Chapter 84

" okay now I think I made a huge mistake in marrying you Tyler. Why the hell did you bring a dog in here?, you know how much I dislike dogs and you brought one here and it popped all over my favourite carpet" lately all I did was throw tantrums at Tyler for no reason in particular.

It was probably the baby in me that caused it.

" But you love dogs!, I thought it was going to cheer you up" My poor husband was trying to defend himself. Pregnancy wasn't easy honestly. One minute I was so mad and the next, I was crying.

" why don't you just let me complain?" I whined and threw myself on the comfy bed in our room. I was three weeks pregnant and it's been approximately seven months since we luckily put Pa Alejo and Miss Hae Soo in prison. Faryah and Khalid were in Rabat now and here I was, travelling the world during holidays with my husband Tyler. The asshole reverted for my sake. I remember clearly how I helped him say the Shahadah, he kept on stammering and stammering but the fact that he wanted to leave his past behind him pushed him to say it properly and become a good Muslim. We were both striving and helping each other out.

We honestly wanted to put the cartel life behind us but when Tyler began searching for jobs so he could provide for the family we were building, our plans changed.

Both I and Tyler are now working for the FBI as undercover agents. You can call us spies. We were skilled and we were more than happy we got the job because their pay is hefty.

I was on leave but Tyler was still on. We thought we were going to be putting our baby in danger but then we had no traces as spies or whatsoever. Our tracks were clean and to cover our identities up, in the real world I owned a photo gallery and Tyler owned a car repair shop. We based in Michigan but we still travelled around the world for site seeing and for me to take really cool pictures with the camera sir Khalid got me.

I got married to Tyler a month ago. We had a simple Nikkah with Khalid and Faryah as our witnesses. All this happened after Tyler converted and we got the job as spies.

We were living comfortably and all I could honestly say was Alhamdulillah. I am more than sure that my Abbah was going to be proud of me if he was still alive. I got the freedom I wanted from Pa Alejo and every one was happy. What more could I ask for?

I was more than content with what I had.

" Hey stop nagging me all the time. You're hurting my feelings" Tyler said with a pout as he pulled me up from where I laid. " But Noorie" That was my Islamic name for him. Noor Habibi. " It's not my fault" I added and watched him look at me with his beautiful flawed eyes. I wanted my baby to look like its father honestly. I couldn't get enough of his handsome face.

" I know and don't worry I love you so much" He kissed my forehead and my emotions went over the place. I was happy and sad about the dog poop at the same time. " Get off of me and go clean the dog poop" I growled and pushed him away from me. " oh come on Zarah"

" what?" I sent daggers towards him with my eyes and watched him shiver in fear. " I'll clean the dog poop" He muttered with puppy eyes and walked out of our room in the small but comfortable house we bought for our stay in the beautiful city of Doha. We weren't spending much even though we had a lot to spend. We were planning to split our salaries each month into to three parts. One side for charity, the other for savings and the rest for our needs.

Simple life!

This was the life I, Zarah bint walid always wished for. Away from trouble and stress. I dreamed about it so that made me walk towards it, all with Allah's help.