To anyone who needed to hear this today:

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! YOU MATTER! YOU MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE! YOU ARE WORTH EVERYTHING THE WORLD HAS TO OFFER! SO LIFT YOUR HEAD DARLING, YOU ARE A  QUEEN!

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Yasmin sat down on the bed,reaching down so that she could slip her feet into her heels easily.She smiled up at her husband,when he walked out of the closet dressed to impress in a suit.A suit that made him look like he belonged on the front page of a GQ magazine.His tie matched her blood red dress while her shoes matched his black suit,including his dress shirt.

Huzaifa reached for the watch she had bought him,tugging it over his hand and snapping it into place.Hs eyes trailed his wife who had stood up,looking through her small purse that she had decided to carry for the night.He could not help but gaze at her from top to bottom.She looked beautiful,MashaAllah.He did not realize just how much the color red made her stand out.Normally any other men would be naar that their wives would look better then them but Huzaifa did not feel naar.He felt proud he had such a beautiful wife,someone who made him look better.He picked up her watch when she came closer,holding it out causing her to smile as she took it.

“Jazakallah Zaifs.Are you done?”

Huzaifa nodded as he felt his back pockets,“I just need to get my wallet and phone then we can leave if my wife is done?”

“I am.Your wallet and phone is on the dressing table.Be thankful,I almost sat on your phone.”

Huzaifa snorted as he put the two things in his pocket,“Like it would have broke.You are as light as a feather.”

“Hahaha,funny.” Yasmin turned to walk away,only to yelp when Huzaifa caught a hold of her arm and turned her around to face him.His smile lost,eyes narrowed and hand tightening on his arm.

Ah oh.I had to go and screw that for myself neh!

“You don’t get to be so negative about yourself when I am around and when I’m absent.You are perfect the way you are.You are light as a feather and I know that cause I pick you up whenever I want to.If you weren’t I would have lied and told you,you were.Why?Because you are perfect to me the way you are.”

Yasmin looked at him sheepishly,“Yeah bu-“

Huuzaifa put a finger on her lips,“Yes I know.You can’t see yourself like I do.Me telling you that won’t change anything but I will keep on repeating it until you believe me.I believe that one day you will see yourself the way I see you.As beautiful as always.” Yasmin bit her lip nodding her head and Huzaifa’s eyes caught sight of her lips.He groaned as he cupped her face,his thumb freeing her lip from the torture,“Don’t do that,babe.Your lips will become chapped.”

Yasmin looked at him confused,head tilted a bit to the right and Huzaifa could not help but wonder what good had he done to deserve such a innocent wife,“How will my lips become chapped?I’m keeping them wet.”

Huzaifa shrugged as he finally moved his hand,“I don’t know.Mummy used to tell us that.”

Yasmin rolled her eyes,“She probably used to tell you your lips would become fat not chapped.Your hearing capacity was probably low when mummy used to talk.”

“Are you trying to say that perhaps I was deaf?”

Huzaifa glared at Yasmin who oh-so-innocently smiled at him,“We getting late.Let’s go.” Saying that she grabbed her purse and walked away,calling over her shoulder,“Switch on the alarm.”

“Okay.See I heard properly I’m not deaf and my hearing capacity was never low.” He continued grumbling to himself even when Yasmin exited the house.He switched on the alarm and quickly walked out of the house.Huzaifa locked up,then got into the car which Yasmin already sat in.Yasmin leaned over when he started the car to press a kiss to his cheek facing her.

“I was just joking.You can hear perfectly well.”

Huzaifa smiled at her,“I know otherwise I would still be in the house.” He grabbed a hold of her hand after he started driving,resting their hands on the gear.Yasmin looked down at their hands for a couple of seconds before pulling out her phone and snapping a picture.The click caused Huzaifa to look at her with a raised eyebrow,Yasmin blushed.

“It’s sucha tumblr picture.” She mumbled causing Huzaifa to chuckle as he brought her hand up to her lips,leaving a small kiss on the back of her hand.

“I could care less but since you have taken a picture post it on insta.”

Yasmin shook her head,“No.”

Huzaifa glanced at her before looking back at the road,“And why not?I mean you hardly have pictures of us on insta nor do you let me post that much on mine.Why?”

