I loved Khadija Chapter Fifteen, Part One
The days passed, and the two lovers grew closer and closer. Both of them enjoyed the cat-and-mouse game between them. He loved her jokes and mischief, and now she was back to being the cunning, naughty little Dija, whose tricks had touched his heart, and he forgot everything except her presence with him. Even the nights he spent with Yara, since she was also his wife and had rights over him. He would spend the whole night tossing and turning in his bed, unable to sleep.
He would go to his balcony and sit and look at the sky. He would remember her, how he had spent the previous night with her, how she had been in his arms, and how he had closed his eyes with enjoyment. He remembered her fragrant scent and her hair covering her pillow next to her. How much he loved her and adored every inch of her.
As for Yara, every day she felt Zain drifting away from her more and more. She felt that he loved Khadija, and her certainty of her suspicions had become clear to her. But She loves him and doesn't know what to do to bring Zain back to herself...
Her phone rings insistently and insistently, without stopping. He passes by her room, and the ringing reaches his ears. He hesitates to enter... but fear and anxiety always overcome him. She needs him, wondering where she is, so she can leave her phone ringing nonstop!!!
She's not downstairs... Is she sick? Or is she asleep?
So I don't go in anyway to reassure my heart... if she needs me.. or is asleep, I close it so it doesn't disturb her again... and they were about to enter..
.....
She was in the bathroom taking a shower and heard her phone ringing like this. She ran out because it was her mother's phone ringing.. She worried that something bad had happened to someone... She hastily wrapped a towel carelessly and went out looking for the phone. It rang in the dressing room. She quickly picked it up and answered her mother...
Khadija anxiously and worriedly: Peace be upon you... What's wrong mom? What's wrong!!!?
He entered slowly and started scanning the room with his eyes. He didn't find her or the phone... until he heard her ringing voice coming from the dressing room... He walked forward quietly and cautiously until he saw her. As soon as his eyes fell on her, he froze on the ground. Oh God, what is this?... No, no, you crazy woman. What more will you do to me!!! Your appearance is only fitting for a captivating mermaid who has just emerged from the kingdom of the seas... What is this plump body that shines with the luster of dewy water...!!! And what is this gypsy hair from which water drops fall like pearls!!!!
Aaaah Khadija, oh my madness for you... You killed my heart with love and longing.
She didn't notice and didn't turn around, but stood fiddling with some clothes while engrossed in talking to her mother.
Khadija, with relief: May God guide you, Maryam, you stole my heart... I ran out of the bathroom, thinking there's a disaster...
Maryam, tenderly: My love, may God keep disasters away from you and us... I was just busy talking to you earlier and you didn't answer... And I tried again now, and you took too long. I know I was going to call Zain right away to check on you...
She smiled tenderly: Zain!!!! Why Zein? I mean, he's home day and night. He spends a lot of time out of the house.
Maryam wonders: Tell me, Dija, what's up with Zein?! Reassure me, are you okay?
She sighed dreamily and madly: "Aaaah, Mama, I'm relieved... so, so, so, so relieved... I mean, I'm going to marry a man like Zein and then be exhausted... impossible... There's no man like him at all. A man who's unique in every way..." He smiled and leaned his torso against the wall happily as he listened to her praise of him and her attractive, melodious voice...
Maryam reassured: "You've reassured my heart, Dija... Honestly, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to adapt to him after Marwan... I mean, Zein was like your brother, not like Marwan and stuff like that..."
She frowned in pure childish anger: "Oh, Mama, don't let your brother go, I'm tired of him. It's a shame... God, that was him... he was, Mama, like my brother was... Now he's my husband... Do you understand, Mama?!" He stifled a laugh at her grumbling and anger at the mention of their previous relationship as brother and sister... and his heart fluttered with happiness at her acceptance of the reality that she had become his wife... and he had no idea that she had never felt like a brother to him even for a single moment... but rather, he had been her lover and beloved from the beginning...
Maryam laughed at her own foolishness as well: Hahahahaha. Enough, my lady, I owe you... The important thing is that you are happy and content... May God make your days happy and bless you with little Zain and big Zain...
