CHAPTER ONE: ANNIVERSARY

The lights growing brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun, and now the orchestra is playing yellow cocktail music, and the opera of voices pitches a key higher.

Laughter is easier minute by minute, spilled with prodigality, tipped out at a cheerful word.

Today marks Nafisa's two years wedding anniversary with her husband, Hussain and then he decided to throw a big party for them even though she was against it.

She watched as her husband interacts with his business partners, a smile on his face.

She thanked God for blessing her with Hussain. When he was introduced to her by her brother, she didn't take him seriously in fact her mind was in school. But after a while, she felt her worlds belong to him, he owns her.

She sighed softly as Hussaini walked towards her, making her heart wants to rip out of her chest. She shifted in her position feeling awkward.why will he talk to her while his parents are here?

"Mama. Sorry, but can I steal my baby for a minute"He asked upon reaching them. "Mara kunya, you can take her with you ."His mother replied, laughing. Nafisa wished the ground would swallow her, why did he choose to disgrace her like this?

Hussain took her outside and pecked her lips, he so much missed her. "Stop someone might see us," she said

"Then what, I kissed my wife. Do they have problems with it"

"Let them see, is what I'm doing a crime." He pinched the bridge of her nose playfully with a loving smile on his face.

He has that kind of smile that makes her inner self quiver. Her prayers every day was to thank the Lord for giving her such a nice, caring and loving husband.

"Now let's get back inside, mama must be looking for us." She held his hands dragging him inside towards his mother.

"We are back mama," Hussain announced without any sense of shyness. She felt like smacking him on his head, trying to make her feel embarrassed in front of his mom.

"Toh san nu da dawowa (welcome back)." She replied back. "I almost forgot your dad was looking for you, he wants you to meet some people." She added.

"Sure." He lowered his face to her ears. "See you later baby." He whispered in her ear and she gave him a coy smile.

After he disappeared to where his father was, She was left alone with his mother. Even though She is used to her, But she still feels shy around her. She turns to Nafisa with a motherly smile on her face.

"I want to thank you for taking care of my son, I'm glad he chooses you as my daughter in law. May Allah bless you" she held both my hands in hers. Nafisa was speechless, she didn't know what to say so she just kept her head down and uttered an Ameen.

The event ended late, people leaving the hall Nafisa found herself searching for her husband in the crowd. And there was, she found him talking to a lady. The lady was clingy onto him which seem odd, her husband was never the womanizer type.

She cleared her voice gaining the attention of both of them. "Baby let's go. I am tired" Nafisa said whining. Mouth agape, the lady shocked her head. Perks of marrying a baby.

"Okay let's go"Hussain replied and turned to the lady. " I will think about the proposal. Thank you" He said in a stern voice. She knew something was wrong the way he talked, he is angry about something. The woman must have said something to make him angry.

"Baby, what is wrong . You sound down, is everything alright," She asked him upon reaching the car. "Nothing. And don't push through it." came his short reply.

She decided to respect herself, fighting with him to tell her won't cause anything good but problems. She put on her seatbelts, making the Dua before closing her eyes. Sleep found it's a way through her.

The car screeching halt at the house gate, making the gateman to be startled. He hurriedly opened the gate for them. And Hussain drove into the house.

He parked the car at his special place before moving to Nafisa's. He picked up in a bridal way, making her shift in sleep. "Shhh" He whispered seductively into her ears.

He dropped her on the bed and moves his head closer to her. She sits frozen, from both fear and excitement. She leans in, so his foreheads rest against hers. They close their eyes. Both their breaths are shaking. "Thank you," she says in barely more than a whisper.

"For what?" He replies, his voice low and husky.

"For being you." Her voice wavers, exhilarated from the tension between them.

He gently leans in and kisses her warms lips. They pull apart and take shaky, shallow breaths. Unable to contain themselves anymore, Hussain holds her head in his hands and pulls her into a fiery and passionate kiss.

His hands work their way around her body, feeling each crevasse, each line along with his perfect physique.

She lies on her back as he matches her body's form. His hands venture over her curved body, exploring.

They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion.

No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated.

He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck.

She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

She runs her lips up to his neck and lands a loving and intense kiss on his lips.

He goes to sit up, but She pushed him back down. "Nafisa-" She cuts him off by kissing his lips. He kisses back, his hands came up to her neck and hair. She pulled away. She grabbed his hands gently and place them back down by his sides.

"No touching," She whispered.

"That's not fair." He sulks.

"Shh." She brought her finger up to his lips and kiss him again. It's a slow process but She wants to enjoy it, but most of all, She wants him to enjoy it.

She stopped kissing his lips and move to his jawline, neck, and collarbone. Kissing every inch, She can feel the struggle to keep his hands down. She places soft butterfly kisses down his chest and abs.

"Nafisa." He whispers her name. She can hear and feel the desperation to use his hands and the willpower it's taking him not to. She sits up, still straddling him, and gently take his hands places them on her hips.

"Your turn," She whispered into his ear and bite his earlobe. His hands instantly flip her over violently.

He buries his head into her neck and his hands rove all over her body. Their breathing then becomes rough and fast.

"You're irresistible." He says while kissing her chest. His hand comes up to her bra and doesn't attempt to undo the strap. He grabs the middle and yanks. She hears the fabric rip and gasps at what he just did.

"Shh," he says. That night wasn't like any other night. He took all of her, savored every moment.