"Whoever recites chapter Al-Kahf on a Friday will have a light (i.e., will be guided) between it and the next Friday." -Prophet Muhammad (P.B.U.H)
-(Nasaa'i).

WHAT ARE THEY?

To say Nana is surprised and proud will be the understatement of the century because she sure as hell is feeling so proud, supercilious and gratified that she can't help celebrating it. Her cousin, best friend and sister is the most understanding and grokking person she's ever met her whole life not that she's met many. But there is no one in this whole world -maybe one percent- would let her husband marry another woman just a week into your marriage, not that the wedding will take place now, she won't allow that. It's even something they should be happy about that she grokked their point and is willing to help.

She won't lie to herself, Nana will not do that. She's the kind of woman that is too jealous for her own liking. Just thinking about her husband with another will make her appetite vanish talk less of her asking him to get married to another woman. Not to talk about how beautiful this your soon to be co-wife is. Don't she think that she can take away her husband from her? But then again, Nana knew that Maaysa will try no such thing, not to someone who helped her.

And now, they're only waiting for Mashhub to accept this proposal and then they'll fill all the other family members about it. Nana can't wait to tell Maaysa though, she immediately texted her and asked her to come to her tomorrow, that she has some good news about Mashhub. She's not sure whether she'll reply or come but she knew she just had to tell her. She's not picking any of their phone calls so Nana didn't try calling her, it's better to text her, maybe she'll see and take some action.

Right now, she's dancing in their bedroom as she move from here to there in just Zayn's shirt which is the first time she's doing that. Zayn is just enjoying the view and didn't even bother replying when she told him about the good news. Having a gorgeous wife and keeping the worst promise he's ever talked about is the worst thing on earth. She has been dancing with no music so he decided to play on, Indian since she once told him that she loves it, he played 'Manwa Laage by Shreya Ghoshal and Arijit Singh.'

Surprisingly, she started dancing to the tone like she was meant to do that with her body, if only she's wearing a saree. It looks like she's taken so many years of practice and she's not an expert. His huge button up is hiding her tummy from showing as she glides side to side expertly. Taking countless videos in his private phone -he can't risk doing it in his general phone for he doesn't know who will take his phone and check his videos- till the song finished and he had to play another one 'Chahun Main Ya Naa by Arijit Singh and Palak Muchhal.'

Not able to help himself, he stood up and walk slowly to her and she didn't even notice that, he stood right behind her, placing a hand on her hips and drawing her to his hard chest changing her dancing rhythm to a slow dance. Nana lean her head back on his shoulder, her eyes still closed as she basked herself in the warmth and fresh scent of her husband's cologne.

Thank God Khumais is sound asleep and he doesn't wake up because of some noises, it takes a lot to wake him up. After having pancakes earlier, he burped and demand that they should put him on bed.

"I love you." He lowly whispered in her ear, holding both her hands with his against her stomach which fluttered by hearing those words.

"I love you." She mumbled, slowly turning to look at him dead in the eyes before crashing her lips to his in a punishing kiss. This man is making her do crazy stuff and he's not even taking his right.

One thing led to another, they find themselves on the bed with creased clothes but still not one piece of their clothing is removed. Nana moved back to take a breath because she's breathless from his scorching hot kisses and he's not letting her go. He trailed kisses down her throat, giving a gentle bite and suck before coming back to her lips. He just can't get enough of her even after so many minutes into the kiss and she looks so beautiful as he look down at her.

"I need you!" She whispered almost inaudibly in his ear which made him froze in place, his hand in her bushy yet loose hair.

"I-I can't." He grunted, sitting up with her now on his laps. "There are a lot of things that should be explained to you before I do that. Those flashes? You need to see them clearly and remember everything before we take that huge step, I can't do this to you. It's hard, very hard but I have to stop myself." He closed his eyes almost painfully, dolefully, and laboriously because it is. She's looking at him with such desire that could burn the whole room.

"Those flashes? What are they?" Still not sobering up from the hot make out session that took place just minutes ago.

