Yasmin got off the treadmill and grabbed her water bottle as she sat on the floor.She took a few sips and glared at her husband who now got off his treadmill,smiling at her as he copied her actions.

"I'm.Going.To.Kill.You."

Huzaifa laughed at her punctuation of each word,"First try moving without your bones breaking."

Yasmin glared at Huzaifa,“I hate you.”

Huzaifa chuckled at her words and her glare hardened at his chuckle,“Oh come on.It wasn’t even that bad.”

Yasmin’s mouth dropped open and she chucked the water bottle at Huzaifa who caught it just before it hit him,“Not that bad?Are you mad?An hour on the treadmill wasn’t that bad?My bones are crying and we’ve not even started.Why did I ever agree to this!Oh wait,I never.You forced me to.”

Huzaifa held back a smile at her pouting lips and he shook his head as he stood up,he offered her a hand,“Come on.I promise to torture you less after this.I’ll buy you your favorite mango juice if you finish off this last few sets.”

Yasmin tilted her head,chin raised,“You promise?”

“I promise.”

“Okay.” Yasmin put her hand in his and he pulled her up,“Now the weights.”

Yasmin’s eyes went huge at his words and she pulled her hand away from his,shaking her head,“Huh uh.I don’t want to look like Batista.”

Yasmin felt thankful that the gym they attended happened to be open until late otherwise her loud tone would have disturbed people trying to gym.They happened to be some of the only ones in the gym including a woman at the far end with earphones in and three of the employees.

Huzaifa grabbed her hand and shook his head,“No woman.You won’t look like Batista.Weights actually help when getting into shape.”

Yasmin felt conflicted as he pulled her towards the weights,“But-”

“Trust me.”

His whisper made her stop in her tracks and she sighed,“Okay fine.I get two mango juices for this.”

Huzaifa’s smile widened and he pulled her into a bone crushing hug,“Deal.”

Two hours and a couple almost broken toes later the couple made their way into their house.They entered their room and Yasmin groaned as she dropped her gym bag on the floor.She sat on the bed,closed her eyes and rolled her neck to one side,then the other.

“My body is going to feel like rocks in a bag by tomorrow.”

Huzaifa put his bag down next to hers and he smiled at her,“It will get better day by day.”

Yasmin opened one eye to look at him,“I know but I hate this part.You better buy me my mango juices by tomorrow,you promised.”

Huzaifa nodded as he sat down next to her to take off his shoes,“I will.Now how about I take quick shower and run you a bath to help relax your muscles.You can chill in there while I finish off some work.”

Yasmin opened her other eye and nodded only to groan,“Great idea.I’ll make you some tea.”

Huzaifa stood up and placed a kiss on her forehead,“Jazakallah love.”

Yasmin blushed at the nickname he called her as he walked away.Slowly but surely she was beginning to get used to the endearments he called her,love being one of the normal ones.She knew he did not use in a way of professing he loved her but rather as a sweet way of addressing her without really using her name.

She got up to go make him tea.When she entered the kitchen she found a few letters that she had not got to open once Huzaifa came home.Once she put the water to boil along with a teabag,two elachi and cinnamon sticks.She took out Huzaifa’s tea.Yes Huzaifa owned a mug specifically for his tea.Huzaifa happened to be a typical Indian person who loved his tea more then anything in the world loved drinking tea in a mug.Unlike her husband,Yasmin who preferred the occasional cup of tea but leaned more towards a nice glass of chocolate milk.How she ever stayed healthy while attending the gym remained a mystery to her.

As she went through the letters she found one that consisted of the monthly water and lights bill.She quickly noted it down on a notepad nearby and she glanced around the kitchen,wondering what else to make a note of that she would have to buy the following day at the grocery store.She made a mental note to ask Huzaifa what he needed that she should buy for him.

She poured in the milk in and stood against the counter.Her legs felt like rocks had been tied on them and she could not stand straight.As she looked at the milk boil she thought over the past few months that she had been married to Huzaifa.

