AHAD POV:
Waking up, I looked around to find myself drenched in sweat like someone threw a bucket of icy cold water on me, I looked around, out of breath, finding myself in a foreign room.
I tried to think, taking deep breaths and calming myself down, I again looked around to find myself in my hotel room. Hotel room!?
I thought to myself and felt chills run down my body. All that I saw was a dream... Nah... not a dream... a nightmare... horrible nightmare...
I got up from my bed and found a lot of missed calls from Hayat, glancing at the clock, I found it was 5:30 am, I almost missed my Salah, it had to be 2:30 in Pakistan.
I took my phone and called Hayat, to look at her... to see her all okay... to see her smile.
Picking up the call, I saw her driving the car, somewhere, or maybe she was going home, or for a long drive now, "Where are you going, Jaan?" I asked as I studied her face.
"Bubba, I'm going home now, I had a lot of fun with everyone. They were joining the cars drifting and freestyle, so I decided to leave" said Hayat as she stopped her car at the traffic signal.
"Okay, for now, focus on driving the car while I go pray, don't cut the call, hmm," I said, standing up, and moving toward the washroom.
"Ahad, I didn't cut the call that time, too. My phone battery died, so I had to come to the car to charge it," she said, turning the car to her right side, with one hand holding a steering wheel.
My heart can't take so much attraction... shrugging my thoughts off I said, "Oh, so that's why you decided to leave early, hmm?" I questioned in a teasing tone, catching her off guard and lying to me.
"I won't lie, yeah kind of I left because the call was cut, but I also wanted to leave okay," she said not looking at me, I laughed the matter off as my phone was in the room, on the study table, from where she can easily see my whole room.
After praying, I made dua and got up, looking at my wife, who was now running inside the house, turning the lights on, on her way to the kitchen, keeping some things inside the fridge, taking the bottle of water out, and running towards the room.
"Bubba, I'm going to change, you need to do something?" She asked as she set her phone on the side table.
"Yeah, I have a meeting at 7:30, so I'm going to look at the project material," nodding, she went away, as I started to think about the dream... Nah... nightmare... I prayed to Allah to keep this nightmare away from my beautiful reality. I thanked Allah for everything that he has given me, opening my laptop I started to work on my project file.
Looking at the flights which were available for Pakistan today... booked the flight for the evening distributed my work, and attended the meetings that were important today, I'll leave for Karachi, while my assistant will take care of other matters here before coming back to Karachi.
Looking at my wife as she came out of the washroom, wearing her plaid printed white night suit, she came towards the camera with her moisturizer and serums, plopping on the bed with them she set her phone a little up and started using her skin care products.
"So, you know I got this last week when I went to shop with Mama and Auntie, it a couple set," she said, whispering the last part.
"So, Where's mine? You didn't show me what you brought this time like before," I said as I was excited to see the pj's she got for me, too.
"Wait, I'll come with the bags to show you," she said getting up, ditching her skin care in the middle.
"You haven't unpacked them?" I questioned a little loud so she'd be able to hear me inside the closet.
"Nope, I didn't, I wanted to show you before setting them up," she said coming with a lot of bags in her hand, some were dropped on the ground as she kicked them towards the bed with her left foot.
"Aren't you a little crazy my dear?" I said teasing her a little, she continued to kick the shopping bag towards the bed as she sassily replied, "Still I'm the only one you will ever get, so shut up."
Looking at her giving me a tour of her purchases, a lot of them were clothes for her, me, Ashar, and our parents. One of her dresses caught my eye.
It was a saree, a black color saree with a golden border, "Can you wear it for me and show me how it looks on you?" I asked as she gave me her beautiful hazel innocent eyes, she thought for some time.
"Come home, back you us, and... uh, me, and I'll show you how it looks on me then" Her eyes showed such emotions that I wouldn't have known if not for her looking at me like that, her eyes were filled with desperation to have me there with her.
Her eyes showed the love that she doesn't say out loud but her actions speak it... her eyes showed longing to see me near her.
I wanted to tell her about my return to Pakistan at night, but no, I can't say it right now, not wanting to spoil the surprise and such beautiful moments I told her to sleep.
Getting inside the cover, setting her phone with a pillow on her back she looked at me, no words were said, the comfortable silence was all both felt.
"Don't look at me like that, Bubba," she said, hiding her face with a pillow. I smiled, wanting to caress her cheeks and hold her near me.
"Why not, I'm looking at my legally wedded wife, whom I belong to, only," I said as I stared at her face. My hands were itching to pull her towards me to tell her how much I love her.
"Do your work Ahad, I'm sleeping now," replying with a hmm, I did my work while glancing at her from time to time I whispered, "Wait for me, my dear" as she fell asleep.
"Please deliver this on 27 May by evening. Make sure not to get it damaged, please." I said as the dealer looked at me while shaking my hand.
"No problem, sir, it'll be done as per your request." The meetings were hectic, coming inside my room, and taking a shower, I wore a black shalwar kameez that I packed accidentally, like it was destined to happen I wore it with a watch in hand, setting my hair up... I suddenly remembered the memory...
"Ahad Mama is calling you downstairs," said Hayat as she came inside the room. Coming in front of me, she stood with her hands on her back.
"Just coming, please tell Mama," I said as I tried to dry my hair with the towel that was in my hand.
"What are you doing, Bubba?" Asked Hayat, looking at me with stern eyes.
"Drying my hair?" I said more like questioned her.
"I mean why with your face towel, instead of the ones that are in the washroom cabinet for your hair drying?" I looked at the towel and thought, so that is why my towel felt so short and thin.
Suddenly, the towel was taken from me as Hayat forced sat me on the bed, coming to stand in front of me, she started to dry my hair with the towel and then used a hair dryer on it.
I looked at her the entire time, it looked like her hands did something to my head and I started to feel relaxed and sleepy.
"I'm sleepy," I said, looking at her as she looked down at me, muffling her laugh, she shook her head and replied, "You can't sleep right now, you need to go with Mama to pick Khala (maternal aunt) up from the airport."
I held her waist and tried hiding my face in her stomach as she laughed, "It tickles Ahad, let me style your hair so you can leave." nodding my head, still holding her to myself she styled my hair, pecking my head she said, "Come back soon with everyone safely."
I stood up, holding her hand and taking her downstairs with me... the memory made me suddenly miss her more than I did, is this how marriage works? Is this how falling in love feels like? Is this how you remember memories of your lover when you do something?
I sat on my seat while waiting for the plane to take off, as it was 7:25 in the evening here, I could roughly guess it would be 4:25 pm, so she might have come back from the university by now, and she'd be worried when I won't attend her calls for hours, the flight from China to Pakistan takes more like 6 hours and if I roughly guess the time then I would be at my house with Hayat in my arms by 2 am... My home in my arms.
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