Trapped In a Jungle - Episode 19

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NABEEL

My heart almost missed a beat when she told me that. The look in her eyes were real and unwavering. Something i call A Genuine look in the eyes of two lovers.

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

"Can" i started, as i pushed a stray of hair behind her ears "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 saying "uh uh uh teddy bear. That's all you can get for now

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. Take it slow, God knows har yanxu tsoronka nake" 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 know i was stupid, dumb, crazy to rape my wife. But what could i do? She drives 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 that doesn't even give me the chance or right to rape my OWN WIFE. But what can i do? The deed is already done. I just pray She'll forgive and forget. Will she ever forget? 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 remembering the wrath I'll face if i deny you your marital right I'll have agreed to it. Nabeel you broke my heart that night, you broke them into tiny pieces, pieces i don'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 covers 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 ou is beautiful".

She was crying now, crying so hard. I know she's hurt, who wouldn't be when her own husband raped 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 its 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 am sad, the one that binds my happiness".

The look in my eyes were genuine, i know it. Her looks melt me deep inside and all i want to do right now is hold her tight in my hands and feel her heartbeat.

"Here" i dragged her palm right where my heart was beating fast "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 now, tears rolling down her cheeks so fast. And without i a anticipating it, 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 smell so Nice. "I love you so very much husnah. If there is a word i can use better than i love you, i will...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".

I don't think someone has a voice as sweet as that of Asmaa'. I rocked her and spoke sweet words into her ears. She only smile and snuggle 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.

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. 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 if going to her room, i went to mine.

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

I wore my pj's, took a look round the room before finally leaving the room. I plan 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 slip beside her on the bed.

"Mmmmmn, 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".

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

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