In A Quest For Love

Chapter 21.

It's Friyay!✨🌹🕋❤️

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"Mamii, wake up. It's time for fajr." I heard Khalil's voice in my dream. "Wake up!" I heard again, I gently opened my eyes and saw Khalil standing at the edge of the bed. Oh, so it wasn't a dream.

I sat up. "Go out, I want to make wudu." I said scratching my eyes.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes. Get me a trouser from my closet."

He turned and walked to my closet, and in no time he was back with a black and white sweats.

"Go out."

"But--"

''I can't change in front of you,"

"Fine. I give you one minute." And he left the room. I quickly put the trousers and walked to the ensuite to make wudu. When I came out I saw Khalil spreading two salayah.

I carried a hijab from the closet and stood behind him. We prayed nawafil together, after which he proceeded to the masjid to pray subh. While I performed mine at home. When I was done praying, I read the holy Qur'an, till Khalil came back. Then we both recited together.

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The chirping sound of birds outside woke me up from sleep. I peeled the duvet off my body and sat up on the bed. I glanced around the room and saw Khalil sleeping in a very uncomfortable manner on the couch. I got on my feet and walked to my closet, I took out the trousers that Khalil gave to me earlier and quickly put it on.

I moved closer to Khalil and bent close to his ear. "Ahhhhhhh!" I screamed into his ear, waking him up with a startle. He sat up and scratched his sleepy eyes. I laughed at him.

"Is that how you wake your husband?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest, playfully.

"Yes, so you should better get used to it." I stuck out my tongue.

"Oh, then pray to always wake up before me because I bet you wouldn't like mine." He smirked.

"Really! OMG! I am so scared," I sneered, sarcastically.