He had pursued her unrelentlessly. From the moment he spotted her in the skimpy skin-tight pink dress at a West Hollywood bar a year ago, he knew it was she who he wanted to lay claim on.
She would be the one he would mold into a perfect Muslimah, a pious wife and a devoted mother. She would be the one he would subdue and change forever. In a way, he almost felt bad for her, because she had no idea how her life would change forever. He stared at her from across the bar, his eyes fixed to her every movement — like a tiger watching his kill.
Maybe it was her delicate looking jawline, or maybe it was her slender collar bones, like those drawn on by the most skilled artist. Or maybe it was her swan like movements and demure nature, and then it hit him…. for a brief moment their eyes locked. Her eyes were intoxicating, filled with exhilarating depth he was able to recognize. They were filled with pain, indirection and the yearning to be given the opportunity to be allowed to fulfill her true purpose as a subservient wife and loving mother. She was a special woman and it was she he would convert. He felt protective over her, jealous, angry even…. she didn’t belong in this place.
He was a Muslim warrior, he grew up too fast after his father and mother were killed in a bomb blast in front of him. He had to bear more burdens than a guy his age should’ve. He had worked hard for his reputation and status. He was a well known figure in the Islamic community and gave charity and donations to local mosques, Islamic centers and fitness gyms. Everyone knew him, the guys at the butcheries to the brothers at the car dealerships. His Muslim brothers would drop anyone that wronged him. He always got what he wanted. And today he knew what he wanted.
He confidently put his virgin drink down as he smiled and walked across the floor towards her thinking ……in a year from today, her entire personality, viewpoints, perspective — to her very religion and first/ last name would change.
His buddies picked him up on their shoulders as everyone vehemently fired AK-47s into the night sky shouting and howling in celebration, he was a married man today. The night had drawn to a close and his friends whistled him towards the house where his hard earned prize waited…ready to be claimed, body and soul.
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