《The Billionaire and The Hijabi》C H A P T E R ( 4 7 )
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SWITZERLAND
Iqra and Shumayll walked out of the grand Taj hotel as they made their way past the busy people along the streets of Geneva, looking at the tall buildings and shops all around them
"Thats a nice shop" said Iqra pointing in the direction of a bookstore and Shumayll barked a laugh
"You can't be serious! First you wake me up early to come here and now you want to go to a bookstore!" said Shumayll but Iqra heard none of it. Instead she pulled him towards the shop itself
"Good morning Sir, Ma'am! how may i help you?" asked the lady in white dress.
Shumayll smiled warmly at the old lady
It was hardly anyone spoke english at this place since their prominent language was French, German and Italian
"My wife here, ma'am, wants books!" said Shumayll pulling Iqra infront of him
"Oh right! Hello! Now what genre's would you like?" asked the lady and Iqra smiled brightly
"Romance" she said and the lady nodded before disappearing behind the tall book shelves
Shumayll turned Iqra so that she faced him
"When did you start reading romance?" he smirked at her and she put her arms around his neck
They were lucky to be the only ones in the store
"Since i realized i have a very romantic husband!" she smiled back and he chuckled, pulling her to him
the shuffling of books and pages snapped the two out of their trance and they stood at least 3 inches apart
"Oh right- here is the list-" said the lady, handing Iqra the list of names of romance genres
Iqra scanned it and Shumayll looked around the shop
"May i have... 'Perfect Chemistry', 'Rules of Attraction' and 'Chain Reaction'?" asked Iqra and Shumayll stood beside her
"You sure you only want 3?" he asked her and she nodded
"For now" she whispered back and Shumayll let out a hearty laugh
"Alright- that would be........." the woman calculated in her computer and smiled at the adorable couple who were now whispering stuff to each other and laughing
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"Ahem, that would be 30.52 swiss franc" she smiled and Shumayll handed her his visa card that he uses to pay for all his purchases
"Thank you!" the lady swiped the card and then packed her books handing it over to the couple
Shumayll took Iqra's hand and they walked around the place
Their time in Switzerland was spent well. The four days went by quickly as they visited the swiss alps, lake geneva and even the museums
Their next destination was Paris, the city of fashion
Iqra was thrilled to be there
Her sense of fashion was enhanced when Shumayll surprised her with the VIP pass to the most awaited fashion show of Marc Jacobs
The excitement was clear as day when she set through out the show
She even got tips and autograph of Marc Jacobs
Of course Shumayll pulled some strings over it but it was all for his love
Iqra took a selfie at the top floor of the Eifel tower as she and Shumayll overlooked the entire city of Paris
The whole of the first floor was booked by Shumayll, no people could be seen- well except for the staff which were minimum
Shumayll put his arms around Iqra as they stood at the railing, staring at the lights glimmering the whole city
"Beautiful" whispered Iqra and Shumayll smiled down at her, whispering the exact words
and he meant it
"I know you just called me beautiful" she replied and he turned her around to face him
"Thats because you are" he whispered back, leaning in
placing a chaste kiss on her lips, he smiled in victory when he saw her lips were almost swollen
"Lets go?" he asked her and she nodded
He had booked it for half an hour and it was almost over
Finishing their drinks of fruit punch, they made their way down the tower, thanking everyone in the process
"Next stop?" asked Iqra and Shumayll grinned
"You will love it" he winked as he pulled her hand and walked through the busy streets of paris
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It was a day to remember
the following day, they caught their flight to Rome, Italy
They say Rome is the city of lovers, but Iqra was yet to see it
She had finished the 3 books she bought in Switzerland and she was happy over them
they still had over a month of time left with them
"The first place i ever want to go is the Trevi Fountain!" stated Iqra and Shumayll laughed, kissing her forehead
"What will you wish for when you have me?" he winked and she laughed, puching his arm lightly
they were more of best friends sometimes rather than a married couple
"I still have wishes to marry Sehun and of course Chanyeol!" she stuck her tongue out at him and he leaned in and bit it
"Oww!" she growled at him
"Thats what you get for wanting to marry other men, than me!" he stated proudly and Iqra chuckled walked towards the door of their hotel room
"lets go!!!" she whined and then pulled Shumayll all the way out of the room to the main street
They hailed a cab, the driver speaking italian, so Shumayll directed them to the Trevi Fountain
"Coin?" asked Iqra and Shumayll gave her one
She closed her eyes and wished to Allah with all her might before tossing the coin into the water
She loved doing those things but in her heart she knew that her wishes were always answered by Allah. She knew that Allah is the all knower
"What did'ya wish for?" asked Shumayll, as he put his right hand on her waist and his left in his jean pocket
"Something" she said as she smiled brightly at him
The two walked around the streets of Rome, finding fun activities to do and then by night fall, they were back in their hotel
Iqra showered and lay beside Shumayll as they reminisced their lives uptil that point
"Remember how I caught you staring at me so many times when you came home for the dua?" asked Iqra, laughing slightly and pink tints covered Shumayll's cheeks when he remembered that moment
it was not a fun sight
"Uhuh but i also saw you without your hijab!" he winked as she settled her head on his bicep
"Uhuh- but then we fought over it" she said smiling at the memory as if it were yesterday
"can i tell you something?" asked Shumayll and Iqra turned to him
it was almost 5 months of their nikah yet he was questioning her!
"Uhuh" she replied anyway
"the day when i saw you without your hijab- after that day none of my nights were peaceful" he said, looking at her
She gazed in his brown orbs, smiling slightly
"Oh why?" she whispered
"Because your image was haunting me- to some point where i thought i would go crazy! Then you came and told me about Armaan- i swore i lost my mind that day- i almost spilled my secret to Iqraam had it not been for the Fajr prayer!" said Shumayll remembering the time when Iqraam and he set on the tree talking
Iqra chuckled
"Armaan huh- i was crazy enough to think i actually liked him- no wait- the reason why i told you about him was because i wanted to let go of you- deep down i knew that if i fell for you, it would be bad for my brother and your relationship and thats the last thing i wanted" said Iqra and Shumayll smiled at her, pulling her to his chest
"So Armaan huh?" he asked and she lightly slapped his chest
"It was sorta weird- i mean he was rebellious and all the time i would compare him to bhai or you- but meh, it don't matter now" she said, snuggling to his chest
Shumayll chuckled lightly putting his arms around her
"I wanted to ask you something.......... for a long time now" said Iqra and looked up to see Shumayll looking at her
"What is it?" he asked her
"What was my brothers reaction when he found out you liked me?" she asked him and Shumayll gave her a huge smile
"You really want to know?" he asked her and she nodded
he placed a kiss on her lips and she smiled in satisfaction
"Lets hear the story shall we?"
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