Chapter 12

"Bahu, leave your door open tonight."
Rida seethed with anger as her mother in law released her new imperial decree after dinner.
Jibran had already retired to their bedroom as it was almost midnight now. Rida was waiting for her mother in law to finish the glass of milk when she was bombarded with this unjust demand.
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Jibran was waiting for her when she entered her bedroom. She made her way to the bed without a word.

Perplexed, Jibran asked her, "Honey you had not locked the door."

"Ask your mother", Rida replied angrily as she turned away from him dragging the duvet up to her head.

"What?", Jibran was furious to hear this.

His mother was going too far as always. Her dictionary didn't contain the word Privacy and he was not happy with this.  He knew she was tormenting them on purpose just to please her ego.

He exhaled loudly as he switched off the bedside lamp. The room was instantly plunged into darkness.

Silently he made his way towards his angry wife on the other side of the bed.

"Hey", he whispered in her ear as he rubbed her arms lightly. "I know she is being unreasonable but please don't be upset. She will go back in a month", he pleaded.

"And how am I going to survive this month?" came an angered reply from her side.

"I will help you", he said with a smile in his voice.

"Really! How?", Rida scoffed to the blanket again.

"By showering you with love" he said as he lifted her on top of himself.

"Are you mad!" Rida whispered urgently, scared that the door to her room was ajar.

Jibran didn't flinch as he pulled her lips lower towards his own and said in a matter of fact voice.
"It's too dark, dummy."

Rida was planning to protest further but Jibran quickly possessed her lips. All thoughts of reason momentarily left her mind as his hands crept inside her shirt and his mouth demanded more.

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