Yasmin turned to look at him,as she contemplated the best way to break what she had to say to him,“Because of nazar.I’m not against couples who do post,I’m just afraid that someone’s nazar will catch us and our happiness.Nazar breaks homes because people see you happy and can’t take it.I do post sometimes but doing it too often would catch people’s bad eyes and I don’t want any one to jinx what we have,because us,our bond,our marriage is very special to me.Has been and will always be.I really want us to always be like this,that’s why I limit my posting and I request you not to post much.”

Huzaifa flashed her a smile,“I can’t win against your intelligence and your amazing thinking power.You really do put everything into perspective,darling.I wonder what I’d do without you.”

“You’d be a lost puppy.” Yasmin said,giggling which caused Huzaifa to smile.

Her giggle was the best sound in the world to his ears and he could not help,but squeeze her hand that he held as if to communicate what he held in his heart towards her.He hoped he could soon put words to those feelings and then communicate what he felt to her.

They reached the venue where his company had decided to hold a party.Huzaifa parked the car,before going to help his wife get off the car.Yasmin put her hand on the crook of his elbow with a smile as he lead them into the hall.They walked into the hall,causing a few eyes to turn to them.Yasmin tightened her hold on his arm and Huzaifa flashed her a small smile.

“Don’t worry.They just curiousish.”

“That’s not a word.”

Huzaifa rolled his eyes as they came closer to a set of his colleagues,“Shush Mrs.I’m-a-teacher.”

Yasmin shot him an amused glance,“I wasn’t a English teacher.I taught business stuies and economics.There’s a difference.Did you not know that?I did mention it a couple of times.”

“Of course I did.Not that I could forget hey.” Huzaifa looked at Yasmin who had raised an eyebrow,“I swear I did.Don’t give me that look.I can hear you doubting me.” Yasmin raised both eyebrows an Huzaifa shook his head,“Stop judging me.”

Yasmin dropped her eyebrows before giggling at his stressed out face,“You are so much fun to tease,hubby.”

Huzaifa moved his arm so that it slithered around Yasmin’s waist,“You are mean.”

“Only to you.”

They stopped at Huzaifa’s colleagues and Yasmin smiled at the three couples,“Good evening,Huzaifa.” One man shook Huzaifa’s hand before the other two followed.Yasmin felt confused,almost startled at the fact that neither of the women who mind you were females did not make a move to shake his hand.

“This is my wife,Yasmin.” Huzaifa said as he pointed at Yasmin who received smiles from the three women.The first woman stepped forward,shaking Yasmin’s hand while going in for a cheek kiss.

“You are so pretty.I mean your pictures don’t do you any justice.My God,Huzaifa.Where did you find such a beautiful lady from?Oh silly me,I’m Thandi Mashinini and this is my husband Nelson.”

“Nice to meet you Thandi and Nelson.”

Nelson smiled at her,“I won’t shake your hand because I am well aware that in your religion you don’t shake the opposite genders hands,but I will welcome you to this family of ours.”

Yasmin smiled at him,“Thank you.”

The next woman did the same as Thandi and she told Yasmin her name was Charlene.The next woman also came forward to do the same as the previous woman,she introduced herself as Andile.They spoke for a while but when Andile’s eyes caught something she could not help but whisper to Yasmin.

“You better protect your husband here comes a leach.”

Yasmin got confused,“What are you talking about?”

“You’ll understand now,now.Trust me we all here for you.”

“Ahh Huzfa.” Yasmin watched as Huzaifa’s eye grew wide at the voice that they heard and he moved closer to her.His shoulder and back pressed against her back,his hands going to her waist as he whispered to her.

“Save me please.”

Yasmin turned her head to see a woman dressed in a long purple dress,with an extended cleavage display and thigh slit that would put Beyonce to shame.Her long black hair sat curled against one shoulder while her prim and proper makeup made her look like a celebrity of some sort.All in all she was pretty but the glare that she sent Yasmin almost had her in shock.

“So this must be your wife,Huzfa.”

Yasmin heard Huzaifa groan lowly before he spoke,“Yes,this is my wife Yasmin.Yasmin,this is Karabo.An accountant here.”

“Not a senior one like you,Huzfa.Yet I’m working myself to be up there.” She looked at Yasmin,almost down her nose,“So you are his wife?If I’m not wrong I’ve heard that you were married before.How did you get a hold of Huzfa?Such a young dashing man for a,ahh second hand wife?”

