TANZEEL

Chapter 5🍭

She felt how his deep husky voice glided through her earlobes; sending a weakening feeling to her heart that was supposed not to act upon! Right then, she knew she hated this man that calls himself her Uncle.

She hissed almost inaudible and clunched her eyes more, holding her duvet so tight. But there was a fire set ablaze in her heart, a volcano was bubbling and wanting to erupt. How could he enter her room? Make himself comfortable on her sofa and tried calling her with the voice that screamed "possiveness"!.

Mu'ammar licked his lower lips to calm himself down; he knew he would never tolerate this_she would be married to him to be cured huh? He's afraid the marriage wouldn't force her to commit suicide. He didn't see her face yet; but he knew only ugly people could have such ugly personality! He doesn't hate her thou-how could he hate his mother's soul?

His eyes landed on the tray Maaa kept on her bedside drawer, that shows she hasn't ate her lunch, and it was past 5pm. He can be an introvert, but he's a glutton when it comes to his stomach_so, he knows how effective eating is to one's life.

"Tanzeel, you need to get up and eat your lunch, it's already past 5pm-you shouldn't be playing with your nutrition please," he found himself uttered, and right there_he knew they would fight alot when it comes to eating, for he can't eat and leave her walking on an empty stomach.

"Even if I can't see myself now_I know I didn't look like a malnourished person; and you're not a nutritionist. Find your way out of my room please," she spoke sarcastically and pointed at the direction of door with her index finger. Mu'ammar followed the finger and saw it was pointing right on the door_that got him amused.

He fumbled on the sofa and lunged forward a little_this woman would be hard to deal with "Tanzeel_I think you should start learning on how to abide by my words_you'll soon be living with me alone. And I'm not leaving here without you eating this food. So_get up and drop the sicky attitude and eat!" He demanded without an iota of doubt_he just determined his mind that he wouldn't leave without her eating that food.

That made the volcano erupted, that made her once shaking heart steady, as she abrupty sat upright_lighting her phone's flashlight mistakenly as light illuminated through the room_engulfing its whole.

How she sat upright; with the light_helped Mu'ammar to have a complete view of his would be bride. His eyes dilated themselves at their own will, his heart swayed through the ocean of blood enclosing it, and his limbs slackened at the lady before him. She got him swooning.

She was not an ordinary lady. Even the texture of her hair that was sparsing through the air; is alluring. She has perfectly arched brows and long eyelashes that rested beautifully on her cheekbones as she closed her eyes_probably because she's angry. Her deep hazel orbs, they sent shivers down his spine_he knew she couldn't see him_but they set him ablaze. Her subtle skin caught his eyes from the first glimpse, it was glowing royally. He was sure a touch from her would be toe curling. She has a sense of decency amalgamated with a unique fashion. She might be rude and depressed-but_She was the real definition of Damsel. His blind depressed and rude bride!

Her infuriated voice jolted him out of his reverie, that was when he knew he was checking her out. He yawed his gaze away from her and muttered some istigfars.

"Mister Uncle_I don't know your name-before uttering those words; I hope you realized you aren't either of my parents nor family_just someone brought here so we could go to the therapeutic center together-don't get all possessive on me. Now; get out!" She bellowed, clutching shut her eyes, as the long lashes casted beautifully on her cheek bones_Mu'ammar wondered how a lady could have all that beauty in her.

A smile found its way to his lips; he was kind of enjoying this_seeing her infuriated. "Tanzeel, my name is Uncle Mu'ammar. And you have to start respecting your Uncle_oya! Start eating!" With that, he stood up and took the tray_before putting in beside her on the bed-his scent hitting her nostrils.