Chapter Thirty One

'Good morning Habibti. I'm on my way to complete the necessary rites to fully claim you as mine and only mine. I'll be back sooner than you except. Remember who you belong to. I love you'

Ilham read the note, over and over again. All she could do was smile. She woke up and found that she was lying without Omar by her side. She was a bit worried but calmed down when she picked up the note from the table. Onar had obviously gone to make his intentions know to her father.

She was really but kind of scared. She was finally going to leave this single life and adapt to the married life. That was so fucked up. But she loved it. Marriage was kaleidoscopic, it changed from time to time. She knew that there would be bad days and good days. She was ready for all this.

Ilham got up took a deep breath and walked to the bathroom. She took a long warm bath and came out fully dressed. She found food served for her and after eating up, a maid came to take the dishes away. Ilham sat down on the bed and spotted some books on Omar's table. She walked to them and picked one notepad, and a pen.

She felt like writing. Of all her favourite things, she loved writing most. She could write about any one and anything. She was a smart lady with so many life experiences.

She opened the notepad and the first thing she spotted was a picture. A hand drawn picture of a lady smiling. This lady in the book, was the exact replica of this lady starting at the book. At the base of the drawing, there was a writing.

'Queen Amongst Queens. And Best Amongst All. The First Of Them All. The True Other Half Of Me. Omar's Life, Ilham'

Omar drew this? And looking at the date of the drawing, it was that same night when she stood at the balcony of her room in Levent's house and spoke to the stars she and Omar made promises to. She remembered that she had a feeling that he could hear her.

Did he draw this because he could hear her? And so talented he was. He made no blunders when he drew this. She could remember this picture. The first time they went on a date together. When she smiled at him because he was staring intensely at her. So he had all along captured that very picture in his mind and could remember everything like the palm of his hand.

She involuntarily dropped a tear. She looked through her bag that she brought and found her journal.It was also dated the same day as Omar's drawing. She smiled at them both and sniffed her cries back in.

"Omar? Why did you let my world break before giving me a wonderful life? Couldn't you have just made me happy without breaking me first? Why did you choose me of all women? You love women with taste, bit why did you go for an orphan like me? Why did you go for someone who didn't have a perfect start? Why not a beautiful red haired or more still a brunette? But you came for a jet black haired girl with no good family history? Why Omar? Why did you choose me? Why do you love me? Why did you put your baby in my tummy, even though we lost her? Why Omar?! Why!! Why...do you love me?" Ilham's voice went from very high to low. She was tired. She needed more rest. But Omar? What was his answers to her? He wasn't here to hear what she was asking. But she knew that he had the answers to all.

Ilham lay down with her kitten laying and peering at her. The little cat was now the closest to her after God, Omar, Amir and Hayat. The car walked to her lazily and purred slowly, reminding her of Rajah.

Suddenly a thought struck her. She would go to Rajah's abode. She had grown very fond of him. She got up picked up Iman in her arms and walked out of the mansion. She could vividly remember the route to his abode and soon, she had gotten there.

She met some men in charge of taking care of the big tiger. They all bowed down to her and like he knew she was around, Ilham saw Rajahrun at full speed towards her. He hopped happily on her which sent them both tumbling to the ground.

"Hahaha Rajah. I missed you too. In fact I missed you more" Ilham giggled as Rajah wagged his tail happily. Little Iman had run away from mortal fear of Rajah.

Ilham managed to get up and hugged him one more time. She went on her knees before him and begun scratching his ear.

"Hey have you eaten yet love?" She asked Rajah. He grinned happily, showing a set of sharp teeth that had some pieces of flesh lodged in between them.

She smiled at him and sad on the ground beside him while she spoke to him and he listened very attentively, as though he understood what she was saying.

*****

Omar did the exact same thing he promised Ilham he would do for her. He knocked on the door to Ilham's father's house.He had come with Amir and Dawud his commander in chief. The fairly old man came out after the second knock wearing his glasses. He was about 5'11. Taller than Ilham even though he had grown very old. He looked like he was in his late 50's.

"Hello, Sasr(father in law in Urdu) " Omar greeted. Ilham's father Ahmed smiled at Omar and responded happily.

"Welcome, Babhi". Omar smiled at that as his future father in law ushered him and his guests in while patting his stepson's back. Behind them, were about 20 maids, all carrying a heavy load of items for the future bride and her family.