Yasmin’s mouth almost dropped open but she caught herself at the last moment,her eyes narrowing as she assessed the woman in front of her.She watched as her eyes dripped with lust when they looked at Huzaifa’s face and how her hand provocatively strayed to her exposed skin.

Yasmin forced a smile as she decided to answer this woman who seemed to enjoy eyeing HER husband,“Well,yes the last time I checked my ring is still on my finger and yes,I am his second hand wife but alas you got one part of that wrong.I never get a hold of Huzaifa.” She emphasised the last word,“He caught a hold of me and despite my refusing he wanted a second-hand wife.I don’t think he thinks I’m rusted out as other second had things becomes,like oh your attitude.”

Yasmin heard hidden laughter and snickering from besides her,while behind her she felt her husbands gaze on her face as Karabo’s face grew red.Yasmin looked up at Huzaifa who gazed down at her,shocked only to lower his lips to her own in a short,sweet kiss.

Yasmin lowered her head to smile aka smirk at Karabo who turned around with a huff.Yasmin could not resist some parting words,“Bye Felicia.”

Everyone besides her and behind her burst out laughing.Huzaifa looked at his colleagues as Yasmin turned to face him,“That was epic.” He looked down at Yasmin who had a smile on her face,“You are amazing.”

Yasmin winked at him,“I know.”

Later that night as Yasmin walked into the room after changing while Huzaifa got into bed,he called out.

“Yasu,thanks to you Karabo will stop troubling me.”

Yasmin looked at him as she got into bed after switching off the lights,“What do you mean?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Huzaifa sighed,“She’s been trying to get me to notice her since she joined but I refused and today was when I hope she’s finally got the message.”

Yasmin’s eyes narrowed as she contemplated committing a crime to said woman,“Well,she better stay a hundred and five feet away from you.And you?Don’t look,talk or be in the same room as that woman unless it is absolutely necessary.I don’t like the way she looked at you as if you were going to be her next meal.Gosh,she had no shame.I stood there,in front of her face and she flirted and looked at you in that way.She is so lucky I never know this before or else I would have given it to her so much worst.Stay away from her.” She said wiggling a finger at Huzaifa who sat their stunned at her jealousy filled tone.

“Noted,darling.”

“Good.”

Yasmin laid down,moving her back closer towards Huzaifa until he spooned her.His arms going around her,he gave her head a kiss before moving his lips to her ear.

“You look so damn hot when you are jealous.”

Yasmon blushed,“I’m not jealous.I’m territorial.Jealous is when you can’t have someone,territorial is when you have someone and you will do anything to protect them.You are mine and I won’t let anyone take you from me.”

“Only yours baby.”

They settled down,Huzaifa listened as her breathing fell into a steady pattern,his heart beating in joy.She had felt jealous,sorry territorial over him.That meant that she felt something for him.He just hoped he was not reading too much into it and that this would really blossom into something else.

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Yasmin sat at her readers corner,her mind in turmoil as she sat drowned in her thoughts.She wondered if this was the right step to take,if this was the right moment to finally do this.She took a deep breath,before releasing it and looking out the windows at the blue,sunny sky.

She closed her eyes as she willed herself to bring forth all the memories she had with Huzaifa.The memories of him coming home with flowers,giving her a unconscious kiss on her forehead as they watched a movie,him cooking food when she felt too tired to cook,him speaking out for her against his own blood,him running around to catch her,him apologizing when they have a fight,him taking her to meet Muhammed’s parents,him taking care of nana by sitting and watching soccer with nana,him giving her Cake,them swimming together,them eating together,him bringing her food,him taking care of herhim teasing her and him always worried about her.

How could he be so good and expect nothing in return?

But she had seen it all in his eyes.She had seen it all reflect in his eyes.She had seen his eyes light up whenever she called him an endearment,him holding her close,caressing her hair as he gazed at her,affection clouding his eyes.The slight slips of calling her love her and there.Him pressing kkisses to the side of her neck,him moving away with no explanations except that he did not want his limbs to fall asleep or the fact that after that he headed to the shower.Yasmin was no virgin nor a fool.She knew it all but the nail had been the a week before.

Yasmin got into bed as she looked at a busy Huzaifa who had his laptop out at the readers corner.He smiled at her,blowing her a kiss as she laid down,snuggling into the blanket.

