Lol..jumu’ah mubarak everyone…this post is for all you amazing people..and also because jumu’ahs are usually hectic, I don’t know what time I’ll manage to post tomorrow or if I even will….enjoy!
I decided to just close my eyes and allow whatever was to happen…I convinced myself that not only was this not haraam, it was infact an act which will be rewarded by Allah… it is an ibaadah (worship)… everything, besides fighting, that a spouse does together is an act of worship… everytime you look at eachother with love, it is an act of worship…. everytime you hug eachother it is an act of worship… everytime you tell eachother kind words, it is an act of worship…. as a wife, every meal that is prepared with love.. is an act of worship…
It just made me think of how 2 people can do the exact same actions and yet the one is being rewarded while the other is being punished by Allah..
Doing all these things within the boundaries of nikaah offers us so much of reward..while doing any of these outside the boundaries of nikaah would be regarded as a sinful and punishable act…
One is under the mercy of Allah, while the other Is under the wrath of Allah..
Before I could even think about what was happening, aqeel was kissing me..so gently, but with so much of affection….I could feel his love even in just a simple kiss…
I forgot about the fact that I’ve never been kissed before…. this is what fay told me, that it would come naturally and I’ll just know what to do when the moment arises…
I felt myself kissing him back and this lasted for……. what felt to me like eternity… I didn’t want him to stop, and I could feel that he didn’t want me to stop either…. until I needed some air…. and we both instinctively moved away from eachother…. almost like we could read eachothers mind….
Aqeel had this extremely happy smile plastered all over his face… a smile he’s been wearing from the moment he walked in to my bedroom after he’d returned from the nikaah… a smile that made me feel complete, appreciated and loved….
Aqeel: “come sweetheart… I haven’t given you a tour of the apartment as yet…”
He held me around my waist and took me to every part of the house… we were already in the open planned kitchen/lounge area….
In the kitchen there was a vase of beautiful red roses with a tinge of white aswel… they looked almost fake, until I touched it and realised that they were smooth and delicate.. therefore they were real… there was a little tag hanging from one of the roses…. I looked at aqeel and he smiled again….
The tag read:
“My love is like a rose, divided into 2…the leaves I give to others, but the rose I give to you….”
Awww..that was so sweet and apt..so well thought of..wow..this guy is a gem…I wiggled my arm around him and gave him a small peck on his cheek…..
Aqeel:”and this is the lounge….”(Turning me around)
On each sofa was a different box of chocolates, I was so lost in my nervousness when we entered that I hadn’t even noticed that before….on the coffee table stood a chocolate parcel with a big bottle of…perfection(nutella)…ferrerros, raffaellos and a whole lot of my favourite chocolates…fay definitely had to be a part of this….aqeel could never have known what my favourite chocolates are just by a wild guess….
There was a note on the parcel aswel….it read:
“All I need is love..but a little chocolate now and then wouldn’t hurt”
I giggled…and gave him another peck, this time on his lips….
Aqeel:”and this is the patio….”
The patio had a little garden swing and a braai area..it was small but cute……even on the built in braai stand was a miniature black board hanging which read:
“Braaing is a net of love by which you can catch souls”
Me:”oh my word…..did you think of a love quote to go with everything?”
Aqeel just smiled and continued towards the passage clearly enjoying my reaction..
Aqeel:”This is just a guest room”
Me:”oh!so no notes here?(I giggled)”
Aqeel:”and this is the guest bathroom”
It was simple, cute and I loved the colours. It was stone and deep purple…the walls were stone and the mats on the floor alternated between stone and purple and even the towels, soap and toilet paper matched…
we reached a closed door….aqeel now moved to the back of me..hugged me tight…kissed me and took my hand to open the door to what I guessed was the main bedroom……..
I’d just like some feedback from my readers…do you think discussing what happens next would be regarded as immoral?should I rather abstain from mentioning what happens behind closed doors between a married couple?
ofcourse I won’t be extreme and totally out of line as I myself am too shy to talk about such things..but I feel that there are many young girls who don’t know what it is all about and enter into a marriage either terrified of what’s to come or overly excited about it….
I personally feel that certain things need to be discussed for the benefit of those who are too shy to ever ask…
Its not that I intend being immoral in any way possible…