Glancing at my feet he sighed "who wears heels on an excursion to the mountains Areesha what were you thinking!" he grunted.
"I I forgot"
"You have decided to spoil my mood since morning haven't you" he huffed
" give me your hands " he brought hi...
AT A DISTANCE YOU ONLY SEE MY LIGHT COME CLOSER AND KNOW THAT I AM YOU ^ RUMI
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It was a delayed hour, almost when night had slipped its layers off holding merely a thin blanket of darkness on its residence when Areesha's calm slumber was interrupted, induced by an innocent spirit whose delicate form was swanned in her soft neck as she squirmed attempting to locate her milk bottle
Cold ambiance with a tenderly warm bed made Areesha fidget in tiredness, she had just laid after praying tahajud and was wishing for some sleep till fajr but looks like her princess had varied plans she turned around in Umar's grasp whose hand embraced her waist nestling her close while he slept peacefully among slight snores
"Umar "she slightly summoned, her reverent voice disappearing amidst his snores, with a lazy smile she tapped his large hands on her waist
"I need to get up please," she said softly sensing him stir
"but you just came " he complained displeased in a haze of sleep
she affectionately brushed away his strands easing his frown while capturing his bold features in her heart
"it's almost fajr you should rise as well" she blew on him some of her beloved verses
He opened his eyes slightly, causing the dark of his orbs to blend in her light ones as he caressed her tender cheeks drawing her closer
"Acha," his grave voice echoed securing her snug
her small laugh reverberated in his chest, she treasured his morning antics
"Areesha yar your husband is trying to sleep" he rubbed her back earning a slight shudder
"and your wife needs to get up" she reasoned muffled receiving a negative nod
"if parisa wakes up Umar you are responsible"after a minute he reluctantly let go of her, profoundly sensing in her sweet fragrance of flowers
"don't make her wait" he commanded sleekly rising up
"come on" he fondly pinched her slight red nose lazily advancing towards the toilet
for his princess, even sleep doesn't delude him Areesha thought, witnessing his broad form disappear
her smooth silk nightgown swirled along as she made her way down tying her silky long hair in a messy bun planning to sterilize the bottle before warming the milk
switching on the kettle her gaze drifted past their glass window, beautifully presenting a gracious view of there garden which was dimly lighted by a few hung lamps, whilst twilight prepared its cruise for the day
