Married Without Love novel Chapter 16

||Mishal's POV||

Zayaan walked to the door and tried to open it but it wasn't opening. He ran his hand in his hair then went to one of the drawers and opened it.

"She took the spare key away with her!" He mumbled with a sigh.

I looked at him then at the locked door. We both were struck in our room by amma bi. I looked down at my juice stain shirt and remembered I had to clean it quickly.

I went to the wardrobe's door but it wasn't opening. I felt Zayaan coming near me and he tried to open it but all in vain.

"Amma bi!" He said in frustration.

Suddenly, a ringtone was echoing in the room breaking the silence. It was coming from his phone. He stepped back and pulled his phone out his pocket.

I turned to look at him when he sighed in frustration after looking at the screen. He swiped on the screen so hard that I feared for the screen of his phone.

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"Amma bi! Wha--,"

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"Hello! Amm--,"

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He pinched the bridge of his nose and went to the door of the washroom. He opened it and stepped inside. Moments later, I heard him mumbling incoherent words.

I also went inside the washroom and looked in front of Zayaan. I gasped in shock and my face turned into beetroot red colour.

There was a note attached on the mirror which had written in bold letters,

‘Mishal, you didn't listen to me last night. So, I thought why not, I help you. Now be like a good—Er.. wild girl and wear it. I know this room is soundproof and I will not be able to hear your screaming. So, I want you to scream loud enough that your screams pass through these soundproof walls to my room. And, I know once you wear it, my chimpanzee will jump on you like a real chimpanzee clings to the trees. I wish you both a happy wild night!’

From the mirror I looked down on the counter where a red colour night dress was. I heard Zayaan walking out of the washroom quickly, leaving me alone. For what felt like years, I stared at it. I looked down at my shirt then at the night dress.

I wrapped my arms around me quickly and avoided looking at Zayaan in embarrassment. I heard him coming near me but I didn't move from my spot in fear. I felt something placed on my shoulders and soon I was engulfed by his cologne.

I looked at him in confusion and regretted looking at him. He was standing in front of me shirtless with his hands on my shoulder holding his shirt. I slipped my arms in his shirt and wore it.

He buttoned his shirt to cover my body which made my heart flutter. When he was done, he quickly walked past me to the washroom and slammed the door with a loud thud.

I quickly threw the rose petals on the floor from the bed and laid on bed, and slipped under the duvet before Zayaan came out of the washroom. I heard the sounds of water hitting the tiles coming from the washroom.

Cold shower?

I thought and shuddered thinking about the reason because I knew why. I put the pillows between the bed and turned my back to it and put the duvet over my face before closing my eyes.

I didn't wait for Zayaan to come back before slipping into darkness because I was tired enough and also we had enough for a night.

All thanks to amma bi.

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