She sighed anxiously and fearfully: Aaaah, mom, for God's sake pray for him... I worry so much about his work... Every time he travels or goes on an errand, my heart sinks and I never stop praying and begging... I'm afraid something might happen to him... Oh my God, if something happens to him or he's scammed or hurt... I would die for him...
He stiffened in surprise:!!!! Really, you've been doing all this to me!!!!... Since when, little girl!!!! Did you really love me or did you just love me? Maryam jokingly: Hahahahaha.. No, no, you're in a really difficult situation... It looks like we fell and no one heard us...
She blushed and smiled softly: Yooooooh... One never confides in you without showing off... Okay, I won't talk. Go see my sweetheart and let me finish my shower...
Maryam happily: Hahahahaha. My sweetheart sends his regards... Go finish your shower and call me when you get out. I want to hear Zein's voice, Tita's sweetheart. Okay...
Khadija: Okay, I'll call you when I'm done and take him downstairs... You know he never leaves Tita Fatima's embrace...
Maryam: May God keep her for him and him for her. Bye, my love.
Khadija: Hello, my love...
I no sooner had I hung up than I found Two strong fists crushing her into a fierce embrace... he lost control of himself and could no longer bear to wait... He stood behind her and hugged her tightly... breathing in the scent of her wet hair...
Zain whispered hoarsely, exhausted with longing: "Since when have you been worried about me like this while I'm away!!!! You never told me..!!?"
She froze in astonishment at his presence in the first place, not to mention his closeness and his overwhelming touch, and also hearing her flirt with him and complain about their separation and the loneliness of longing for him when he's away...
She struggled hard to compose herself and find any tone to say: "Zzzzz... since when have you been here?!"
He smiled and turned her towards him so she could face him and see his eyes...
Zain lovingly: "I've been here for a loooong time... but you're the one who didn't notice..."
She took a step back
She came to find the clothes racks behind her, bumping into them and groaning softly... He quickly stepped towards her and pulled her towards him reproachfully... while examining her. What's wrong with her!!!!
Zain: Don't you care? Why are you moving away?!!!
Khadija, embarrassed by their situation and her own state: Aaaaah... actually... I'm going to the bathroom. Actually, I was taking a shower and came out to answer the phone... Excuse me...
He smiled with the cunning of lovers at her escaping from him, but he didn't give her time before she passed through his arms. He pulled her by the arm and pulled her back into his arms...
Zain, while contemplating the drops of water falling from her hair onto her shoulder shyly... sighed with longing...
Zain: Forget that you're running away from me... and why do you want to deprive me of this beautiful view!!! Isn't it a sin on you..!!!?
She was lost in the pursuit between his eyes and the longing they spoke of, and between his lips and her call.. She was about to respond, but she remembered that she swore to torment him as she suffered in his absence... to make him love her and desire her madly. This idiot had no idea that he was engraving her features and letters on the walls of his heart... She gently pushed him into his chest with her fists, coquettishly..
Khadija smiled: And what is this scene that you are contemplating like this!!!!?
He smiled as he looked at her hands pushing him to his chest and continued as he clasped her hands in his gentle fists and kissed them tenderly..
Zain: I think that no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to push me away with those small hands, or what...!!!! And even if you flip, I won't leave you tonight...
Her heart was beating like drums, warning her that everything was coming to an end... Would she respond and just walk away, or should she continue? But the most important question was, could she even walk away or stand up to a man as masculine and affectionate as her lover!!!!??
He saw her lost, not speaking, but simply looking into his eyes. He approached her and kissed the drops of water on her shoulders with excitement that made her mad from head to toe...
Zain kissed her shoulder, his hands squeezing her hair that had fallen over her shoulder and back... and he let out a hot sigh of longing for her...
Zain whispered, "Aaaah, Dija, from your beauty...!!! It's as if I'm seeing a painting speaking before my eyes... and it's so perfect, I can't tell if it's real or painted... Every detail of you drives me crazy... Do you know how I feel right now?!" She closed her eyes, longing for more closeness and confession... Go on. Go on, you who tormented my heart for long nights... Drown my ears and my being in your words. Go on and heal my chest, which is filled with your reproach and blame...
