Cause I don't care when I'm with my baby, yeah. All the bad things disappear
And you're making me feel like maybe I am somebody. I can deal with the bad nights
When I'm with my baby, yeah

.....

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<<raqeeba's p.o.v>>

I look at the room in awe. The soft white contrasting with a cream colour interior and wooden floor was something which had already had my heart but the beautiful green indoor plants just adds on to it, making everything stand out. My eyes wonder at the very corner to find a small study table there which is just perfect for me. I walk around admiring the neatly set up bed and 2 seaters. Just opposite to the bed is my favorite thing in a room. The television. What? Entertainment is a must. Duh... Below which is a small fireplace.

Finally smiling at the beautiful catalog-like room which is now all mine. I walk in the huge attached balcony, looking as beautiful as ever. Turning to my right I find the door of his room shut, to which I just roll my eyes.

By far Nuraan Khan is the most predictable human being ever!

I sigh and sit down on the seat in front of the small coffee table, smiling as I look at how beautiful today's weather is. It's lively and full of colors. I didn't realize how long I was sitting just like that admiring the beauty of nature until I got up from my seat and was about to get inside when...

"Get ready." I jumped at his sudden voice as I placed my hand on my chest.

"You scared me!" I exclaimed as I turned to my side to look at him, now changed into a white tee , denim jeans, and white sneakers. His hands damped in his pocket and he was simply leaning against the balcony door. He shrugged at what I said, having nothing more than a blank expression in his face. I could see the way his hair looked slightly wet making it clear that he was just out of shower.

"Like I care." He replied in his oh so bored tone which I for a change chose to ignore.

"Why?" I asked frowning. Why should I change I mean yes I was wearing Nushra's cloth but I'm sure that is not why he wants me to change.

"What why?" He asked sounding agitated. God, he's always in such a pissed mood.

"Why do I get ready...?" I asked in a duh tone.

"We're going out."

"For?"

"Lunch."

"Lunch?"

"Yep."

"Where?"

"Dugg out"

"Never heard of it before actually."

"It's local here."

"What type?"

"Disco plus lunch?" He said sounding a bit unsure or probably searching for the correct words.

"When was the last time you went--"

"God just shut up will you or I'm leaving alone!" My eyes widened at his outburst.

I'm not that irritating now, am I?

Very.

Shut up.

Not happening. You investigating like you're gonna marry the place!

Go away conscience!

I'm the only rational you, honey.

Whatever.

"Ouu. Jeez, okayy! I'm leaving! Ugh." I raised my hands in surrender as I shrugged and was about to get inside. Ugh! I'm so tired already.  Wait! What about home delivery? I beamed a bit before looking in his direction again.

"But can't we just orde---" Only to be stopped by the loud thud of him slide shutting the door. I sighed. What's with him shutting it right on my face huh?

Idiot.

*****

I hopped down the stairs humming 'Lily' by Alan Walker. Oh I just love that song. My white sneakers bobbing on the floor as I was making a bun with both my hands and my phone pressed between my chin and chest. I didn't bother wetting my hair while taking bath, my make-up was simple just a lip balm, moisturizer and that's it. If that's any much of 'make-up'. I wore a simple printed light off white cream coloured dress which stopped just about my knees. It's simple and cute something which totally is me but I'm sure doesn't at all matches my husband's taste.

Speaking of which. I stopped at the very base of the stairs.

"I'm done," I say as I look at him well not exactly him but his back to be specific. His legs stretched out as his back was leaned on the head of the couch, one hand resting on the arm set while he was typing furiously with the other.  Upon hearing my voice he just raised his index finger indicating '1 min' , to which I just shrugged.

I walked closer to the couch and plopped down beside him with a thud. I could feel him stiffen for a moment but then he relaxed. I looked at him only to have a glance of his side face and couldn't help but chuckle at the way his jaw was clenched hard.

I totally piss him off, don't I?

At that moment I didn't know what got into me but I did what any senseless person would do at that very situation. I slowly grabbed his lower jaw and pulled it down leaving his mouth slightly agape.

"Relax." Just as the words left my mouth did I realize what I did.

Oh fuck.

His eyes widened a little and I could totally see how taken aback he was. Oh god! My eyes were as big as saucers while my jaw already touched the ground. I slowly clenched my hand into a fist, as my eyes squinted a apologetically and I bit hard on my lower lips giving a guilty smile and a nervous chuckle. Putting my tightly interlocked hands on my lap I mentally cursed them. 'Can't you fucking stay to yourself!'

Oh, God! What must he be thinking of me! That how big of a fool and the ill-mannered girl I am... Gosh! He definitely is cursing himself for being married to a barbaric cavemen type of a girl I am! This is all Swapnil's fault, if I didn't have a friend who keeps clenching his jaw every once in a second I probably wouldn't have been so very used to 'unclenching them for others! He must be thinking---

"You're insane, you know that." He said as I could feel his gaze burning on my side. I bit my lips slowly nodding my head. "I do."

"That's good." I kept my head low before saying.

"I'm really sorry. That wasn't my place to do something like that but--but--"

"And dramatic." He continued to which I frowned and looked at him raising a finger and shook my head closing my eyes. "Nope that's not true. I strongly disagree." I said as I looked straight into his eyes. He looked back at me with amusement and said.

"Just now you were apologizing and now you flip?" I gasped with my eyes wide

"What no! I still am apologetic but... I'm not dramatic!" I argued.

"I can write it on paper that you are the biggest drama queen I've ever had in my life." I gasped at his words yet again but this time with my hand on my chest and leaning a bit back, but my mouth immediately shut the moment I saw the corner of his lips tugged into an evil smirk and I pressed my lips together.

