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The Marriage Demands

Chapter 5 NO.5

Word Count: 3033    |    Released on: 12/09/2018

ment. Today was exceptiona

ink spending eighteen hours in the hospital;

d darted with high speed in the shower. Nothing can be

lothes in the air, I jumped

and dry. Even the shower couldn't wash away my plain features. Or maybe I'm only thinking this way since a ceratin pair of dazzling blue eyes have been stuck in my head since yesterday. and headed inside my bedroom. Switching on the lights, I

Amber Zaid

mption was correct. All of a sudden, my heart started to race. Why is my heart r

lp you, Mr. Islam?

rt race faster and what's more, even my hands were shaking. What's goin

art having these sorts of strange reactions towards the opposite sex? Even

u tomorrow?" he inquired. That's very su

chedule tomorrow but I can meet with yo

He replied, his voice dee

I can meet with

be there. See you th

t was racing still and my hands were still shaking. Maybe, it's a si

that, you is so good looking-what with his sandy blond hair and clear blue eyes an

How will I live in the typical parochial society of Pakistan

ct the proposal, why do I feel so disappointed

I jumped

I said to myself and snuggled into my pillo

***

ed. "I believe congratulations are in order." He

hat I have to spend money of alcohol however, that man has treated me like his own daughter all these five years. He was the kind man who took me in his home when I first came to

ch. After a three hour surgery of repairing a vertebral Hernia, my back was aching like that hernia was transferred to it or so

my damp hair, I donned my dupatta securely around my head. After giving the order for Surg. Jason's Sherry to my assistant Mel

e entrance. The weather was so ho

am I just nervous? Oh

ants. Although his body wasn't built, but he looked lean and smart with his braod shoulders and manly waist. His sleeves were folded up till his elbows and he looked so good like that. Thank Go

? Wh

some. Just because he's a gora (White man) we co

ndsome. He's just an

alizing that I was h

ly. Oh God please don't do this. Please don't sound so n

are we going?" he inquired casually. I nodded. "There's a starbucks café by th

nside. I don't know why I find his small acts of chivalry so charming? I mean this isn't the fir

ld you like?"

n the order. I was about to take out my card w

no need for th

anded me my receipt. When we got our coffees, he

kistani man possessed as much good man

went back to the counter. I sat down and crossed my legs. As I waited for

frowned. "There was no need for that. I don't like chocolate." I ass

like chocolate?" he inquired

oman." I replied stoicall

p you to like chocolate." He stated

he get

legs. "So, there is no point in beating around the bush. Before I say

incere."I though you weren't going to beat around

coffee back. "No, none of them are

I break any condition? Will you immedia

replied

fingers on his lips, looking down,

ns. I accept this marriage proposal." He

my hands I would've sur

actually accepted everyt

s is so

In a composed manner, I picked up my cup and

ions are nonnegotiable, you still ac

He replied

a three year age di

owever, if he has accepted the conditions then there's no reason r

then."

ed. "I would like to

hat is

e all alone. I need to make some preparations for her so I will ne

ke." I offered. He smiled and leaned closer. The only reason I didn't offer to have him bring her with us

fended. I nodded. Maybe offering him that was a bad idea. He seems like a ga

we have the nik

y time is fine w

t Saturday fine?" I asked. He no

He leaned in on one knee and brought out a ring from his pant pocket.

erfect fit. "This is my grandmother's. she wanted me to give this to my wife." He said and we both stared at my hand. I thought that these type o

ely fiancée?" he asked for permission. I quickly scooted over to give him space. He sat beside me

ose to my mouth. "Say ahh, " he articulated. I stared at him but opened my mouth

you, "

of that isn't good especially since you say

hould I say

d and shoved a fork full of brownie i

ous gentleman is going to

ing Pakistani girl with wheat colored skin and absolutely typical Asian features and

nk it's going

***

ssed and Sa

n bridal style. Wearing just my engagement ring, I was waiting patiently for Zakriya's arrival at the Islamic centre. He came around ten minutes later. He was dressed in a

was sitting on a sofa. I took his hand and stood up. I was surpri

you. Yo

t instead of a thank you from you." He lightly mumbled near

in came Surg. Jason

you are marrying

pression. "Zakriya these are my friends Jason Mills and his wife Martha

this young lady happy." He said. I smiled. "Of cour

nly invited his Grandmother and brother. His grandmother was a sweet lady-no wonder where Zakriya gets his good manne

ya would place ten thousand dollars as my Haq mehr. I was su

this nikah to take me a his wife, with a jolly smile and happy eyes, he glance

eart quickly raced. I was

y ready for

ber your promise and your

igned the contract. And with this, I was

se our hand in prayer foe the happiness of these two." We and the i

hing in my mind. Oh Allah please let me fu

t which stated my conditions and the consequences should he break my condition. And without any reservations, he signed it. After the lawy

ftly met with mine. He gripped my chin gently as he kissed me. So this is what it's like to have your first kis

rst kiss to you, now we are officially marri

o was stare a

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