Khadija whispered in response, looking into his eyes: "How do you feel?!" A flash of cunning and deceit flashed in his eyes as he saw her in this state... and her surrender. He felt and was certain that the moment had come... He pulled her forcefully by her waist, embraced her, and brought her head close to him to kiss her madly, but not like any other kiss. Words came out to ring with his love... they were the screams of his love that had been imprisoned for years and days... He wrapped her arms around his shoulders to share his madness... He felt her respond and surrender, encouraged, and advanced, and dived deeper and deeper into the sea of her love... He carried her in his arms and went out to the room until he placed her in their bed, which still contained two lovers, each of whom refused to confess their love until the other spoke... But strangely, two lovers like them... The tongue is stubborn, but the body is not strong enough, and neither are the limbs strong enough to resist, but rather they respond, collapse, and drown in moments that are not of this world...
Zain hugged her tightly, which made her ache...
Khadija struggled to push her lips away from between his captivity, and with ragged breaths, "Enough, Zain, if only..." Excuse me.... what did we agree on!!!..
He didn't listen to her and didn't stop what he started or what he intended to... but continued... and continued madly...
Zain, in a hoarse voice, destroyed by his love for this cunning little girl: Shhhh... Enough!!!!! You're driving me crazy and you're telling me "enough"!!! You... forget it, I'm not leaving...
Khadija is testing him. Will he choose her satisfaction or his desire??
Khadija, with Eve's slyness: So, if I told you I'm not ready now, would you still continue?... Anyway, that's your right... and I prevented him from you, and you must take it.
As soon as she finished her sentence, he lifted his head from her neck, which he was madly infatuated with... and glared at her reproachfully.
Zain: And you think Zain could take you by force...!!!
He got up from her and leaned his torso on his bed and let out a sigh of patience and endurance... Aaaah, you idiot! Do you imagine that I only want what is rightfully mine!!!! You think that I want you lustfully and with desire!!!!?? How ignorant you are of my love and heart... How ignorant you are of Zein, Khadija..!!!!!
She felt certain of her suspicion... Yes, this is Zein... He would only take what was willing and accepted... He was neither violated nor ignored... She gathered her towel that barely covered her body and he scattered it. Madly... She approached him cautiously, resting her head on his chest and closing her eyes lovingly...
He was lost in thought and noticed her closeness and her positioning against his chest. He smiled at the stupidity of women and sighed with her love, which, no matter how foolishly she acted, would never change. He loved her. He didn't just love her body and femininity. He embraced her body in his arms, and he held her tightly, lovingly and affectionately, and kissed her soft locks of hair...
She felt a tenderness she'd never experienced before... Even when Marwan changed and transformed into a new person, he wasn't this calm and tender... No, no, Zain is different... Zain is like a man, masculinity and containment radiating from between his fingers. Yes, he is a man with the confident qualities and character of kings. He is neither shaken nor provoked by any need. He remains a king who takes and is not satisfied except with what comes to him willingly and willingly. His soul distances itself from what is taken by force and coercion.
She let out a sigh of relief: "Okay... Are you sure you're a man like all the men in this world?!"
He frowned, not comprehending the question. "What does this idiot mean?!"
Zain: "What do you mean? I don't understand!!! How can I be a man like them, madam!" Khadija, whose suspicions came to her mind from the question, stifled a sarcastic laugh and moved away from his chest.
Khadija: Hahahahaha. No, no, I didn't mean what came to your mind... I meant that you are different.
He smiled at the charm of her laughter and also at the clarification: Hahaha. Okay, I'll let it go. If that's what you meant, I would have killed you... But what do you mean by I'm different!!!
She lowered her head in shame: What I mean is... I... I wouldn't have been patient with me all this time without me... ahem... taking your rights as a husband and stuff... I get it!!!
He smiled, closed his eyes, and exhaled hot, exhausted sighs... Ahhh, little girl, I have the right to do that to you only!!! I have the right to a bed and a relationship with you. !!!? So, you don't know your rights well...
He looked at her and gazed at her with a love that would make even a stone speak, but this fool...
