TRAPPED IN A JUNGLE

NINETEEN

NABEEL's POV.

My heart almost missed a beat when she told me that. The look in her eyes was real and unwavering. Something I referred to as; "A genuine look in the eyes of a true lover".

I moved closer to her, my left hand around her waist, my fore head on hers as I nuzzle my nose on hers. They were so soft, her mint breathe fanning through my face. I didn't know where she got a mint breathe moments after we had dinner.

"Can I," I hesitated while pushing a stray of hair behind her ears, "Can I kiss you now, Asmaa'?".

She closed her eyes, her long lashes more visible, and then she nodded slowly before finally opening her eyes and placing a soft kiss on my right cheek and then freeing herself from my grip. An evil smile playing on her lips.

"There, I've kissed you" she said placing a plate on the plate rack after cleaning it with a clean towel.

I stood right there like a statue, wondering what she called a kiss. Yeah, I felt warm all over when she kissed my cheeks, the feeling was mutual and best, but I was expecting to kiss her lips not cheeks.

"You call that a kiss?" I asked moving closer to her. But she stopped me quickly by uttering, "Uh uh uh teddy bear. That's all you can get for now. Take it slow, God knows har yanxu tsoronka nake (I'm still afraid of you)" she said slowly, tears slowly dripping down from her eyes.

My heart suddenly felt heavy, a feeling I've never had creeping into me. It was wild and sensational, I knew I was stupid, dumb, and crazy, to r**e my wife. But what could I have done? She drove me crazy and I didn't even know when I loosed my senses. I was mad about her, ever since the day I started kissing her... I was lost. But whatever the case may be, I shouldn't have r***d my de-jure wife. And now, I just pray that she forgive and forget. 'But will she ever do that?' I wondered.

"Look at me Nabeel" she called slowly holding my hands, "I've forgiven you already, right from day one. You are my husband and maybe this marriage was an arranged marriage, but I have to please you to strive for my Jannah. Why didn't you ask? I might have not agreed to it instantly, but considering the fact that I'd face the wrath of my Lord, I'd definitely had agreed to it. Nabeel you broke my heart that night, you broke them into tiny pieces... pieces I didn't even know from where I'll start picking them up" she stopped, took in some breath and then continued, "I know you don't love me..."

I quickly shushed her by placing my lips on hers. It was slow and passionate, I dropped all my emotions in that kiss before I withdrew back.

"Please Asmaa', dan Allah karki qara cewa bana sonki (please, don't you ever say I don't love you)". I squeezed her hands in mine before I continued, "I can't say for sure when it all started but Allah knows I love you more than words can say, Asmaa'. I fall over and over again after what you did in the hospital, you covered up for my mistake Asmaa' and that's one of the best feeling a husband can get when his wife covered up for his mistake" I said slowly, my hands cupping her face, "you are the best thing that has ever happened to me Asmaa', you drive me crazy just by your thought, your smiles, your giggles. Those juicy lips, your eyes... everything about you is just beautiful".

She was already crying... crying so hard. I knew she was hurt, who wouldn't be when her own husband r***d her? Worst feeling ever!.

I held her hand, placed it where my heart was beating against my chest. "_Sometimes, when I look at you... this feels like it's going to burst. I've never loved anyone the way I love you Asmaa', I never wanted anyone the way I want you... never! I need you in my life, be the mother of my kids, be my star... The one I look upon when I'm sad, the one that binds my happiness".

The look in her eyes were genuine, I knew it... They melt me deep inside and all I wanted doing that moment was to hold her tight in my hands and feel her heartbeat.

"Here" I placed her palm on my chest more firmly, "you feel that huh? You feel how fast its beating right? You do this to me, you make my heart race. You have the power over me to make me feel whatever it is you want me to feel. I Love You Asmaa'ul Husnah".

She held my hands so tight in hers, they were soft and warm. So warm that I felt my heart clutched and twisted, diving more into the ocean of her love.

'Damn! This girl will be the end of me'.

She was crying so hard with tears rolling down her cheeks so fast. Thence, I felt her body pressed against mine in a tight hug. I held her tight in my arms, as I inhale her heavy bakhoor. Lord! She smelled so Nice. "I love you so very much Husnah. If there is a word I can use better than 'I love you', I would... just to show you how much you mean to me. You mean the world to me Husnah. You are my world". I said slowly as her hands roam around her body.

She hiccupped, still in tears before replying, "I love you too teddy bear. I love you more than words can say. Thank you so much for being a part of my life. Part Of Me!".

She had the sweetest voice ever!

I rocked her and spoke sweet words into her ears. She only smiled and snuggled up to me the more.

"So" I started... raising her head up "can i kiss you now?".

"Nope" she replied, putting emphasis on the P, and I felt like grabbing her lips that very instant.

"Why?" I asked surprised.

"No kisses for you for the next three months. Don't touch me, no hugs... not even side hugs. That'll be your punishment" she replied, smiling mischievously before stepping out of the kitchen and running into her room.

I only smiled and followed her, but instead of going to her room, I went to mine.

I smiled as I showered, remembering every single moment we shared together. Asmaa' was just amazing, and my love for her was beyond words.

I wore my pj's, took a look round the room before finally walking out. My plan was to spend the night with Asmaa' in her room.

She was standing by the mirror, dressed in a her PJ's too. Silky peach PJ's.

I stood behind her and looked at her intently, she only smiled and averted my gaze.

"Let's have a pillow talk" I said as I slipped beside her on the bed.

"Hmmn, I love that idea" she replied.

I moved closer and rested my head on her pillow "You first".

"Okay. Lemme see... arrrmm, I know your favorite color is blue right?" She asked looking straight into my eyes.

I pushed a strand of her behind her ear before replying, "Nope. Black".

"Ah! I said you can't touch me"

"Oh come on, that's not fair".

"You mean black is your best color?" She asked smiling.

"Yeah, I nodded as I clasped our fingers. "And yours is pink right?".

"No. Red" she answered.

"So... you like eating noodles I guess" I asked again.

"No," She replied smiling. "I love tuwo miyan kuka the more".

"Really?" I asked as my eyes bulged out of their sockets. "Tuwo is also my favorite" I answered.

"Awwnn... aren't we the sweetest couple on earth?" she murmured, kissing my jaw and snuggling up at me the more.

"Yes we are cuppy cake. We sure are".

"Goodnight teddy Bear".

"Good night Asmaa'".