“Arhaan, get up.” I whispered in anger.
From 40 mins, I'm shouting his names. But he is sleeping like anything.
I take water bottle in my hand.
“Arhaan, I will count till 3 if you will not get up. Be ready for splash!!!” I said, dramatically.
He groaned.
I shook my head...
“1...”
“2...”
And he caught my hand, and pulled me down, water fall on him more than me.Because I hand bottle on his direction. I laughed out loud.
He hold my waist, I was on top of him.
How can be someone be so handsome, he just gotten up from his sleep!!
He smirked, his eyes darkened and filled with lust. His eyes travelled my lips first, he bit his lower lip.
My heart skip a beat...
Then my neck.
He pulled me more closer towards him. I look down. He placed kiss on my cheek.
I smiled, shyly.
“Get up, first Namaz.” I said, looking away.
“Namaz? Now?” He asked, in husky and sleepy voice.
I gulped.
He winked.
Idiot!
“I want to pray tahajjud with you.” I said, happily.
I move myself from him.
He run his fingers through his hair.
He got up.
“I prayed for something to Allah, give me strength, healed me and
You are my tahajjud prayers result.” He says.
My heart jump in happiness.
I rolled my eyes..
“Let's pray, come.” I said that as I don't know what to say him back.
After praying Namaz, I was waiting for fajr so I decided to read Quran. Arhaan was resting his head on my lap, and he started snoring.
Always sleepy, I shook my head staring at him. And kissed his forehead.
It's unbelievable for everything. Alhumdulillah.
I'm praying daily two rakats of shukrane.
*************
We are in mall, I want few Comfortable clothes, in night.
I have habit of wearing loose t-shirts and sweatpants.
I take loose t-shirt in my hand and was checking it.
“Seriously t-shirt? And sweatpants or sometimes track pants? In night?” Arhaan asked me raising his one eyebrow.
“Yes, it's comfy you know.” I winked.
“You are still same!” I heard someone's voice.
As I turned I faced Yasir, my cousin.
“Asalamualaikum.” He says, softly.
“Walaikumasalam. How are you?” I asked.
It's awkward for me, you will know why.
“Alhumdulillah I'm good, you say?”
“Alhumdulillah.”
“Relax, it's just a coincidence that we meet.”
“I am.”
Arhaan was confused, but I can see jealousy in his eyes. Now see, Mr. Arhaan Ahmed, What I will do.
“What are you doing in London, what about Canada?” Yasir asked.
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