sis. Auren ya karbeki". All the smile on my face vanished. I hate talking about my marriage. It kinda freaks me!. I withdrew my hands and turned my back at her. Adda summy knows everything about me. I never hide anything from her. Why? because she always understands and give me good advice. "Hey! What's wrong?" She asked, placing her hand on my back. I sniffed, trying to hold back the tears threatening to roll down. "Subhanallah, Husnah talk to me; are you alright?" "Adda summy" I clutched her tightly "My life is a total mess these days. I'm done for". I added, crying. She hugged me back, her arms working up and down on my back. We stayed like that for almost 20mins before I broke the hug. Still sniffing. "Tell me what's wrong husnah" she said authoritatively. I told her everything, from A-Z. She was looking at me dumbfounded, her eyes almost falling from their sockets. "And you endured all these without telling anyone, Husnah? Is your heart made of rock?" She asked angrily. "Adda summy" I started, but then my voice trailed off as I broke down into tears again. "Look at me here Husnah" she said, grabbing my shoulders and turning me to face her, "Karki kuskura ki bari ta rabaki da mijinki. Aren't you a lady? Show her you are far way better than her, in anyway she might think. And Nabeel, a guy? How dare he? Where is that womanly Husnah I know of? One who doesn't take shits neither does she sit around letting silly stuffs like this worry her? Fight back Husnah! Fight back!". I looked at her. Addah summy will never understand, she has not gonr through it, so it's natural if she doesn't get the feeling. "I'm trying adda, I'm giving my very very best". "Add more to it Husnah. You said you told Fareedah he'll be with you tonight right? Then make it happen". "How?" I asked. "Kajimun Ya', when you said it was I the one that pumped the idea into you?". She replied. "Please Addah, just tell me mana". I said, pouting. "Come closer then". And I did. Mehn! What Addah summy said was way too cool. I loved it!. ... I had a good time with my family. Nothing was as sweet as family members. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I drove back home, a lot on my mind. I thought I'd put Adda summy's idea into action. Yeah, I really should! ... It took me two hours to get ready, by then the imam was already calling the isha prayer. I was dressed in pusher pink tank top and a black leggings, my hair tied in a bun. I applied a heavy makeup to my face. I myself knew the fact that I was way too beautiful. I waited for ten more minutes after I heard Nabeel going into his side. I heaved before carrying the tray I arranged everything in to his side. Deep inside, I was praying, Praying, Praying. Something caught my eyes. If I wasn't mistaken, I saw Fareedah walking Amrah off. I mean Amrah my best friend. Or was I mistaken? I guessed so. I shrugged and walked over to the door. I opened it without knocking because I had a lot on my mind. 'What if he slaps me, or throw me out?'. 'Or worst still, call HIS REEDAH over, annoying the innocent me'. I wiped off those ideas and walked into the room. I spotted him sitting on a black couch. His legs crossed. OMG! He was wearing his sweatpants only! I giggled and strolled over to the center table, dropping the tray and then sitting on his laps, my hands over his shoulders. Our eyes locked and I felt my heart jumping up and down. He has the most sexy eyes I've ever came across with. I loved them. I placed a soft kiss on his right eye before I rested my head on his bare chest. My hands around his torso. I jacked morelike an electric spark when I felt his warm hands on my bare arms. "We are alone Husnah. No need of playing the game" he said, an evil smile crossing his lips. I hugged him more, and then placed a soft kiss on his chest before replying him. "You're my husband teddy bear. That's not a game, it's reality. And so is this, me sitting on your laps, holding you tight in my arms, is also a reality. No more games" I replied, "No more games teddy, no more games" I added sweetly. My voice so thin. Believe me when I say I never knew I had that kind of voice. I looked up at him and found his eyes maneuvering on my body. I blushed, and then; I was shy. "But I don't love you, and you also don't love me" he said. The word pierced through my chest but I didn't let it get the good of me, I only smile and said "You'll learn to love me. Lemme feed you". I thought he'll say 'no' to it or he won't pay any attention to me, but to my surprise, I fed him and he ate willingly. I smiled. One step down!. "Okay then. Goodnight teddy bear" I said, standing up and carrying the tray I brought in. I took only few steps away when I felt his strong arms around me. I almost drop the tray. He turned me around and collected the tray, carefully putting it down on the floor and then hugging him. "Where do you think you are going? I thought I own you tonight?" He asked as he kissed my neck down to my throat. I held his hands trying to break the hug. 'This wasn't part of my plan'. "Nabeel, s... sop this, please". I stammered. "No... I won't. I'm not gonna do anything, just tasting you". ***** ***** *****