Yasmin recited her dua,closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep.She had fallen into the early stages of sleep when she had been woken by Huzaifa climbing into bed.She did not want him to feel bad that he woke her up so she closed her eyes,to fall asleep.She almost sighed at the warmth of Huzaifa’s arms that enclosed around her and her body relaxed against his.

“You know Yasmin?I actually love the fact that you fall so fast asleep that I can talk to you and you won’t hear me.I mean I don’t know if you are even ready for this.You take such good care of me,give me everything I want on a golden platter then how could I tell you this when you were awke when I don’t even know if you are ready to hear this,that’s why I’ve chosen to talk to you when you are asleep.I love you,Yasmin.I really love you.You hold the key to my heart but I won’t take this further until I know you are ready.Until then I’ll tell you this when you fall asleep.I love you,Yasmin.”

Yasmin had fallen into a shock,unable to sleep the entire night until her body had forced her to get rest.That too half an hour before fajr.She had smiled at him as if she had heard nothing,spoken with him as if she had known nothing but it had begun to eat her up.

He was the person she wanted to call first whenever she had news.She wanted to spend all her time with him.She showed him her most vulnerable side,she cried in front of him.She loved him calling her nicknames.She loved him for pulling her closer to her Allah.He woke her up for Tahajud.She often shared the same glass with him.They read hadits to one another and would talk freely about deen.She had seen his most vulnerable side and had come to love his small quirks.Even the ones that annoyed her.She felt lonely and cold when he was not with her.She could not wait to see him at the end of everyday and adored every minute they spent together.She did not like going anywhere without him.She often called for him when he was not around.She felt a need to share every new story about the Prophet Muhammed (SAW) or his companions with him even if she thought he knew it.He held her when she was afraid and he made it all better with his words and wisom.He made her cry tears of joy,laugh whole heartedly and made her want to never leave his side.He let her have as much as freedom as she needed.He was possessive over her but never overbearing.He let her pave her own road and took it with her.His actions spoke louder then words and that’s what pulled her further in.

I love him.

The thought hit Yasmin like a ton of bricks as her eyes snapped open and she stred outside,eyes wide,hands wet and lips open.

“I love him.” There it was out.Aloud.Yasmin felt a smile overtake her face,“I love Huzaifa.I love him.”

She stood up,making her way into her closet and she sat down in front of her set of drawers.She opened the last drawer fully,her hands going to the back of the drawer as she pulled out a very special dress.She held it in her hands as she decided it needed a ironing session before she would be able to wear it.

Hell I need an entire TLC session before I wear it.

A couple of hours later she stood in her room,looking in the mirror as she put on a zip abaya.This would come later,first food and salah.She smiled at herself in the mirror.Amazed at how good she had made her makeup look.She heard the front door open and she rushed to go meet her husband.

Huzaifa walked into the house,reaching down to pet Cake before he stood up to greet his wife who he heard coming towards him.He frowned seeing Yasmin in an abaya but shrugged it off thinking she had,had a lazy day.

“As salaam mu alaykum Yasu.” He hugged her to him as he put his briefcase on the floor.

Yasmin hugged him back,before pulling away,“Wa alaykum mu salaam.How was your day?”

“Alhumdulilah it went well and your own?”

“It went well.Go make wudu,we will offer our magrib salaah then eat.”

They made their way to the room.Yasmin oushed away every other thought until after esha when they sat in there room.Huzaifa sat at the readers corner doing his work when Yasmin decided to put her plan into motion.She wiped her sweaty hands on her cloak as she made her way into the closet.She took a couple of deep breath before unzipped her abaya.She put the abaya to hang as she slid her feet into a pair of heels.She opened her hair from it’s loose ponytail and closed her eyes.

I can do this.I love him.He is my husband and I can do this.He loves me as I am.

Yasmin opened her eyes,walking out of the closet just as Huzaifa closed his laptop and reached for his phone.Yasmin stood behind him as she worked up the nerve to call his name.

“Huzaifa.” It might have been a whisper to her,but he heard her clear as day.

“Jee Yas-“ Huzaifa froze as he turned his head to look at his wife.Every cell in his body and head froze.He stood up slowly as he turned to face his wife,letting his eyes trail down her exceptionally beautiful figure which he saw on display without her wearing a swimming costume.She wore a pastle blue that dress,that hugged all her curves,showed off her cleavage and gave him a leg show as the dress stopped above midthigh.

