CHAPTER TWO
Family Breakfast

HER EYES fluttered open closing it right back due to the brightness of the room. Letting out a low groan not feeling like waking up but knowing she had to, halima reopened them letting her eyes adjust to the light. Moving around, she lifts her head off Khalifa's chest staring at his sleeping face that looked peaceful.

She smiled sitting up kissing all over his face pecking his lips last making him shift a bit before fluttering his eyes open. He stared at her with low eyes licking his lips placing his hands on her hips pulling her onto his lap ao she was straddling him.

"Were you trying to start something or what?" He smirked knowing his wife way too well. She was a tease but denies it hours after acting like she had never done anything like that before letting him know she was shy so he never pushed her unless he wanted to tease her, that he enjoyed.

"Nah, just thought it was the best way to wake you up." She shrugged her shoulder lazily getting off his lap walking to the bathroom to do her hygiene and brush her teeth not wanting him to take a whiff of her morning breath. Halima was very careful of things like this when growing up that was at the top of the list and became apart of her.

"I don't mind you doing that tomorrow." He called out from the bedroom making her laugh shaking her head at his silly behaviour applying some toothpaste on her brush getting to work. She finshed letting herself out of the bathroom to find Khalifa his phone in hand backing the headboard.

He averted his gaze from his phone to Halima licking his lips placing his phone on the nightstand his eyes on her the whole time. He quirked a brow with a sly smirk playing on his lips whilst she gave him a blank stare knowing there was anything but good thoughts running through his mind right now.

"I know what you're thinking but I have work so no." She shook her head side to side leaving him to go check on her daughter and fix them something to eat. She cracked the door open to see Iman deep asleep.

Walking over to her side of the bed, halima lifted the covers off her starting to tickle her causing her to shoot up laughing blowing her cover. She was acting like she was asleep but slipped when she blinked. "So you were acting like you were asleep?" She laughed wrapping her arms around her kissing the top of her head.

Khalifa sat on the chair in the living room with his legs spread out because his joints were starting to hurt mainly his height being the cause. His head was buried in his phone checking his arrangements for his trip when halima and Iman walked into the living room making him look up averting his gaze from his phone to his preppy daughter who seemed to have showered already.

He licked his lips grinning at her peppiness spreading his arms out for a hug as she skipped happily into his embrace while halima smiled at their interaction walking over to the kitchen bringing out a few eggs to make a French toast.

Iman pouted when she was infromed about the new information about her father going on a trip. "When are you coming back? Why can't we go together?" She asked question after question as he pulled her onto his lap.

He scratched his beard with his index finger trying to find the right words to say. "It is just going to be for a week tops and I'll be back okay? Appa needs to go to work and it is important. Mummy will be around." He tried convincing her but failed to do the job when her lips started quivering letting him know she was going to cry any minute from now.

He sighed wrapping his arms around her after his weak attempt of making her feel better. He pulled away placing his hands on her tiny shoulders holding eye contact with the teary eyed eyes he hated to see. "I'll be back and we could go whereever you want. Even if it's to eat those honey popcorn you want. Anything." Her eyes instantly lit up at the sound of honey popcorn that she loved with a passion.

She grinned from ear to ear placing her tiny hands on both his cheeks pecking his cheek pulling away with a wide smile. Khalifa reached out wiping her tears with his thumbs pecking her forehead repeatedly making her giggle.

"Food's ready." Halima called out interrupting their moment. Khalifa averted his gaze to his wife looking as beautiful as always. Her skin seemed to have gotten fairer leaving her beauty marks become more evident. Her eyebags were still there but just not as visible as it was before. He took his time to admire his wife not being able to remember the last time he got to do that.

Iman was quick to jump out of his embrace rushing to the kitchen from the mention of "food". Halima looked over to Khalifa whose gaze seemed to be trained on her causing her to smile looking down at her plate then back at him.

"Food is ready. You can admire me later on." Halima teased a sly smirk playing on her glossed lips causing him to raise both his eyebrows mirroring her expression. He wasn't embarassed in any way she caught him looking, but her comment amused him. She was cocky but he didn't find it unattractive in any way, she set her own tone. He liked it.

He slipped on his slides walking over to the kitchen where Iman was sitting on one of the stools happily eating her banana pancakes. He came behind halima who was rinsing the items she used wrapping his arms around her waist placing his chin on her shoulder looking down at the dish she was washing like it was something to watch.

"What are you doing over there?" He asked acting like he wasn't watching what she was doing. Halima could only smile at his behaviour twisting her lips to the side appearing to be in thought.

"I think I'm washing the plates." She replied making him tilt his head to the side appearing confused.

"Why don't you use the dishwasher then?" He questioned genuinely confused. There was a machine made for that so why was she doing it manually?

"I feel like it is hard to be honest. Like for example, I have to scrape them then arrange them in the dishwasher then get them out of the dishwasher again to rearrange them. That's too much." She explained craning her head to look at Khalifa who seemed to take in what she said nodding in agreement.

Halima puckered her lips as Khalifa pecked her lips repeatedly, and soon got heated when he tried to slip his tongue in her mouth but was quick to pull away letting out a soft laugh.

"The only thing that saved you is our daughter sitting right there." He looked behind him at Iman who was happily eating her food then back at her. Halima rolled her eyes drying her hands with a paper towel turning to him.

"Of course. I said it. It always makes sense." She joked as they seated themselves down busying themselves with the excellent meal that was served in front of them.

Song : Pressa ft Coi Leray - Attachments