Omar saw the look of shock on the face of Ilham's father's face. He inwardly smirked at that. The old man looked very much surprised. It was obvious he had never lain eyes on that much expensive items before.

" This is your daughter's bride wealth father. I come here with a simple intention. I seek your daughter's hand on marriage" Omar announced when the maids were done bringing all the the items in.

Ilham's father Ahmed cleared his throat.He looked at the 3 men before him. They were all very handsome yet well mannered.

"Well Omar. I'm delighted to meet you once again. I know our meetings haven't been the best but I assure you that your mission here is in good faith. Well, when I first heard from Amir that a prince was interested in my daughter, I wasn't really surprised. Ilham has really struggled in life. From her childhood to now, she's suffered in many way that are indescribable. But that little angel never lot hope. And even when she did, she had good people around her to bring her hope back to her. I am very happy that she's found true love and you and vice verse.

I'm thrilled tho' because I thought prominent people like you, would shun the tradition and just get married to the lady without going through the necessary rights. You, my good man, are a very good example of a responsible man and I can't thank Allah enough for bringing you to my little flower's life.

And also, the bride wealth is accepted and even though the bride isn't here, I know she's also accepted this. So thank you very much son in law, for giving a very good first impression to your father in law" Ilham's father acknowledged.

Omar was very delighted. Finally, a load had been taken off his back. He had gotten the mandate to get married to Ilham now.

The topic drifted back to other issues but most of the time, Omar's mind was on the beauty he left back in Turgistan. He couldn't stop thinking about her.

The wedding had been scheduled to the next week. It was going to be a very grand affair. He would get married first then later, he would be coronayed as King of Turgistan, alongside Ilham as Queen of Turgistan.

After their long discussion, it was time to leave. They left with a promise that Ilham's father and stepmother Hamsiya would be flown to Turgistan, a day or two before the wedding.

*****

Ilham left Rajah's abode after playing with him for about 4 hours. It was a very fun experience. He was as over protective over her as Omar was. If Omar we're an animal, he would be Rajah.

Ilham got back to the mansion and took a long warm bath. After she was done bathing, she came out of the bathroom in a towel and another towel around her hair.

"Baby?" She heard Omar's voice. She turned towards the direction and met him sganfkbg right behind her. She smiled at him slowly. She was trying to figure out what he was io to. He had mischief all on his eyes.

A sudden smirk creepeduo on his face before it became a grin.

"I missed you baby girl" he announced as he hugged her head tightly into his chest. Ikham giggled at that and hugged his waist tight too.

"I missed you more. So how did it go?" She asked. Omar backed away slowly and with no emotion in his face declared openly.

"Your father loved me!" He sound into her ears. She was scared at first. He looked like her father had sacked him out of the house or the father had rejected his proposal, but it was all deception. Her father had agreed.

"That means..." Ilham begun. Omar placed his finger on her lip and rubbed it slowly.

"That means, you're my wife now baby and I can do whatever I want with your salacious bady baby" he cussed. Ikham was inwardly very excited but kept a hard face.

"You're such a Pervert! Omar!" She snapped at him as she turned to walk away. He pulled her back and carried her in his arms and lay her in the bed.

"No sex Omar!" She commanded as he begin taking off his shirt. He looked at her with the 'really girl?!' look.

He shook his head gently and whispered into her ears seductively.

"I'm just trying to get Rajah's scent off of you. You belong to me only baby. Remember that!"

Ilham couldn't help but blush at that. She faked a sad pout and looked away.

"But I love Rajah! " she whined like a baby. Omar was amused. He chuckled a little before he gave her kisses all over her body.

He fell to his side of the bed and stared intensely at Ilham who with a flushed face stared above, his head.

"Hey do you know a secret?" Omar asked casually making Ilham avert her gaze back to Omar's eyes.

"Tell me.." She replied.

"I love you" he whispered into her ears. She blushed and soon her eyes turned watery. She turned away from him as a tear drop rolled down her eye.

"I love you more than life itself. I love you more than myself. Than my Kingdom. Than my Mafia. Than my Wealth. Than my Health. Than my Rajah. Than anything and everything in this world and the after" he continued as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her small frame to his muscular one making her back touch his chest.

He could hear her sob. But he knew that she would be alright. She had always been alright and would always be alright.

"I'm sorry baby. But I had to let you know how much you mean to me. I love you baby. With my life" he whispered before the teary eyed lady turned to face him and whispered to him.

"I love you too, Ilham's life"

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