I can't believe he loves her... He sat up straight, moved closer to her, and extended his fingers to gently stroke her hair. Zain: Why do you think that I married you for reasons and promises!!!! Yes, Marwan advised me to marry you... and yes, like any man, I wish to have children... and yes, like any sane and sensitive person who sees a woman like you destroying and driving anyone crazy with her beauty and charm, I wish to be closer to you and for you to be with me like any other couple... but none of that is the reason that made me marry you... nor does it make me get closer to you and touch you... nor does it force me to hug you... No, Dija, what's inside me for you is bigger than that... you're somewhere else entirely... and it's not good for someone to satisfy themselves and their lust, Dija... Don't ever imagine that I could force you to be here in this bed against your will or because I want to... The day you're with me, it will be because you want to, are ready, are satisfied, and most importantly, love it... Do you understand, Dija!!!?? She was listening to him and her heart was abusing her and reminding her of the one she loved to the core.. He has the right to love him, for who does not love the like of him... You see, you fool... You now know why I love him and am crazy about him!!!!!... This is the one whom you have never loved and will never love anyone else... You used to blame me for being attached to him... Remember how your life was before... Remember. How you used to wish for a look from him... A tender word... An eager hug and now he is confessing all of this to you... A tear ran down her cheeks, saddening him and he was surprised by it, so he brought his lips closer to hers and kissed her fresh cheeks with a tear whose reason he did not know...
Zain gently: What's wrong? Why are you crying!!!
Khadija regretfully: I'm sorry I hurt you like that... I didn't mean to upset you... but honestly, I get to know you better every day and I hold on to you more... Our relationship now is different than before...
He smiled tenderly and gently pulled her into his arms, hugging her and lying on the bed with her resting on his chest like a loving pillow...
Zain: Dija, we agreed to get closer one by one... We agreed to understand each other well because, as you said, we're different now... We're a married couple now... Dija, do you want me to promise you something, okay??
Khadija tightened her arms around him tightly and sighed: "Agreed, I promise you what!!!"
He smiled from her embrace and also from her prior consent...
Zain: Hahahahaha... I agreed like that from the start!!! Don't you know what a promise is??
Khadija smiled with relief: "If the promise was yes..."
Zain raised her face to meet her hazel eyes and spoke to her: "I don't want you to do anything just because you're my wife, and that this is my right and that you're forced... Don't give me anything that's obligatory or mandatory... When you come close, Dija, come close because you want this..."
He placed his hand on her heart tenderly... Come closer because it feels and starts to beat...
And if I ever come close to you and you don't want to, don't let me come closer... Tell me no... Understand? Say no, Dija...
She didn't know what to say, screaming at the top of her lungs and confessing her love, saying madly, "I love you... I love you, Zain," or waiting for what fate had in store for her... or enjoying the mischief of playing with him... But all that filled her mind now was that she wished he would finish what he had just started... She approached him impulsively and kissed him eagerly, surprising him, but his heart danced with enjoyment. And happiness... she answered him instantly and in action, not just by talking... He hugged her and shared the answer and acknowledgment with her, and they disappeared together in an embrace and kisses that no lover had experienced before them, due to the intensity of her magic and the taste of comfort after the suffering...
Zain in a state of frenzy: You want me, Dija...!!!
She nodded to him lightly, and shyly, he removed her towel that was covering her from him and threw away everything that separated him from her. The moment was about to arrive when his phone rang and he turned it on... He didn't care and didn't want to hear... but she was the one who made him feel the need to answer...
Khadija gently pushed him away and woke him up: Zain, answer me, okay...
He is absent, not wanting anything or anyone but her: No, I won't answer... Whoever wants me should wait, is this their time..!!!?
Khadija smiled happily as she held him close and silenced every word... and then she went back with him again... until the knocks on the door knocked and knocked and knocked until he sighed in anger and fury.
Zain: "Ooooooh, what's wrong? The planet is about to collapse now, phone and door..."
She stifled her laughter in anger, and he sighed and looked at her reproachfully: "You're laughing, okay... How much you see this crappy situation yourself... We'll settle the score later..."
He heard the sound and knocks on the door again... nervously and angrily: "Nnnnn, who?!?"
Umm Ahmed: "It's me, Mr. Zain, I'm sorry, I wanted Mrs. Khadija... The lady told me to call her because little Zain fell and is crying a lot..."
She jumped up from under him anxiously: "Zain!!!" He's okay, Umm Ahmed... I'll be there in a second...
Umm Ahmed: He just got hurt a little, but he's crying and won't stop...
He also got scared for the little one. She ran to get dressed and saw her startled, so he hugged her tenderly.
