Love after Nikkah

Chapter 12

‎سُبۡحٰنَ الَّذِىۡ خَلَقَ الۡاَزۡوَاجَ كُلَّهَا مِمَّا تُنۡۢبِتُ الۡاَرۡضُ وَمِنۡ اَنۡفُسِهِمۡ وَمِمَّا لَا يَعۡلَمُوۡنَ‏
(36:36) Holy is He30 Who created all things in pairs, whether it be of what the earth produces, and of themselves, and of what they do not know.

Some time into the past;

2 years back
19th Oct, 2020
Scotland, UK.

Seated on the kitchen island, with her eyes glistening with tears as she repeatedly rolled at the only man who happens to sweep her off her feet, make butterflies float in her stomach, and turn her cheeks into a shade of raspberry with pouty lips and a puppy face, Shams would remain in this mood until her prince charming Habib settle to make the brunch for them.

Habib who was having a bit more fun with this, stubbornly insisted that she makes brunch for them, at least for once; okay here is the issue, Shams doesn't have an idea of how to cook, she has never cooked in her life before and even when Habib wanted to teach her because he was a great chef, she refused. Everyone knows she hates cooking.

They are getting married in a few months to come after spending approximately eight years together and here since they are both co-workers, who have been working for over 190 hours apart, they decided to spend their one-month holiday together in Scotland. This is the last week in Scotland and Habib has been the one cooking for them since they arrived here, which he loves because cooking isn't a big deal for him in fact, he loves cooking a lot especially when it comes to cooking for the Woman he loves the most in this world. But today, he intentionally insisted that she make the meal for their brunch and since then, Shams has been in a mental breakdown!

That's how much she hates cooking.

In her defense, she was never used to cooking, she was only good with eating and at the end of that, she would always chuckle knowing she sounds silly but nevertheless, had no regrets.
She was brought up that way and she wouldn't change for anything or anybody and that has never been a problem for Habib not for once and even presently, he knew she wouldn't cook, he was simply just pulling her legs because he wants to trouble her.

There is no love without petty fights, right? So they say but if Habib knew that he would lose her at the end of the day, then he wouldn't have troubled her, he wouldn't have teased her or pulled her leg. He would have been good, very good to her, and would never have made her scrunch up her face even for a second, he wouldn't have.

That, he regrets!

"I'm hungry Babe! Please just make the meal. You are the chef here, yours would surely taste better than mine and I want to eat good food, not poison!" Shams whined, at this point, she and even Habib himself could hear the grunts coming from her stomach and if she didn't eat anytime soon then she would surely collapse.

She would have easily gone to the restaurant and helped herself to the best and most expensive meals there, but she has come to love Habib's meals so much that she can't seem to taste any other person's food apart from his.

"What's the menu?" Habib asked, his gaze not leaving her face, he wanted to see every expression she makes, which always has a way to gladden his soul in a way he doesn't seem to understand. "Chicken spaghetti and chocolate mousse" she put up a puppy face, darting her tongue over to wet her dried and thirsty lips, and at this point, she won't be able to hold back the tears threatening to stream down her eyes... She was seriously hungry.