~Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly~

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Yasmeen :

it's been just a few days, but it's like the fire in Ahmad's eyes have already gone out. All the excitement of starting a new life is gradually fading away. So I decided to revive it, I wanted to keep that fire burning.

Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.

I wore my babydol night wear, but not all of it. And I impatiently waited for Ahmad to come home. When I heard him come into the house, I quickly went to him.

Tentatively I emerged from behind him, Ahmad had just finished pouring two glasses of juice for me and him.

He turned toward me and froze, except for his gaze, which traveled over me in a burning sweep.

"My God" he muttered, and drained his cup of juice Setting the empty glass aside. He gripped the other as if he were afraid it might slip through his fingers.

"Do you like my nightgown?" I asked.

Ahmad nodded, not taking his gaze from me.

"Where's the rest of it?" He asked

"This was all I could find." I replied

Unable to resist teasing him, I twisted and tried to see the back view.

"I wonder if I put it on backward...Let me see." I said

As i turned to reveal the naked line of my back, Ahmad drew in a harsh breath.

Although I heard him mumble a curse, I didn't take offense. And when he drained the second glass of juice forgetting that it was mine, I sternly repressed a grin and made my way to the bedroom.

I cockily smile to myself as I slowly lay on the bed, with the moonlight peeking through my slightly dusty blinds.

A few minutes later, Ahmad came to me stripping off his shirt along the way.

He rode through the long, lovely night on wave upon wave of pleasure, tasting my sweetness. I heard myself moan, and in that fierce embrace, I believed.

Although there was a loud bang on the door that kept going on and on, we ignored it, for we were too busy and excited to be bothered by it.

We emerged from the bed hours later to feast on the delectable cold meal that I had left for Ahmad earlier. Slices of game pie, salad, ripe strawberries, and cake soaked in elderflower cordial as our dessert.

I woke up in the morning, so tired and sore that I could barely even walk. Ahmad helped me up and dropped me in the bathroom before heading to his mother's house. I took a hot shower and rested a bit before I quickly walked to Ummy's house to say good morning to her as usual.

I was about to step in when I heard Ummy speaking to someone with a bitter, sorrowful voice. I came to a complete stop because I didn't want to go in and interrupt a private moment.

As I stood there trying to decide whether I should proceed or go back home, I heard Ummy mention my name which got my full attention and I realized the whole conversation was about me. Ummy is talking to my husband about me.

"It's like you're changing, this girl is turning you into a different person. You don't even want us near you or your house" Ummy told him

"Ummy, Why would you say that?" Ahmad asked

"Because last night your sister has been banging on the door to your house but you refused to let her in" Ummy replied

"Sorry, We didn't hear it" he said

"You should know that Ahmad is still Ahmad whether married or unmarried, nothing has changed. And why is yasmeen not here? I haven't seen her today" Ummy said

"She'll be here soon, she's not feeling too well today" Ahmad told her

"Stop babying her" they said in unison.

"I'm not babying her, believe me" he told them

"You cannot let your wife treat the woman that brought you into this world like this. That's why I warned you, but you didn't listen. I told you to Marry someone with whom you have a lot in common, someone like you, who shares the same values as you" Ummy said, clearly really pissed at Ahmad

"You and Yasmeen are nothing alike, you have different lifestyles and upbringing. You are complete opposites, and relationships like these never work" Ummy told him

"Yes, you did warn me. You're right, it's probably because we have nothing in common. That's what is holding her back, now I understand" Ahmad said

"Of course, Can't you see? She has refused to blend in, We hardly even see her, she doesn't spend time with us. She doesn't like us, that's why she is so distant" Ummy concluded

"I thought she would blend in if we give her some time, She's been here for just four days. But I was wrong, I'll take care of it, don't worry" he said, consoling Ummy

Habiba chipped In "This is not how I have dreamed my sister in law would be, We don't feel loved or at home around her. She's just so arrogant, stuck up and rude. God knows I fell In love with her even before I knew her" she said, clearly disappointed. I was amazed by the way she could lie effortlessly and the way they have mastered the art of manipulation.

"And you're always opening your teeth these days. if you keep that up, your wife would soon start disrespecting you. Always keep a straight face, and don't talk too much. That way, she'll do whatever you want her to do to avoid being thrown out of your house. Women are naturally threatened by that" Ummy said

"Don't worry, I'll make some changes" Ahmad said

I just didn't feel like going into the house anymore, because it's evident that my in-laws don't like me at all and they are busy poisoning my husband against me.

They have already painted a picture of what I am suppose to be like and nothing is going to change that

Even if I go inside the house, I wouldn't know what to say or how to act because It is hard to be defensive toward a danger which you have never imagined existed.

What really scares me is the realization that me and Ahmad are not the only ones in this marriage, his mother and siblings are in it too and they've got a say in it

I was about to go back home when the slight ping of my phone going off made me come to a halt and I picked it up.

"Come to Ummy's house right away" Ahmad said and then hung up.

Once inside the house, Ahmad started avoiding me. He even told me to assume he is not there, he left the sitting room where I was seated. It felt like he has led me into an open fire and abandoned me there to burn.

After a while, he came back and sat next to habiba, ignoring the hell out of me, acting like I don't even exist.

Then I realized that Ahmad always makes me feel like an eternal outsider who is in the world but not quite of the world when he is around other people especially his family.

Habiba spent the whole day browsing through her phone like an internet slave, showing Ahmad pictures of different ladies. I didn't understand why it is so important to her considering the fact that he just got married.

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