Mufida swirled in front of her mirror with a wide smile. I look so damn pretty! She thought admiring the gown she wore. She was finally feeling better and is ready for the day, a whole new day, a whole new chapter in her life, for the first time not alone but with the one, she loves and always looked up to.

Haidar!

So this is how it feels? She asked no one in particular but herself still staring at the mirror. You feel as if a small burden has been lifted from your life, you feel happy without a reason, and you feel a different kinda joy inside you, the one you've never felt before in your life. A new feeling, a new happiness, and a new life.

She turned and sat down on the bed, with a small grin on her face. A whole new chapter with someone you love? Isn't that one of the most beautiful times of you one's life? Of course! Because you feel as if you've it all. Ya Allah bless my marriage!

Her ringtone blasted off forcing her out of her thoughts, she glanced at the screen it was Raheenah and she was FaceTiming her. She whispered "perfect!" Before answering the call.

"I was about to call you sef," Mufida stated immediately Raheenah's face filled her phone screen.

"I don't believe you newest bride in town, I was long forgotten now that you've someone else in your life," Raheenah replied with an eye roll chewing on something that looks like grapes. But grapes early in the morning?

"I'm I sensing jealousy?"Mufida furrowed her eyebrows at Raheenah suspiciously. "Anyhow, Maryam brought food for me and I wanted to call you to tell you about it."

"And why is that? Is the food not delicious?"

Mufida had to roll her eyes. "If I had tested the food I'll know that but I'm not going to eat it, it's a big No."

Raheenah heaved a sigh. "You're unbelievable Mufida, like seriously? Are you still on this? Maryam isn't after your husband, she is happily married with a son why will she poison you?"

"I've so many other reasons apart from that Heenah, I just don't trust her," Mufida replied, getting up from the bed and walking towards the exit.

"What you should know is that the girl you're refusing her food brought me and your brother together, my absence in his life made him realize how important I was in his life and if was to thank someone then it's Maryam."

Mufida rolled her eyes stepping down the stairs. "She didn't do anything, I believe the love had been there for a long time the both of you took a long time to realize that, it's not because of Maryam."

"Sometimes I doubt if you're a Doctor."Raheenah teased with a light chuckle. "When I got married to your brother I don't think he loved me at that time, the only thing that was on his mind was Muhibbah."

Mufida had to laugh at Raheenah's last words. "Why are you continuously referring to Ya Ridwan as your brother, your brother?" she questioned amidst laughter.

"Isn't he your brother?"

"Yes! But he is your husband too."

"Well, he is your brother before he became my husband."

"You're impossible!"Mufida stated, shaking her head.

"I know right!"

Mufida met Hisham having his breakfast, that too without her! Not that he didn't try to ask her to eat with him, he did so many times but Mufida being Mufida refused. She ignored him intentionally and went directly to the living room and sat down on the couch which was facing Hisham.

"By the way, where is Batoul?"Mufida questioned stealing glances at Hisham. She was trying so hard to get his attention and show him how angry she is but he isn't even looking at her, he is so busy enjoying his breakfast.

"Today is Monday, I guess your brain isn't working anymore."Raheenah retorted with an eye roll.

"Oh! Wallah, I've forgotten about that, sorry my bad."

"I know why—-"

Mufida was quick to cut her off. "I'll talk to you later, bye." and she hung up the call.

"Your breakfast,"Hisham stated, passing a plate filled with fried yam and scrambled egg.

She looked up at him, then the plate and said. "I don't want to eat it, I don't feel like having yam."

Hisham sighed. "What do you want to eat then?"

Mufida's eyes went huge as saucers, the old Haidar will never ask her that instead he'll force her to eat it.

"Will you make it for me if I tell you?"She enquired, keeping her phone aside.

Hisham nodded with full confidence. "Whatever you say!"

Oh, wow!

"Okay then, I see you're very confident, I like that."she hummed with a teasing grin on her face. "I want oats and fried chips, make that for me."

Hisham was hesitant before giving her a reply. "Is that all?"

"I'm taking pity on you Haidar, I know you can't cook very well so finish this first."she smiled showing off her henna.

"But you're going to help."

Mufida furrowed her brows at him. "Why?"

"You know I can't do it alone, I've never tried and I'm sure you don't want me to turn your kitchen update down I know how ladies become so over possessive with their kitchen."

"How do you know that? I'm surprised for real."

"Halima! It's not her kitchen but whenever she is cooking no one will dare to enter the kitchen or even touch anything and the funniest part is she can't even cook well."He ended with hearty laughter and Mufida had no other option but to join him, it was as if the laugh was contagious.

"So shall we?"He extended his hand to her, she looked up at him, her face almost turning red due to how badly she was blushing, with a small smile she placed her right hand into his palm and stood up.

They entered the kitchen together and jumped right into it. Hisham being a little more dramatic like Haidar wore the pink apron he found in the kitchen which was obviously for Mufida. She snapped him with her phone and captioned it with "cute 🤭💕"

Hisham got tired of begging her to delete the picture but instead, she sat down on the counter and kept staring at the picture and giggling like a 2-year-old.

"What do I start with ma'am?"He questioned throwing and catching the potato in his hand.

She took her eyes away from her phone to look at him. "Peel the potato first sir!"she replied with the same enthusiasm.

Done with that, "what's next ma'am?"He questioned.

Mufida rolled her eyes at him and got down from the counter. "Is that how you'll cook for me? Asking me all the time what's next? Where's all the confidence? Hmm?"She hummed smirking. "Cut the potatoes, and they should be perfect."

She folded her arms and watched as he tried cutting one and failed. She shook her head, if she wasn't so hungry she won't help him but her stomach has been grumbling forever and she can't take it anymore. "Shift." and he did.

"Now watch and learn," she stated taking the knife from him. She cut one, two and three before turning to face him. "See!"he didn't even hear, he was lost staring at her. Mufida cleared her throat to get his attention. "What a great chef are you sir, not paying attention I see."

"I was paying attention to something worth watching."He was shamelessly flirting with her.

Mufida looked away from him, stifling a laugh. "Let me finish this quickly, I'm famished."And she continued with what she was doing and so did Hisham.

Slowly he reached out for her hand making her stop whatever she was doing. It was as if she froze. She didn't expect him to do that. He held her hand tightly but calmly and she realized the knife she was holding.

"Haidar.."she called in a whisper and turned immediately, she was now facing him and they were only few inches away from each other.

"What are you doing?"She asked shyly and at the same time trying to hide how shy she was feeling. They were so close to each other.

"What does it look like I'm doing?"He replied back with her question with a question. She tilted her head away and covered her lips stifling a laugh. He lifted her face up and rose his eyebrows at her.

"I love you...."He stated more like whispered to her. Her eyes automatically locked with his. She smiled, she found his eyes piercing. "I love you, Mufida like a lot..."He repeated staring deeply into her eyes which were welled up with tears.

She saw the seriousness in his eyes. "I...."

He was quick to cut her off. "Can I?" he asked staring at her lips and back to her eyes.

Mufida gulped and shut her eyes slowly as her response, she was too weak from the inside to even say a word.

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