They were entering their third month of marriage and so far so good.Not that she wanted to jinx anything but MashaAllah they lived in harmony.They had been quick to pick up on one another’s habits and try to adapt to it.Yasmin still could not for the life of it handle Huzaifa leaving the wet towel on the bed just as he could not handle her leaving the TV remote on the bed.They definitely had moments of not seeing eye to eye but they worked around it.Yasmin felt herself slowly beginning to adapt to leaving the TV remote on the coffee table and Huzaifa had learned to hang the towel on the door(which still annoyed Yasmin but hey it was an improvement).

Yasmin poured the tea into the mug and she stirred in his sugar before grabbing the packet of rusk from the cabinet.She took it to the room only to shake her head when she saw the towel on the bed and Huzaifa busy typing away on his laptop.Yet her eyes almost bulged out of her eyes when she saw he had ditched a t-shirt and happened to be clad in a pajama pants.

This had to be a sight that Yasmin still had not gotten used to.Seeing Huzaifa shirtless even though he happened to laze around like that.She figured it happened to be a habit from his bachelor days when he begun to live alone after getting a job.

“Your tea and rusks.” Yasmin placed it on the table in front of the chair where he worked,next to his computer and Huzaifa blindly reached for the cup as Yasmin turned away.

“Dammit.” Yasmin turned around to see the mug tipped over the side of the table and the tea spilling onto the mat.Huzaifa quickly made the cup right and he looked up at Yasmin with annoyance filled eyes.

“Really?You could have just handed the cup to me.See what happened.”

Yasmin’s eyes met his and she held her hands up,palms facing upwards,“How is that my fault?You could have told me to give it to you but instead you blaming me.How is that fair?”

“Well you could see I’m busy.Why didn’t you hand it to me?”

Yasmin gritted her teeth,“Was I supposed to smell you wanted me to hand it to you?”

Huzaifa rolled his eyes,“No you were supposed to use your brain and ask me.”

Yasmin closed her eyes,“Why didn’t you use yours and tell me to give it to you.”

Huzaifa glanced at his laptop,“Wow make it my fault now why don’t you?”

“You blamed me first and I’m the one making this your fault?You got to be kidding me.” Yasmin threw her hands up in exasperation as she turned to storm to the bed,muscles aching and all where she glared the towel thrown on the bed,“Idiot can’t put his towel on the rack and wants to blame me for not using my brain.At least I can do my own minimal tasks.”

Huzaifa turned to look at her as he heard her not so subtle words,“It’s just a towel.What if the tea messed on my laptop?”

Yasmin turned to face Huzaifa with a fake smile,eyes closed,“But it didn’t.This literally happens every day and I’m sick of it.”

“Moving it won’t kill you.”

“Hanging it on the rack won’t kill you.” She retorted as she grabbed it off the bed.

“Well at least I didn’t have to drink your tasteless tea.”

Yasmin turned around with her mouth open at his words,only to see his face tured to the laptop and without a second thought she threw it at him.The towel landed on the side of his face and he looked at Yasmin with wide eyes.

“You can make your tea yourself from now.”

Yasmin stormed off to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.Cursing him in her mind to hell and backShe tied up her hair into a bun,stripped off her clothing and got into the bath that had been filled by water.She moaned in pleasure as the hot water begun to work on her aching muscles and she leaned her head against the pillow,eyes closed.The scent of lavender hit her nose and she took a deep breath in,enjoying the wonderful scent.She tell her favorite bath salts had been added in and thanked Huzaifa in her mind.

No.He doesn’t deserve to be thanked.He blamed me for something that was his mistake.But he was sweet enough to fill the tub with water and add in my favorite bath salts.But that gave him no right to argue with me for no reason.

“Aghh.” Yasmin groaned as she opened her eyes and picket up a handful do water only to let it slip thorough her fingers.