Okay, maybe I am.

"Seen for yourself, Princess?" I roll my eyes at him. "Whatever..." He snickered at my words before jumping on his feat. "Let's go." For some reason, I had lost my appetite.

I gagged at him as I said "Idon'twannagothereanymore." My words came out more like a spoilt brat whining like a prick. He looked at me for a second giving me his skeptical look before putting his phone in the pocket of his jeans "Okay." He said as he started walking out before taking the hanging car keys beside the entrance. I sulked a little."Hmm"

But as if he knew just what to say to have me jumping he let out a loud "I'm gonna have the best lasagna ever!" My head perked up at those words. Wait...

Lasagna?

Lasagnaa.

Lasagna!

I LOVE LASAGNA!

I quickly tightened my shoe lace and took my phone before stumbling my way out

"Wait!" I cried as I jogged to meet up his steps.

"Ugh! Nuraan wait!" I am officially the clumsiest person ever since I almost managed to trip on air. That's right AIR! I stopped when I was finally standing in front of his Audi R8 and him with my Cheshire cat smile. Although all he did was roll his eyes at me before sitting on the driver's seat but I didn't miss the way he tried to keep himself from  smiling.

*****

"Chicken Lasagna and garlic bread" I ordered and chuckled at the waitress who's eyes didn't leave my husband as she kept eye raping him. My eyes flickered to Nuraan who had his gaze fixed on the menu until he ordered

"Ceaser Salad." He ordered and shut the menu before keeping it aside. I pressed my lips together looking at how oblivious he is to her typical hawk-like eyes. My brows shot up when I saw her bend down showing off her cleavage as she picked the menu.
"Are you sure you don't want anything else?" She asked in the sexiest voice she could afford. I give her that.

"Yes. That would be all." He said in his utmost business-like voice accompanied with a straight face and with that the chuckle I had been suppressing just came out to which she shot me a glare. Huh. Are you serious? I passed her my sweetest smile before tucking almost no loose strand behind my ear but just making her eyes snap back to reality by the ring that stood proud and shining on my ring finger before saying in the most sugar-coated voice I could muster.

"Thank you, Sweetie." Her eyes widened and I could see her cheeks turning into a light shade of pink before she rushed away making me laugh yet again. Poor girl.
"What's so funny?" I looked at him only to find him giving me a confused expression.

"Just the thing that someone can hit on You."  I saw him cock an eyebrow up before saying

"Well, you have no idea of the list of 'someones' i have then." I scoffed at him before saying "You have any idea how full of yourself you are?" He just shook his head at that.

"I'm not."

"You are."

"Not"

"Are"

"Not"

"Are"

"No--" We stopped the moment our foods arrived and I found myself being lost in the aroma itself. Oh God. This.is.bliss. My Chicken Lasagna smiled at me and I could totally feel my eyes going all hearts.

(Wasn't necessary ik! Just wanted to make you peeps hungry!  Lol. I'm wicked)

"Eat it already." I quickly shut my mouth at his words. "Sorry," I murmured before devouring in the soft piece of heaven. I looked at him as he ate with so much etiquette wiping his mouth after almost every bite he took. While me. Well no I wasn't the hooligan type but yeah if you see us together, we're probably pols apart.

"What's your favorite dish?" I asked not liking the silence we had.

"Why do you ask?" I frowned at his questions. "Just wanted to know?" I responded, not liking how unsure I myself looked.

"Why?" He asked.

"What why?" My frown deepened.

"Why do you 'just want to know'?" Oh my God, this guy is insane.

"Because I want to know!"

"You want to know what?"

"Know what your favorite dish is so!"

"Yeah, but why?" He is getting on my nerves now.

"I-I don't know! Jeez! Why are you getting so picky!?"

"I'm not. Just  investigating why you're asking me about something which shouldn't be your concern." He said with a straight face.

"Wha-- You--Ow fuck it!  You know what!? I don't give a shit about your dish! I DON'T want to KNOW."

I huffed bending my neck down as I just continued eating a little too harshly this time.  He is such a douche---.  I stopped the moment his laughter filled the room. I looked up only to find the tiny ones of air in me being knocked out at the sight. The sunlight from the huge window fell right on his face making it gleam, his oceanic crystal clear blue eyes squinting at me as he threw his head back laughing making his cute dimples which managed to look hot, visible. Some of his hair fell on his forehead giving me the urge to reach out and put them back in its place. He was breathtaking. I'll give him that.

Wait, wtf Raqeeba!

"That was irritating wasn't it." His voice brought me back to reality. "Indeed it was." I huffed and rolled my eyes at him.

"I know. That sums up your entire personality. Irritating." He said making me gasp.

"That was mean!" I said as I threw a tissue at him.

"Hey, I'm not mean!" He said in a defensive tone.

"Yes, you are. Has anyone never told you that!" I said with a dramatic gasp.

"They say I'm sweet." He replied to which I just shook my head.

"They lie."

"They know me." He said with a shrug.

"You think I don't know you? You think I don't know you!? Well yes, I don't know you but my statements are intact." I said in a finalizing tone. He just chuckled.

"Well you're the first and I'm sure the only person who called me mean."

"Well then Mr. Nuraan Khan, you should be glad that you now have a single very honest person in your life as your THE GREAT WIFE!" I exclaimed with my head held high and finished with an invisible hair flip. Cursing under my breath for not letting my hair down.

I expected him to laugh as usual but instead he just kept looking at me right in the eyes and chewed on his salad real slow. His gaze was stuck on me and for a second there I felt conscious. Conscious of how I look, conscious of what he may see. Conscious that if he sees a little too much he might discover every inch of my secrets and every inch of me.

"I guess honestly is all I need then."

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