Zain: Calm down, he's fine, don't worry... Come on, let's see him...
She nodded lightly and went out with him, his hands tightly around her, and they went down together to see the little one... But when they left the room, Yara was coming out of her room and saw him coming out with her, holding her hand... Her heart burned and the flames of jealousy flared up again... They didn't calm down or go out, but they subsided a little when Khadija moved away from her husband and flared up again when she was next to him...
...
She was in his mother's room, holding her little one tenderly and kissing him eagerly: My love, get well soon... I'm sorry I left you Alone...
Fatima reproachfully: Even so, Dija! When he's with me, he's always alone.!!!! By God, my daughter, I left him for just a minute. I went into the kitchen to see Umm Ahmed get him a glass of milk. I heard him screaming.
Khadeja denyingly: No, no, mom, I swear I didn't mean it like that... I know how much you love him and you're definitely worried about him, maybe more than I do... I just meant that I stayed up late and left him to you for a long time, and you're already tired... But by God, I wouldn't have been that late.
She looked at him shyly at what was happening upstairs... He smiled slyly, approached her, picked up the little one, and kissed him lovingly.
Zain: Sorry, everything is fine, and why are you blaming yourself? This was fate, you were meant to fall and get hurt, this is God's will... He whispered to her mischievously... By God, your son saved you, you would have been crying out for help by now... She looked at him in surprise... He winked at her with confirmation... Ah, I was in a state that only God knew about... And you were the one who would have paid the price... He whispered more... I will fix you, you're so pretty, Dija...
She was embarrassed
She stifled her laughter, avoiding looking at his mother to expose their whispers and the reason for her laughter...
He lifted the little one up with fake seriousness: "And you, sir, can't you freeze like this and act like a real man? A real man cries from a hit like that!!! Shame on you... I need to dry you off a bit, you'll be fine."
The little one laughed at his height and mischief... and he also laughed at his laugh that chilled the heart... "May your laughter be ruined... You're right, a bee can't bring anything but honey, I mean...!!!!"
Fatima happily: "Hahahahaha. Relax, Mrs. Dija. You've become a bee."
Dija raised one of her eyebrows and stubbornly said: "Ummmm. A bee!!!" Okay, take care, because a palm tree bite hurts and you might die...
He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly and hugged her, saying, "I'm immune, don't worry. Pinch me and I'll die, and I won't complain."
Khadeeja, coquettishly: "Are you sure? Aren't you going to get tired of the neighborhood's nagging?!"
He shook his head, denying: "Uuuu... I won't get tired of nagging as much as you like... But don't be upset if the lion devours you... You'll just pinch it, but it'll eat it!"
Khadeeja laughed heartily, and he laughed with her: "Hahahahaha."
Fatima could see the happiness shining in their eyes, and she had never seen Khadija laugh like this before... She had never seen her joke with Marwan with such spontaneity... She had never seen her son pamper Yara like this, nor had she seen him devour her with his eyes or embrace her like this... She was certain of her suspicions and that they were both hiding something, especially her son... She remembered his talk about his lover who had left him and gotten married... She looked into his eyes shining with love and smiled as she saw them still quarreling, laughing and whispering softly...
Fatima: Tell me, Mrs. Nahla... Are you not planning to give us a brother or a sister for Zein!!!! She smiled but did not speak. As for him, he pulled her closer to him, kissed her hair, and smiled: “First of all, mom, she’s a gazelle, not a bee. Second of all, we’re going to bring sisters for Zein, not just a brother. Don’t worry, just leave me alone and I’ll amaze you.”
The three of them burst into laughter until Yara entered, seething with anger. Her anger and jealousy increased as she saw them in this embrace. He carried the little one in one arm and hugged her with the other, pulling her close to him, his eyes fixed on hers, and his laughter echoed in the place.
Fatima saw her, but the two of them didn’t notice and were still whispering.
Fatima: “Come here, Yara, my love. Did you see Zein hurt his aunt’s lover?”
She was startled by the sight of Yara and removed his arm and moved away from him as if she had been bitten.
He frowned in surprise at her action, but looked at the woman standing with her arms folded in anticipation. She seemed Anger...
Yara sarcastically: Where were you, Dija, while your son was falling?!?