"They are some part of your memories. Mami, I don't want you to think too much about it please. Three years of your life is not in your head anymore, with some pieces of your life. Those flashes will help you recover and I'll be with you in every step of the way." He explained, holding her hands in his as she looks at him with great interest.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, what memories is he talking about? She's just twenty two and what the hell happened and which part of three years is no more in her head? She has so many questions to ask but kept quite because she can't possibly say that he's lying when he's clearly not. She could see those flashback with some men and so many people but still hasn't seen the faces clearly. Nothing is clear, it's all hazy. Instead of saying anything, she lie her head on his chest and he continue to rock them back and forth like he'll do a baby.

"We're in this together, mami." He kissed her forehead when he find that she's asleep already. She looks so cute with a gently pout adorning her lips and her hair all over the place.

How he got so lucky is beyond his imagination. He thank God everyday for giving him a wife like Nana. He's so darn lucky that his father and her father decided to start business together and one thing led to another, the proposal pop up. Why such beautiful lady wasn't married since is also beyond him for he won't let her out of his sight the moment he got her and now, he will cherish her for the rest of his life. Not that he knew about her memories, but he knew they weren't pleasant because she had nightmares three times without knowing and he's always there to coo her to sleep.

She's the center of his universe. The one person that made him realise that there is nothing wrong with not being perfect. She loved all his flaws and made him realise that it was due to his flaws that she loved him. She started opening to him just after hearing about his worst memories and worst moments.

Ever since she entered his life, he felt like he's a fallen leaf floating in a river. She's a fire in her heart and she's everywhere in his body. She stand before his eyes every time he closed them. She's killing him constantly with her beauty. She's an angel from above, brought just for him to love and cherish. He was born for her. He wants her to take him whole, his life, heart and soul, they were made for her after all.

She is like a bird, always flying, always soaring. Hard to catch.

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"Because you want to think things through doesn't mean I'll let you drown yourself to work. Come on g-man, let's go to bed." Rukayyah slowly rounded the huge table in Mashhub's office.

The room is very large and each and every piece of furniture in the room is dark brown. The shelves, table, cabinets, coffee table, chairs, fireplace and couch. Even with the darkness of the furniture, the place looks extremely cozy with cream coloured lights illuminating the place. Her husband sits tensely on the chair behind the huge table with stainless glass on top of it.

"Leave me alone." He grunted out, opening another file even though he doesn't know what he's reading since he walked in there.

"Stop being a baby and come with me. You know I can't sleep alone especially when you're mad at me right?" She pouted, looking straight into his eyes before sitting herself comfortably on his laps to which he grunted at, trying to be mad.

"You should try to sleep alone since if I get married, you'll have to sleep alone sometime so..." He grumbled underneath his breath but he knew she heard him.

She stiffened a little because he's saying the truth. Maybe they'll share him for a week, three days or one day, it depends. Is she ready? Yes she is. Shaytaan won't let her follow the wrong way after making the best decision. She knew Mashhub will be able to do justice to them both so there is nothing to panic about because everything is solely about justice between the two wives and her husband can do just that.

"I know that, g-man. But before my other sister comes, we should spend sometime together, right?" She grinned at him, showing him that whatever it is he's trying to do will not affect her nor will it change her decision.

"You won't change your mind, will you?" He irritatedly asked but she knew she's breaking his walls slowly.

"Nop!" She popped, pushing her lips to his so that he could kiss her and he did which only confirmed that she won.

"Let's get out of here." He impatiently grunted, taking her with him in bridal style to straight to their room since the house is not two storey building, it's easier.

"I love you!" He murmured to his tired sleeping wife because she passed out immediately after diving into their marital bliss.

He can't even imagine talking to Maaysa like this because the thought alone made him cringe. She's always like a sister to him and now that his thoughtful and selfless wife asked for it, there is nothing else he can do. He loves her and he knew why she said that because even his best friend will want him to marry his sister even though he won't say it out loud. Well, there is no turning back now. Anything for his wife.

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Aishatu.