Beautiful. . .The word wouldn't leave Zayn's head immediately after he lifted his head up to look at his wife. She's just so beautiful and no, it is not the makeup for he knew she was beautiful the day he first saw her. Not only her face, her whole being in and out, she's beautiful, just perfect for him. He wants to make her his in every possible way, remove all his friends gaze from her. He'll look stupid if he does that but he badly wants to. On instinct, her mother shove her forward a little -he was already taking slow steps- and she almost lost her footing, she was waiting for the impact but it never came.She didn't notice Zayn walking to her, he walks faster when he saw that she was about to fall. His hands immediately went to her waist, holding her to him. He gaze down at her -her eyes were closed very tight and lips glued in a tight grip

FIRST DAY.Nana blinked when she heard a groan coming from behind her. Who is in her room early in the morning and the voice sounds so male-ish. Fahad cannot be here then who? Just then, it hits her like cold water is dumped on her sleeping body. She was married yesterday and Fahad is really at home but not her home. She can still remember the heart wrenching goodbye they'd shared even though he told her that Zayn is a good man and he'll take care of her, Nana still didn't like the idea of living the comfort of her lilac and baby pink room.She swiftly pivoted when she heard the groan again, there, her husband is shifting positions on the couch with an annoyed expression even though his eyes are shut. Nana stifled a chuckle before standing up, still trying to adjust to the rays of sun that's coming from the huge window. She didn't fail to wake up for Subh prayer even though she was exhausted beyond words. She wake Z

THE GIFTS.A week passed in a blur. Both Zayn and Nana are getting tired of the guests that are coming. Some of them are their neighbours and some of them are Nana's. Nevertheless, they welcome them with a smile but after the third day, they hardly have guests to which they're very thankful to. The last time they had guests around, Nana welcomed them alone without Zayn or Maaysa's help and she's proud with how she handled them just well with not panic attack or nervousness sipping through her veins. Everything she did is the same thing any bride would do and she's very proud of herself now.Nana has met his family that live in the other house that's just behind them -uncle Aliyu and aunty Ramatu. They both welcomed her with opened arms and wide grin. They have two children -Mu'ayyad and Hidaya- they didn't come back with them from th

HIS WORDS OUT.Zayn could see from the side of his eyes as his wife kept fidgeting on her seat at the passenger's side. She's itching to ask questions and trying to hide from her previous action which he very much liked. Her innocence is back with full force even before they left the place and that is just intriguing him to her every time. She's just full of do many things but she didn't let herself get too comfortable. He needs to change that, and that too soon. First, she'll ask him so many questions as soon as they settle in the house, he'll make sure she asks him. He's not ready to answer the answers I details but he wants her to ask him that will show how much she cared.You can't just see someone calling your husband baby and won't get jealous about it."Stop fidgeting." He rolled his eyes at her when she shot a glare at him. His feisty wife is back and he's welcoming her with open arms.

GETTING DRESSED. After doing her morning routine -bathing, washing hair, brushing, drying her hair, wearing on a mustard light dress, with ruched waistband and crossover detail at the bust, she put on bakhoor, gab-gab, sandalwood and al khanjaar everywhere in the house and then walk into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them. Not knowing how to cook, Nana halted at frying Irish potatoes, sausage, samosa and egg sauce for them. She set everything in a different medium size cute warmers after she was done, before orchestrating the dining table. "What do we have here?" She heard her husband's deep voice from behind her and that surprisingly brought a huge smile to her face."Breakfast, I cooked!" She beamed, forgetting that he didn't kno