Married To Mafia ( Series One)

chapter 61

Amira Sultan p.o.v

" Tesoro!... Tesoro ! " Khalid called me from upstairs . I was preparing a lunch box for Sayra and Amir in the kitchen.

" Coming " I yelled back.

I grinned foolishly , finally he remembered today is our aneversary .

I opened our bedroom door as I peered in .

" Yes, " I asked innocently.

" Do you remember something? " I smiled at him. He looked devilishly handsome in a black kurta .

He is going to pray Esha in the masjid .

Alhumdulillah ( all praise belong to Allah ) finally he starred praying everyday . In start he use to skip but now , he doesn't skip a day and I am proud of him .

" Yes, where is my  watch ?" He asked, looking for his watch, and my smile dropped. He forgot this is our first aneversary I mean I know it wasn't that best day for us but still....we are married and this is our first anniversary  and my dear husband has no idea about it. He forgot how could he , but let me tell you one thing being such a kind wife , I am giving him hints but his dumb head not taking information probably installing, error , failed.

My temper rose as I thin my lips in anger, I push pass him took his stupid watch from closet and handed him angrily.

" Thanks " He smiled but I just glared and pushed past him .

" Have I done something wrong? " He followed me downstairs.

" No, " I said as I entered the kitchen.

" Then why are you not talking to me?" He followed me in the kitchen too.

" Why are you following me?" I turned suddenly and he stumbled back.

" I asked first," He said, crossing his arms.

" But I want my answer first " I argued back . We stand there glaring at each other. Nobody wants to back down but I mentally smirk when he looks away.

" Fine, don't say '' He turned and sat at the dining table. " Now I understand why people say nobody can win with their wife,'' he murmured softly.

I narrowed my eyes at him " Did you Said something " I put my hand on my waist.

He looked at me and gulped in fear " No, No I didn't " He shook his head. If it would have been some other time I would laugh at his expression but right now I am very very angry at him. This is our first anniversary and he didn't even wish me .

Let alone doing anything romantic .

I huff in anger .

I was glaring at the doorway where he left when Ibrahim look at me weirdly .

" You okay ??" He frown .

I look at him " No " I spat walking back to the kitchen .

He rolled his eyes " please mercy on my poor uncle " he followed.

I gasp dramatically " so you think I trouble your POOR uncle " I made face at the word poor .

He stared for a second without blinking  " wow you are really in a crazy mood " he muttered in a low voice but I heard him anyway .

My eyes moisten " it's my fault " my voice break .

His eyes widen " what happened "

" I shouldn't expect so much from him " I sniffles sitting on one of the tool .

Ibrahim sat beside me " hey don't cry " he wipe my tears .

" You look horrible " he added .

My eyes widen but it made me cry more .