Khadija, confused and nervous: I... I was upstairs and didn't hear you.
Yara approached her jealously, grabbed the ends of her hair, and pulled them forcefully: But your hair is wet!! Were you taking a shower??
Khadija, in pain from her hair being pulled: "Aaah... I was taking a shower."
Yara, jealously and rudely: "I wonder if you were taking a shower alone or with someone to help you?" She looked at him, hinting at him with a challenge.
Zain had been listening to her from the beginning and didn't like her pulling her hair and her blatant hint at them. He grabbed her wrist angrily and pulled her closer, gritting his teeth in anger.
Zain: "Stop these hints, please, and don't touch her again. Understood?"
Yara, jealously and madly: "By God!!! Yes, you're right. The lady took you to her room, and it's clear she's also screwed up your mind. Wasn't the Bey with her in the shower, too? Or am I mistaken?!" Zain frantically controlled himself from her impudence, but her biggest excuse was her jealousy, which he appreciated very well. But enough of this impudence and transgression... He placed the little one in his mother's arms and took steps in front of her, with an extremely angry, commanding tone...
Zain: "In a second, you'll be up there waiting for me, Yara. Another word about Dija or me wouldn't please me. Don't blame anyone but yourself... because believe me, I'm extremely composed, and if I lose my patience, my actions will hurt you a lot."
Yara, angrily and extremely nervous: "You're also threatening me? No, Zain, I'm your wife just like her. The first one was the one who took you away from me. Another one refuses to marry. Can't you believe she'd hold on to you when her husband died months ago and she'd also destroy my home?"
She couldn't bear any more of this wasting of her dignity, so she ran away from them and went upstairs to her room, crying.
Zain approached her and slapped her cheeks, crushing her mouth angrily. Jam: I swear to God, if you hurt her or upset her again, Yara, you'll see something different from what you already know... and I'll cut out your tongue, understand?
She struggled hard to free her face from his crushing grip, her jaw in severe pain. "Like this, Zain!!! Are you hurting me because of her?!"
Zain pulled her arm roughly and angrily: Did I still hurt you? You're the one whose words are like bullets and you keep hitting her, and you don't even notice, not to mention the length of your hand, and you don't remember that I didn't notice when you pulled her hair stupidly, not to mention your words that are like poison towards her... Yara, I swear to God that I fear God in you to the utmost degree and I treat you with the utmost manliness. I don't want to hurt you with any of my actions... I say that a woman is jealous and has rights and she transgresses against me a lot... but when it comes to Dija, I won't have mercy on you... Stay away from her, she avoids you and keeps away from you and doesn't try to get close to you or bother you... and you deliberately seize the opportunity and hurt her... Eeeehhhh, do you think that her silence is weakness? No, above it, you didn't break her eye nor did she make a mistake and are covering it up... She is my wife just like you, do you understand or not?... I won't repeat what I said And in front of my mother, if you ever hurt her again, I swear to God I will show you what pain and rudeness look like...
He left her and went up to comfort her after she had been humiliated a short while ago... As for Yara, she sat next to Fatima crying sadly...
Yara: You see, Zein, Auntie... Zein is different... He was never like this... I am sure she is making him stand up against me... She wants him to divorce me...
Fatima pulled her tenderly and brought her close to her: Listen, my daughter, God knows that I love you and I love Dija, and I have never wished harm on any of you... But the truth must be told, she has never upset you or mentioned anything about you except with goodness, and Dija is never the kind of person who stands up for Zein or wishes for the destruction of your home... Zein did the right thing, and someone else after what you said and did would have hit you, but he is controlling himself and doesn’t want things between you to reach this point... And for your information, if she were in your place and said what You said it about her, he would have done the same to her too... The bottom line, my daughter, is to calm down.
(((I loved Khadija)))
(((Chapter Fifteen, Part Two)))
Why do you stay away from him? When you sit next to him, Yara comes jumping as if you've been stung by a scorpion. My daughter, your husband is just like her. My dear, I love Yara, God knows, but I also love you and I love my son, and I honestly see him happy with you. The joy on his face and the light that shines on him when you're with him has never existed before. Live, my daughter, and be happy.
Khadija: Yes, but Yara.