“Yasmin,what-“

Yasmin raised her hand,“Don’t okay.Just let me speak otherwise I will loose all the courage that I have right now.” Yasmin took a deep breath when Huzaifa nodded as she stepped closer to him,“Huzaifa,you have always been an extremely amazing husband to me.You have seen me at my weakest,held me through my tears,hugged me through my fears,laughed with me at our joys,laughed at me,made me laugh and never let me feel that I am less then any other women in this world.You gave me time when you knew I needed some,you have been amazing to me and my family.You have respected me,honoured me,cherished me and made me feel like the luckiest woman on earth.So today I think that you deserve the world just as you have given me the world.”

Yasmin stopped in front of him,her hand going the back of his neck,pulling his head down until their foreheads rested against one another.She brought that same hand to his cheek as they stared into one another’s eyes.

“I love you.”

Huzaifa froze,no he came alive.Every cell,every vein,every beat,every hair came alive.He felt warm,he felt cocooned at her words.Those three words sounded felt like tea gliding down his throat,making him feel warm and fuzzy on a winters night.His heart beat faster,his hands grew clampy,sweaty.He heard his blood rushing in his ears and his heart beat faster than it ever did.He saw stars,he felt the wind rustling his hair and he felt the world spinHe gazed into her eyes,searching for a sign of a lie but he found nothing but love shining back at him.He felt her hand squeeze his cheek and that brought him back alive.He thanked Allah for making his dream true and he knew the salah that he started to pray for the last few days would today be in his favor.He could not believe that she had said it as his hands grew a mind of their own and travelled to sit at her hips.

“Say it again.”

Yasmin smiled at him,“I love you.”

“I love you,Yasmin.” Without thinking twice he lowered his head to capture her lips in a kiss.He pressed her body to his own,his arms holding her to him in a vice as her hands strayed to his neck,tangling into his hair.

They pulled back and Yasmin whispered something to him that made him pick her up in his arms,carrying her towards their bed.Her squeal of surprise music to his ears when he picked her up and then giggles at his words of impatience.

The rain danced outside as each droplet met a ray of peeking moon rays and shone through the brilliant night with no regrets but happiness as they fertilised the ground for a new beginning.
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As salaam mu alaykum wa rahmatullahi wa brakatu everyone

Soooo 😁 I hope you guys liked this chapter
I did not go into detail because I've had enough beef with that issue in my other books and I've been told people imagine it so I shouldn't write even things as simple as the last part so it's in the simplest,sweetest form that I know

Secondly please go vote in The Fiction Awards for Yasmin please guys
Also you guys can recommend me for the Rahma Awards

Thirdly my teaching practicals are still going on and by the end of each day my legs are dead and Iam tired so the only time I get to write is on the weekends. On top of the University has started and since I do my university work via correspondence I have assignments through our my teaching practicals which have made my life harder but In Sha Allah on the weekends you'll will get an update.

Now I have something to say.if you follow me you might have seen this but if not here we go:

Usually I am the one to ask you to make dua for so and so country when they are experiencing difficulties. Yet with the Kashmir issues going on I have not spoken, not because I don't care but because I have seen the backlash that so many people have received over talking about it. I know I am talking at a time when apparently India is lifting the lockdown slowly but there is never a time when a person cannot speak. I understand that people will probably unfollow me after this or they will curse me to hell but I have my freedom of speech and I plan on using that right.

But today I think its time I said something as well.

Wethee the people of Kashmir are only under 'lockdown' because there is a fear of rallies to break out against the Indian Government or for any other reasons that have bee stated, you cannot expect to take away their means to communicate and expect them to be sitting down, doing nothing. This has brought fear in their hearts. Not allowing them to leave their house is like putting them in a prison with windows and doors but keeping them in one place. This has brought fear in their hearts. Not allowing their loved one to go back home to be with their families is wrong. This has brought fear in their hearts.

With that being said I make dua and urge you all to make dua, to pray for the difficulties of all the people living in Kashmir, Muslim, Hindu or any other religion. May Allah ease their difficulties and may Allah protect them against the bad. May they experience their freedom as they have never before. May their lives, earnings and property be protected.
Along with this may Allah protect the people in China, Yemen, Syria, Palestine and all over the world
Ameen

If what I have said has offended you then I apologize for speaking nothing but the truth
But if there is a mistake in what I have said then please correct me

Jazakallah

Take care

Fi Amanilah