I carefully place my palm on his big one holding his hand by his wrist I measure our hands and everytime I do everytime my hand is the tiniest infront of his "why is your hand so big?!" I want to throw his hand away out of frustration but he is letting me do whatever I want with his fingers while busily typing something on his laptop with his free hand so I keep my frustration inside and do not disturb him.

It's Sunday, free day but what can I say to this workaholic. "Husband?" He hums in response getting used to me calling him husband by now. "What should I wear for tonight? Red or blue?" He takes a peek at me before again keeping his eyes on his work.

"I am not good at choosing dresses so wear whatever you like" I roll my eyes at his boring answer and slide down my body feeling so lazy that I can't even describe each and every muscle in my body is screaming laziness.

I lay on the bed carelessly, thinking about what to wear for tonight. And about tonight, Ammi and Abbu invited us for dinner, since he did not invite us after our marriage and now that he is all fine, they called Ayaan and asked him if he can come to have dinner with them. A fancy one ofcourse. And he obviously said yes.

"What are you going to wear?" I turn my body and throw my leg over his crossed one. I glare at the laptop which is not letting me hug my husband "Don't know" he mumbles looking unbothered.

"Do you have Darl Royal blue shirt?" After a pause he gives me a subtle nod with his attention fully on his laptop.

"We can go twinning, like couples" I grin against his thigh wear my face is hidden since I am laying down and he is sitting. He does not reply to that so I close my eyes feeling enough at his ignorance.

He notices my silence and runs his fingers through my hair which constantly relaxes all my muscles I do not move and open my eyes but let him do whatever he wants.

After few minutes of playing with my hair and typing with his other fingers he stops his action and shuffles things. I am not sleeping but I keep my eyes close feeling tired to open. I grin against my will and open my eyes when he lays beside me and wraps his arm around waist so I do the same. I do not wait for him to pull me closer but I scoot closer wanting to be close to him.

He stares at me in silence but brings his hand up trace my jawline and my nose tips and then he plays with my earlobe, I lay their quietly enjoying his sweet touch.

A deep breath leaves his lip as he pulls me closer and snuggles his face in the crook of my neck, I narrow my eyes to see his eyes closed, a peaceful look has taken upon his soft features and his breathe is so even that his soft breath is dragging me to my own dreamland and I do not even protest but close my eyes and let my eyelids get heavy.

I giggle against my will with my eyes still closed feeling very difficult to open this fresh eyes but couldn't hell but grin when wet, soft kisses lands on my cheek, nose and forehead.

"Wake up sleepy head" I rub my eyes still giggling like a kid feeling happier than I ever thought I will be. I open my eyes to see Ayaan looking down at me with a soft smile on his lips, elbowing his head he stays on top of me.

"Good Evening" I giggle feeling too shy to even reply, I move closer to hide my red face in his chest and he chuckles in return at my cowardliness.

"Get up and go get ready" I nod and quickly move away to get away from this devil who is torturing my heart.

"How do I look?" I hold the hem of my dress, looking down at myself and feeling way too happy after wearing this, cause this dress is comfortable as heaven.

Ayaan looks over his shoulder but turns to have a nice view and my cheeks are already heating when I see him looking at me from head to toe. I nibble on my lower lip waiting for him to give me a comment so I can run inside the closet to hide my cheeks.

"Beautiful...you look beautiful" I grin and nod "I know that" replying like a bold women I finally drop my eyes on his figure which is looking nothing less than a great meal. His jannah blessed face dripping with handsomeness when he is wearing only a buttoned up royal blue shirt with fitted black pants which shows his thick thighs.

I gulp feeling hot all of a sudden and try my best to tear my gaze from him, a chuckle leaves his lips when he notices me shamelessly eyeing my husband. It's not my fault if he roams around looking like a model.

I drag myself towards the mirror to set my hair and wear my earrings. I leave my neck empty didn't have any nice necklace to wear and which suits this dress. Yeah, I am just now married and I am already complaining that I don't have something to wear, I know I sound greedy but that's the truth.

I trace my finger on my neck which looks way too empty and I am sure ammi will shoot dagger if she sees my empty neck.

Hmm I have millionaire husband, why am I acting like an abandoned women with no house.

Let's ask him.

I clear my throat to get his attention who is wearing his watch "husband?" he raises his eyes up, but his eyes moves down to my hand which is cupping my neck.

"Don't you think my neck looks empty empty?" He squints his eyes confused. "Wear something if its empty" he does not even understand the indirect hint I am giving and speaks like a dumb person.

"Yeah But I am not finding any nice necklace to wear...what should I do?" I blink my eyes innocently "let me help you then" ya Allah!! That shouldn't be the answer!! You should take me to the mall and buy a set you dumb creature!!

"It's okay I can do it" I roll my eyes feeling annoyed and to annoy me more he lets out and okay and I so want to throw this powder on his face!

Calm down kinza. You can show the engagement and tell Zaina it was gifted by your husband if she asks and do inquires which I am sure she will do.

I open the box and ruffle through the things, feeling out of mood in no time.

When I feel someone's presence nearing me, I narrow my eyes to see Ayaan walking towards me with his hand tucked in side the pocket.

