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Thanks for reading my fiction and to all friends who take time out to comment! Posting part 4 of my story for you. Hope you like it!
Part 4
Frustration overload!!
The next day back in Lakhnow...
"Hoorain are promised to every poise and righteous man who follows the right path"
Kabir was in the middle of a Sharia council meeting discussing an important case as Qazi saab held everyones attention with this statement, which also happens to be every Muslim mans secret indulgent desire.
Kabir smiled to himself.
And what of the hoor Allah had brought into my life in THIS world? He mused.
Kabir desperately wanted to move things on with Zara but his shyness had prevented him. All he needed was a little time and privacy to get close to her. But if he was honest, Zara's boldness and confident scared him a little.
Beep
"I'm at home.Alone...How soon can you get here?"
Kabirs heart nearly burst out of his chest!! He began to feel himself blush and looked around nervously to see if anyone was looking at him. No everyone was still in awe of the hoor conversation. The heat began to rise in his body.
He slyly checked his phone again. Was the message really from Zara??
Yes.
The display showed Zara Saddiquie.
He urgently needed to change the contact name to something more appropriate to their new relation- Hoor1? Begum1? Dil ki darkan? The number '1' would seriously peeve her off, Kabir grinned.
His member roused and started to make itself felt, bringing him back to the present, painfully!
"What happened Kabir Beta?"
"Jee? Er nothing kuch bhi nahi...absolutely nothing. Kuch bhi to nahii"
Why was Zara sending him texts like these. Had she gone mad? Was she planning on giving him a heart attack. After her relentless teasing with her provocative clothes she was going to kill him with questions like these.
Trying to calm his raging hormones Kabir discreetly texted her back.
"Zara I'm busy at work"
The reply came almost instantly.
"Maulvi saab, shohar wale farzon main kuch aur farz bhi shamil hai!"
He nearly fell of his chair!
W*h!!
Now it was impossible for Kabir to remain seated. He stood up abruptly.
"Beta are you ok??"
"Huh...yea yes. Yes! I'm fine! I...I just remembered something. I just need to... Qazi saab aap continue karain. Hum Abu ka kuch zaroori kaam kar ke aate hain"
He rushed out of the council office and into the car as fast as he could!!
Yeh Zara to pakka humaiin marne ki koshish kar rahi hai. Kya shohar ko koi aisay bulata hai?? Maulvi saab thought trying calm his racing heartbeat.
To phir kese bulate hain? His brain chided him. Jab paas hote ho to us say door bhagte ho. Bechari kya kare? Shohar hone ke aur bhi Farz hote hain! Ishara samjho buddhu saab!
He tried to eradicate the sinfully erotic and sensual thoughts his sexy wife was evoking in him but he had no control of how his body was reacting to her subtle seduction!!
Ya Allah! Is this what temptation is? Maulvi saab contemplated. Why was the thought of intimacy with Zara so enticing?
But she is my wife. In my nikkah. Allah has made her jaiz for me and me for her.
So what are you waiting for Kabir Ahmed!
A small laugh escaped as Kabir contemplated his predicament.
He had to get home and find out what she was up-to! He smiled shyly as he joined the lunch time traffic on the roads towards home. Deep down he was hoping and praying that this was exactly what his erratic heart was thinking it was!
He had read the book about husbands and wife's rights and responsibilities towards each other which she had left out on the dressing table. Even the minute details. Had she been hinting something to him? If she was ready to take their relation forward he would oblige willingly.
On second thoughts a lunchtime raundevous, without the sharp eyes of Rukhsar watching his every move seemed like an ideal time to get some cozy time with his begum. He was shocked at the liberties Rukhsar took sometimes. Entering their private space unexpectedly and unwontedly. If no one was home then he could get to know his wife better. In other, different ways.
Meanwhile at the Ahmad residence...
Zara come on! Come out and show me!'
From behind the bathroom door,
Nooo!'
Oh come on! I've modelled my clothes to you often enough! Show me!''
Never!!! I don't even know what these...these contraptions are!'
Zara wailed with mortification as she handled the suspender belt and clips belonging to the black and red bra set she was trying on due to Reemas insistent pestering! There was no way she was going to come out of the bathroom and show her! Astagfirula! How did women wear these things? She was dying of embarrassment! She would have to return these as shecouldn'tface anyone, let alone Kabir, wearing these things!
She tried to ignore the niggling arousal she felt in the pit of her stomach at the thought of him seeing her in these!
Kabir...Hmmm...How would he react? Would he find her sexy' in these? Would he get aroused by her?
He did like to stare at her every morning. Especially when he thought no one was looking, she had caught him doing so several times as she had brushed her hair in the mirror or had been putting on her jewellery.
Hmmm
Zara!! Have you gone to sleep in there?'
Ok maybe she ought to put the suspenders on and see how the whole thing looked on her. She promised herself she would return them afterwards. Just one look. But she needed a mirror, a full length one.
Reema I need to look in the mirror! But I'm too shy to come out in front of you. Please wait for me in the sitting room while I check in the bedroom mirror. And close the bedroom door when you go.
Reema who was at Zara's window heard a car door slam, looking out of the balcony she saw Kabir had arrived!
'Wah Reema kya text bheja tune. Maulvi saab to bady quick niklay!! Text milte hi aa gaye. Lagta hai aag dono taraf barabar lagi huwi hai!' Reema chuckled to herself. Bhagwan will forgive me for using Zara's phone to message Kabir but someone had to play Cupid otherwise yeh dono to sharmaty hi rahain ge. On their own these two would never even get close to each other.
'Reema!'
'Haan ok ok ja rahi hoon. You come out quickly and check. Text me when you've changed and then I can go back to work.
Okay...' Whispered a shy and nervous Zara as sheunlatchedthe door and stuck her head out to make sure Reema had left.
Reema quickly closed the bedroom door and hid behind a pillar.
Soon she saw Kabir walk swiftly past the pillar towards his room and pause outside the closed door. He opened the door and went in.
Reema had a devilish grin plastered on her face as she quickly ran out of the house making sure to lock the door behind her.
Her sweet, generous Zara always though selflessly about others and what good she could do in the world. Well, now it was time for her to receive her share of love and happiness. And if she, Reema could assist in any way to bring these two clobber heads together then so be it!
On entering his room Kabir locked the door securely and took a deep breahth.
To be continued??
Edited by arnavkidevani - 7 years ago
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