F A R A H

Today is the day we are going for our honeymoon. To say I'm nervous will be an understatement, Myrah is helping me with the parking even though i insist i will do the parking myself but being the stubborn one she refused.

"You have to pack those two" she said holding up a black lacy Nightgown.

Subhanallah

"No i don't need them" i form my lips in a thin line. Glancing at her, she frowned her face indicating she's not happy with my reply.

"Okay i will take them" her face immediately turns to smile.

"If you wear this Jawad will fall hea.." Glaring at her she held her hand up. Putting the remaining clothes inside the trolley, i zip it up taking a look at the big clock placed at the concrete wall.

"I want to see mom before leaving" i said taking my hijab and tying it around my head.

"Can i accompany you, the house is boring" she shows me her puppy face, the one she uses when she wants to convince someone.

"Sure but we won't stay long, as you know our flight is in the next fifteen hours" i explained.

"I know no need to remind me of how you're excited to go on this honeymoon"

Rolling my eyes i ignored her remark, knowing that if i argued with her it won't do me any good.

**

It took us thirty minutes to reach my house, upon seeing me Yasmin embrace me in a hug.

"Sis Farah i missed you" she said holding my hands.

"Yes i know you do, where is mom i want to introduce you two to my friend"  taking Myrah hand i lead her inside.

"Who do we have here" Mom said approaching us.

"Assalam Alaikum" Myrah greeted.

"Wa Alaikum salam my daughter" mom replied back with her beautiful smile.

"Mom this is Myrah, Khalid's wife" i stated.

"Masha Allah, may Allah bless you two"

We all answered with Ameen

"How are your husbands?" She asked.

"Alhamdulillah" we both said in unison.

"Sis Farah i have a lot of things i want you to buy for me from Dubai" Yasmin blabbered taking a seat beside me.

"Yasmin behave yourself, she's not going there for shopping" Mom scolded her making her stamped her foot on the floor with a frown on her face.

"Oh come on Yasmin don't worry i know how to convince Farah to buy the things you want" Myrah interjected winking at me. Yasmin's face immediately lit up.

"Really?"  Myrah nodded. Taking her hands Yasmin lead her upstairs.

Those two have something in common which is stubbornness.

I was thinking of staying for one hour, but because of the two troublemakers we end up staying for two hours and now i have less than ten hours before the flight.

"You know that you're a troublemaker right" i said turning to Myrah who slouched herself on the couch.

"What is the problem with  being a troublemaker?"

I was about to replied to her question when the door burst open walking in Jawad dressed in his usual tuxedo. His head turns to my direction not uttering a word he went up, swallowing the tightness in my throat i glanced away joining Myrah on the couch to rest before leaving for our so-called honeymoon.

**

"I will surely miss you" Myrah said giving me a hug.

"Me too make sure you take care of our little baby" i said touching her very small bump.

"If Jawad annoys you don't forget I'm just a call away" Khalid exclaimed while giving Jawad a side look.

"Sure" my lips form a smile.

"Safe trip, may Allah protect you" Aunt Fatima prayed.

"Ameen" We all said.

The driver placed our luggage in the booth, I sat at the left while Jawad sat at the right end. An awkward silence fell on us, the only sound is the one coming from the engine roaring to life, taking a glance at the house which is now few miles away from us i suddenly felt empty.

We reached the airport and followed the necessary steps which are done by Jawad, i have no idea since I've never been out of the country.

We sat at the waiting area, the flight is in the next fifteen minutes. Jawad went to take some calls from the office and he left me alone.

What kind of husband did i married?

He barely even uttered a word to me.

He came back with the phone still glued to his ear, passing the phone to me i watched him in confusion.

"It's Mom" he said. Taking the phone i placed it to my ear, not before rolling my eyes.

"Assalam Alaikum" i greeted.

"Wa Alaikum salam Farah, how are you?" She said from the other end.

"I'm fine Alhamdulillah" i replied back.

"I wanted to talk to you before you leave but I've been busy lately so i didn't get a chance," hearing her sigh from the background, i wonder what she wants to talk about.

"Farah I only have one request from you, please take care of Jawad" her voice sounds weak.

But why is she saying that, he can practically take care of himself why should i?

Her words brought me back from my thought.

"Insha Allah"

"So enjoy yourselves, safe trip" she added.

Giving the phone back to Jawad, I heard the sound of a microphone echoing through the airport.

It's time.

Stepping inside the plane, fear crept inside me i feel like i was on top of a building. Glancing around i saw they were just few people.

But where are the rest, my eyes immediately saw a sign

VIP

My lips form and 'O', the plane is taking off now, they announced.

The plane took off resulting me to gripped the seat tightly, my heart beating faster, looking at Jawad he was busy on his laptop.

I kept chanting hasbunallahu wa ni'imal wakeel. I glanced around, seeing everyone busy with their work. So I'm the only one feeling uneasiness
.

**
My eyes flashed open hearing the announcement about landing in the next thirty minutes, I felt something on my body seeing a blanket my head immediately turns to Jawad who is sleeping sounding beside me. I took my time to assess his face. He faces shows no worries, he sleeps like a baby.

But why is he behaving indifferently towards me?

I know that he married me for his reason however, we both agreed to it ourselves.

Brushing the thought off my head, i thought of how to wake him. Tapping him gently on his arm,  he opened his eyes staring at mine.

"The..plane is about to land" i stuttered finding the words to say, suddenly feeling embarrassed by the look he's giving me. He turned his face away from me and pack the files he scattered and kept them inside his suitcase.

After 30mins they announced that the plane is landing, I gripped the seat handle not knowing I actually gripped Jawad's hand, I removed my hands the moment I realised what i did, muttering a sorry.

We took our luggage and step out. I was greeted by the sight of the beautiful country Dubai.

"Masha Allah" i said.

A man in his mid-thirty approach us and took our bag.

"Let's go" Jawad said, walking towards the direction of the car.

"To my villa" he stated.

Looking out of the window, i watched the beautiful streets of Dubai. A smile made it's way out of my lips.

Finally my dream has come true.

**

Assalam Alaikum lovelies,

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Time for some honeymoon fun😁

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