Fatima: It's none of your business. I'll tell you two words, keep them in your ear. You have a right to take it from this world, whether you like it or not. Don't let anyone deprive you of your right. Enjoy, live, and be happy. This is your time.
Come on, go upstairs for a couple of hours, and I'll go sleep next to my beloved Zein.
She smiled at her and hugged her happily. She went up to her room, thinking about Fatima's words, and made up her mind that she would unleash her love and passion. She wouldn't care about anyone. She wouldn't deprive herself of her beloved, for he was her right in this world and life. And she would take him with force.
The days of his travels passed, and years passed. The loneliness and isolation were killing her without him. He would call her daily, and whenever he had the chance to be alone, he would call her. He would flirt with her, joke with her, and tell her how much he missed her and how much he missed her. He missed the honeyed taste of her lips. Until the day came when he would return. He told her about it and the time of his arrival. Indeed, he arrived home, his heart racing. He entered and didn't find her. He found his mother and the little one. He greeted them and kissed them warmly and asked about his mother. She told him that she was waiting for him in her room. He went up to her, his feet racing with the wind. He opened the door slowly and entered to find the room dark, lit only by dim lights and red candles, and a dinner for two, along with two glasses of juice. His heart pounded. Could it be that she did all this for him? He closed the door and locked it tightly. He took two steps inside, longing to see her. Then she swayed coquettishly from the dressing room. His gaze fell on her as he saw her wearing a very short, silky red gown that clearly and seductively showed off her beautiful figure. With thin, delicate straps, her honey-colored hair cascading down her back, and her jewelry, although delicate and subdued, strongly showed off her femininity. He stood staring at her in amazement, his heart pounding with excitement. His eyes consumed her from her carefully styled and trimmed locks to her legs that were adorned with delicate anklets. Her scent pervaded the air. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. She adorned herself all this way for me and made dinner for me. Did she really intend for this to be our night? He woke up from his astonishment at her passionate touch on his cheeks and her passionate tone. Khadija: I missed you. I missed you so much.
He smiled happily and hugged her waist possessively: "I miss you so much, so much, so much. Just tell me, what's this beauty? Is there such a thing? You or the houris of heaven?"
She smiled shyly: "You like it!"
Zain sighed warmly: "I like it, what? You've melted me. I've become aroused by your eyes and lips, and you're all on your own. You've made me die."
Khadija coquettishly: "So, could you love me like Yara?"
Here, he couldn't bear to remain silent any longer. Now was the time to confess: "I've never loved Yara. I loved you and I longed for you."
She was astonished, her heart beating violently. What did he say? Did he really love me? "What are you saying? You really love me, Zain. Since when?"
Zain hugged her tightly and buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent. "Aaaah, Dija, I've suffered so much from your love." Oh. I've loved you for a long time, since you were a member of the Bedafer family. But I've always been afraid to confess my love.
Khadija, astonished: And if you love me so much, why didn't you ask me to marry you? Why did you come to propose to your brother?
Zain: It didn't happen. I intended to come and propose to you when I got back from my mission. But when I came back, I found my mother and Marwan with you. They were proposing to you. At that moment, I was paralyzed. I didn't know what to do. My only hope was that you would refuse, but you agreed and married Marwan. And you killed me a thousand times every day when I saw you with him, in his arms.
Khadija, crying: So I was right. You loved me. But I was also shocked and my mind was paralyzed when I found you with them, proposing to your brother. I agreed to take revenge on you.
Zain, astonished: You mean you loved me and felt sorry for me?
Khadija: I love you. I love you, no, I've been in love with you since I was little. I've never wished for any other man but you. You were all men in my eyes. You are my love, my love, Zein. By God, if you had confessed this to me, I would have never married Marwan. I would have died with him. I love you, I love you, I love you.
He never imagined that every wish had come true. He married her and was blessed to be close to her, and now she was confessing her love for him since childhood. He carried her in his arms and spun around happily, his heart dancing with happiness.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
She laughed loudly and hugged him back. And I love you. I love you. I love you.