He quietly stands behind but a gasp leaves my lips and my body trembles when his cold fingers touches my nape, I look at him through the mirror to find him already look at me. He gently sides all my hair to my other shoulder.

With a thumping heart I stand there in a vulnerable state at his gentle sweet touches. I press my lips together and my toes curl up when his lips touches my bare neck. I squeeze my hand together not getting used to this Romantic Ayaan who comes and kisses me out of nowhere.

"If you want something I expect you to ask it directly, hmm?" He exposes me in a very brutal way that it made my cheeks turn red in embarrassment.

I look down not having any bit of guts to look into his beautiful orbs.

My breath hitches and my eyes go wide when something cold touches my neck, I hurry to look down only to see a beautiful pendant hanging perfectly near the end of my collarbone. I look at him with wide eyes and he passes me a smile of adoration.

My eyes tears up when I see a beautiful butterfly pendant, a very simple but a unique one which has two thin strings that Ayaan is carefully locking behind me.

When he is done, he slides his hand down to my waist to hold me and gently pulls me closer when he sees my crying, god this is so embarrassing!! Why am I crying I should be happy?!

I wipe my tears but laugh at myself as Ayaan does the same near my ear. He places soft kisses on ear and my neck to calm me down.

"Thankyou" I mumble feeling overwhelmed after the sudden surprise he gave me "you like this one or should I maybe change and buy another one" he peeks down and then up to my eyes feeling insecure about his choice "No! I love it! this is so beautiful!" I pout and sniff feeling so happy today.

"You bought this for me?" I ask him a dumb question just to hear his answer "yes, I bought this for my wife and here I am giving it to my deserving wife" he hugs me tighter and I laugh at his sweetness "but I did not buy you anything" I blink my eyes feeling bad for not gifting and not thinking about him.

"That's okay, you can be another time" he smiles against my skin and continues pampering me with kisses.

"When did you buy this?" I do not stop questioning him. "Hm few days ago? Wanted to give this to my lovely wife" he gives me a soft gently kiss on my cheek just to torture my heart "I didn't know how to give you so was waiting for the right time and today I thought its a great time since you're neck was looking empty empty" he mocks in the most cutest manner without hurting me and I laugh feeling shy.

I turn around to face him "I love this thankyou" I act a little bolder and move forward to give him a very quick kiss on his cheek. He looks surprised but chuckles at my very quick action.

"What did you do?" He speaks in a low voice since we are way too close and his cologne that is hitting my nostrils is already making me feel dizzy at how good it smells.

I am not good with manly perfumes since it is always strong, but his smells so different like rain and trees? Don't know how to describe but it's amazing gives a homely feeling.

I nibble on my lower lip at his question "umm I gave you a kiss?" He shakes his head with a fake disapproval look "That's not a kiss, this is a kiss" and with that he presses his like against my burning cheek and waits for a good few seconds till my heart go insanely mad and then pulls away.

I giggle like a teenager feeling all giddy giddy with this new Ayaan who is acting way too Romantic.

"I am not used to this, stop being so romantic" I laugh when he scrunched his nose and shakes his head not liking the label I am giving "I am not Romantic don't call me that" he looks like he will gag at this word if I call it again.

"Oh you 'Are' being Romantic, very very Romantic" he rolls his eyes not liking the way I am teasing him and moves away "I was just kissing my wife that's not call being Romantic Kinza, and if kissing my wife is called Romantic then what should I do, social distancing?" He walks towards the mirror to grab his comb.

I laugh at his sentence but do not reply not having a perfect answer to give him.

"Mr. husband you were being all Romantic, buying me gifts, hugging me and making me feel all giddy, that's called being Romantic" I teach him something he does not know and he rolls his eyes while setting his hair.

"No that's not call Romantic, that's call being affectionate" he does not stop his argument and me being the mature one here gives up.

"Okay Okay Mr. Affectionate let's Go, I am a punctual student I don't want to be late" he looks over his shoulder and squints his eyes, looking up and down in a judging way "Yeah yeah you are a very punctual student who whines everyday to go to a college, and making me feel like a mother, a very very punctual student" I laugh at his truthful sentence which was said while nodding.

I throw the Abaya over my head but struggle when the back comes in the front. Ayaan does not bother helping me and does his work silently grabbing all his needful things and I let out a heavy breath when I finally fit myself inside the Abaya.

I grin like a kid when I see my house where I spend half of like. Ayaan stops the car infront of the house and I do not wait for his gentleman behaviour but open the door to be out.

He walks out a little slower than me grabbing the basket filled with fruits because he thought it is not a discipline thing to go with empty hand.

He dusts his shirt and looks nervous because this is the first time his is meeting my parents like this after his marriage. It's obvious he is nervous.

"Let's go" he nods and licks his dry lips before following me.

"Should we ring the bell?" I ask the guy who shrugs not knowing what to do. I deny the Idea of acting like a stranger and ringing the bell but open the door only to hear loud bickering and arguments. Ayaan looks at me confused and so do I.

"Zaina, stop it! She will on her way, I don't want her to hear the things your saying" Abbu speaks in a dangerously low voice which he uses only when he is upset.

"Yeah shut me up that's what you all know to do! Shut me up if you want but the truth will be truth, they won't be together for too long! I can bet that!!"