Seems like I did jinx our non-fighting streak but he started it.I’m not going to apologize for something I didn’t start but then I could be the bigger person in this and apologize.After all no one becomes small by apologizing.

Yasmin nodded to herself and once she set her resolute she rinsed herself off.She got out of the tub and toweled herself dry before putting on her toweling gown.She brushed her teeth and completed her night routine.She made her way into the closet and grabbed a new underwear along with some pajamas.She left her bra because it was sleeping time and sleeping with a bra was a big no-no for her.That shit was uncomfortable as hell.She put on her underwear and pajamas.She combed her hair and looked in the mirror deliberating whether she should go get some color in her hair,it did look like a bush of black color.Perhaps she should get a hair cut and get it dyed.

While Yasmin deliberated on her hair,in the next room Huzaifa ran a hand through his hair frustrated as he slammed his laptop shut.He looked at the closet where he knew that Yasmin stood in,probably brushing her hair.He felt like slapping himself a couple of times and then getting someone to murder him.

This happened to be his and Yasmin’s first argument over something so majorly that they had not solved it before walking out of the room.He hated the hollow feeling in his chest and the pain that seemed to course through his veins.

Why the hell did I burst out at her on such a dumb matter?I’m so stupid and she’s right an idiot as well.I called her tea tasteless but it actually is really good.Stupid work for making me so frustrated.I better apologize.But she shouted at me for something that I’m trying to change?Why doesn’t she understand that my work is frustrating?

That’s when Huzaifa realized that they never spoke about his work.He had never told her just how tiring and frustrating working as an accountant is.He shook his head as he opened his laptop to continue working as he decided to apologize after he got done with his work.

Yasmin emerged out of the closet and he looked at her out the corner of his eye.He saw her look at him before she walked to her side of the bed.Huzaifa wished whole heartedly that she stayed awake a while longer so that he could apologize to her but it seemed as if his luck had run out.She opened the bed and he quickly saved the data he had been working when he saw her climb onto the bed.Once the data saved he shut the laptop off and without closing it,he got up.He switched off the lights and made his way towards his side of the bed.

Huzaifa got onto the bed and he turned to face her back.He stared at his back and his consciousness pulled him out of it.

Call her name,do something you dumb idiot.By staring at her back nothing’s going to happen.

Huzaifa snapped out of just staring at her back,agreeing with his consciousness.He moved closer to her and he wrapped an arm around her waist,burying his face in her neck.He felt her tense in his arms before letting her body relax into him.

“I’m sorry,Yasmin.” He whispered into her ear,hoping the sincerity in his voice would be enough for her to forgive him.

Yasmin turned around to face him,his arm still on her waist and she looked up at him with a soft smile,“I’m sorry also.”

Huzaifa shook his head,“That was my fault.I let my work stress affect my personal life and this was the consequence.”

Yasmin tapped his face lightly,“I should have understood,instead of blowing off at you as well.”

“But you didn’t know.” Huzaifa argued,“I should have spoke to you about my work instead of letting it eat me up.I promise this won’t happen again and I promise to not leave my towel on the bed anymore.”

“I’m going to be all ears for whatever you need to tell me,and I’ll remember this promise as well.” Huzaifa smiled at her and her smile turned to a more serious look,“You know this is the first time you’ve held me like this.”

Huzaifa froze this time.

I’m stupid.

He realized that’s why she tensed when he put his arm around and begun to move him arm,but her next words stopped him.

“But I like it.You warm,soft and make for a nice cuddle buddy.” Yasmin said as she buried her face into his chest.

Huzaifa’s arm tightened around her at her words and he felt a smile graze his face,his cheeks almost aching from the wide pull.

“I like it too.”

“Hold me like this every night,okay?”

“Okay.”

Another step forward,Huzaifa thought to himself,with a smile.It really is all the little things that made women happy,especially his woman.
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As salaam mu alaykum wa rahmatullahi wa brakatu everyone

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