He stopped stroking and looked at her longingly and headed with her to their bed. He took off his clothes and shared the bed with her lovingly. His kisses and hugs that night were different from the last. It was truly their wedding night. His hands embraced her body and flirted with it boldly and with pleasure. He took off her veil and they became one body, nothing separated them. She truly became his wife, in word and deed. He took her to a world she'd never entered before, a world of his passion and love. She felt like this was the first time she lived in the arms of a man. She had never felt such pleasure and excitement with Marwan. Perhaps love this time was what ignited the desire inside her. She was melting in his arms, turning with him as one person, separated by nothing. It was the most beautiful night she had ever experienced with him. After a lifetime of passion, adoration, and mutual love, he got up from her, panting from the intensity of the desire that filled him with her. For the first time, he felt satisfied after having a relationship like this. He looked at her lovingly, grabbed her hand, pulled it close, and kissed the palm of it passionately. "Congratulations, the sweetest, most beautiful, and most delicious rooster in the world."
She approached him and rested her head on his chest, embracing him lovingly. "Congratulations, I am the most beautiful and greatest man and lover in the world." "Congratulations, Zein, my love. The best of all men..."
He hugged her tightly, closed his eyes, and let out a deep sigh. "Oh, Zein." If I told you how much I dreamed about this day, so much, so much... Oh, if I could describe to you my suffering in your absence... Especially now... He closed his eyes tightly as he imagined the memory of her wedding night to Aya... And how painful that night was and the long nights that followed...
She raised her head and extended her fingers to caress his hair... tenderly, and her eyes filled with tears of regret... "Okay, I'm really sorry that I..."
He cut off her sentence and apology, so he closed his lips and kissed her forcefully to silence her. He moved away from her, leaning his forehead on her
On her forehead. Shhhh, no more talking about the past. What happened, happened. What matters is today and tomorrow. We're together, nothing can separate us. From today on, Zein and Khadija will never be apart again... From the night you confessed your love to me, this was the moment of my birth... the beginning of my life... Forget the past, and I must forget too...
Khadija adoringly: I love you so much, Zein. Even if I live my whole life with you, I will never stop loving you...
Zein kissed her softly and tenderly: And I love you and adore you, my heart Zein, and I am dying for you... You are my beloved, the one I have wished for from all the women in the universe... I love you...
Khadija with intense longing and amazed shyness: Do you know what I want!!?
Zein tenderly, kissing her neck and cheeks: Whatever you wish for!!!!
Khadija madly drew him to her: I want this night to repeat itself until I'm at a loss for how many more, neither remembering nor being able to forget!!!!
He smiled with the twinkle of a responsive lover and embraced her again: And I will fulfill for you whatever has crossed your mind and wished for. It will be a night, and a night, and a night... It will be years in one night, I promise. You will forget your life before this night, with its ups and downs...
He returned to dive with her again into the waves of his love, a raging sea in which only a lover enamored to the core can swim, a skilled swimmer who swims with skill and expertise, unafraid of the rising waves or the turbulence of the sea... It was a musical melody they played on the instruments of love... The touches, whispers, and kisses were never and will never be repeated. It was truly a night...
The suffering and separation ended, and fate reconciled with them, bringing them together. The two lovers traveled for a wedding vacation. Their days were filled with happiness and joy, never letting sadness knock on their door.
After their return, Yara felt that love had spread between them and that she had no place between them. She decided to leave, and this time, Zein didn't stop her. He was content with his special Khadija, who made him richer than all the women on earth. He lived with her, little Zein, and his mother. A life that could only be described as happy. Months passed, and Khadija became pregnant with Zein's beloved daughter, and they gave birth to a little girl who looked just like her. They named her Hayat, because their life had begun the night Khadija became pregnant.
Years passed, and the two children grew up a little. One day, Khadija entered her husband's room to find him writing the final word with his pen and signing below it:
** I loved Khadija**
She approached him, hugged him by the neck, and kissed him.
What are you writing?
He embraced the hands wrapped around his neck and kissed them. Gently.
I am writing the story of my love with you. From the day I saw you when you were little until today.
She turned to sit next to him, opened his notebook, and grabbed the pen. She wrote below, "The End."
The Beggining.
He looked at her in surprise, raising his eyebrow. She smiled and kissed him. "Because, my love, our story is just beginning. Not ending."
He pushed the notebook away, held her in his arms, kissed her lovingly, and headed to their bed. "You're right, we're just beginning..."
The Beggining...
The novel ended, but the story didn't, and life continued with Khadija, Zein, and the two little ones...