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Chapter 39: Ajike's Discovery.

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A knock sounds on my door just after my fajr alarm rings, so I walk to the door, i peep and its definitely Adeel from the silhouette I'm seeing. I open the door to face him.

"Good morning." He nods.

"Come to the prayer room after your ablution, we'll pray together." I stare at him and nod eventually. When did we start praying together or waking each other for prayers?

I slowly wash up and wear my pink khimaar over a black Jilbab and pad sleepily to the beautiful prayer room.

Immediately after praying, I move my mat to the shelf to lean my back on it and pull out my Quran from the shelf and begin to recite quietly. A nightmare woke me just before my alarm did, so, I'm in no shape to go back to sleep.

After one surah, I close the Holy book and place it back. Only to find Adeel watching me from behind. His phone in his hand.

"You recite so beautifully, Ma Sha Allah." I nod and walk out of the room, the unexpected compliment making me loose balance a bit.

"Thank you." I say at the door and walk back to my room taking off my Khimaar on the way and unbuttoning my Jilbab.

I walk into my closet to pick out what to wear to the opening of Maama's restaurant. I scan through the racks and pick out a pair of blue jeans, a heavy silk grey kimono and a plain black tee, a white cotton scarf as a topper. I settle back in bed and pull my grey covers over my body.

Just as I drift off, a knock sounds. I groan lowly and shout for the knocker to come in.

"Beela." Adeel, allow me to sleep.

"Yes?" He sits at the edge of my bed and spreads his feet. I watch him from where I'm lying.

His eyes go to my set out clothes sitting on the chair of my vanity mirror.

"Is that what you are wearing?" I nod and he nods in return.

"I'd like to correct an impression." What impression?

"Is everything okay?" I ask. He nods again.

"This marriage, this thing between us." He waves a beautiful fair finger between us, his ring glinting in the soft lighting. "Is more than the physical, its beyond the physical aspect." I cock my head in question.

"I mean, in this marriage, I intend to be your friend, your lover and husband, everything. In due time." He smiles.

"And when we do broach the physical aspect of our relationship, you'll be thinking of just me and only me." I smother a smirk at his cockiness and nod. He gets up and pats my head before walking away and I lean back into the comfort of my bed.

What just happened?

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I climb down the stairs at ten thirty am exactly. Adeel is sitting on the throne chair in the bigger living room, working on something on his personal computer.

I walk over, sit in front of him and watch him round up his work when a honk sounds outside. The driver honks louder and Adeel turns off his PC before walking outside with me.

We walk to a four wheel drive idling on the driveway. As we approach Mu'adh Dikko hops out of the front passenger seat into the back seat, Ajike beckons me into the passenger seat Mu'adh just vacated.