Chapter 113

"Aren't you even nervous about this, Amrah? I mean look how excited you look, you're not even anxious that your life would completely change in just a short period of time. Marriage isn't entirely what you think." Amrah shrugged her shoulders off and stood up. "Nervous? Do you know how long I've been praying for this? Hehe, nervous my butt. I cannot wait to get married, believe me. I'm not nervous, not one bit. You should even see the look on his face. He's more excited than I am. a perfect match for me." Dalia shook her head in disbelief. "Go take a shower, I've already made breakfast. Oh and your husband said he has left for work." She hurried on with a blush. A short while later, dalia came down stairs and met Amrah in the living room waiting for her. After she had her breakfast, she joined her in the living room and they continued conversing about Yusuf till it was Zuhr prayer time. ** Muhsin gently cupped her cheeks and kissed her sweetly on the forehead, eyes, nose and cheeks. His lips lingered on her lips as he emotionally declared his love for her. "How is it possible that I love you more today than yesterday? I'm sure tomorrow, I would love you even more." Dalia rolled her eyes and giggled at his corny words. "It still won't clear the fact that you didn't tell me your cousin was interested in Amrah, mmhmm?" She raised a brow, staring up at him. "But I apologized to you and I wanted the girl to tell you herself." He reasoned out. "Yes I am still angry." She pocked his nose and pulled it before freeing herself from his hold. "C'mon it's been more than a week now, when will you forget this?" He followed her into the kitchen. She raised her shoulders in a shrug and continued checking for only God knows what in the fridge. "You've had enough chocolates, I took them all." She closed the fridge, fixing her gaze on him. "But... why would you do that to me, I mean to the baby? You want me to pass out? Touch, touch the baby, he's moving." She place his hand on her baby bump. "He's the one that needs the chocolate not me." She batted her lashes at him. He chuckled softly and shook his head. "You're such a bad liar. And I am afraid you might get a sweet tooth if you keep taking chocolates nonstop. And who told you it's a he?" He asked curiously. "Trust me, I know it's a boy. Already moving this much while at six months? Definitely a boy. Now where's the chocolate?" She implored, cupping his cheeks in her palms. He raised his shoulder's like she did earlier before exiting the kitchen. She followed him out, swiftly, saying sweet nothings to him before throwing a fit of tantrum when he didn't buy her sweet words. "One bar, just one," he concluded bringing out of the chocolates he hid in the veggie crisper which he knew she would never check. He packed the rest of the chocolate afterwards and left with it. Weeks later, after Dalia has gotten her passport ready, they prepare for their vacation to Bora Bora. Dalia visited her mother when Amrah was returning before they finally left for their vacation. After finally arriving at the airport, she finds herself on a plane with her husband. Just then, the pilot announces the plane's descends. Holding his hand, she closed her eyes and relaxed for the plane to take off. Hours later, after a tiring long flight, they finally arrived at their destination. They claimed their suitcases and haled a cab to the hotel she heard him mention. After one car ride, she steps out onto the ground of Bora Bora. She inhaled, gently rubbing her belly. There was an explosion in her brain... the good sort... the type that carries more possibilities than she could be conscious of. She could feel it, something great and wonderful awaits her. "Pinch me, I want make sure I'm not dreaming because this feels so unreal." She beamed from ear to ear as she shined her eyes around the island. He throws his head back, letting out a hearty laugh before clasping their hands together. "Wait till you see our suite, I've got something there for you." They step foot into the most luxurious hotel in the entire island as the porters help with their suitcases. After checking in their suite, dalia wandered across the room and collapsed onto the bed, sighing happily as she sink into the soft mattress. She opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling. She sits up right, staring at him as he arranged their suitcase in a corner. "Come join me, this bed is so soft. And the room..." She allowed the word to hang while she took a second glance at the enormous suite he booked for them. "Wait till you see this," he muttered, walking towards the curtains. He opened it, revealing the entire hotel beach. Crossing, the room she joined him by the large window to appreciate the view. "This was the reason why we had to delay our vacation for another week, well for you to finish your exams as well and also get this suite with this beautiful view at the same time....." He paused, sighing. "I hope you like it." She avert her gaze from him to the beautiful view staring back at her. "Like it? I love it! First a new house, then my fantasy vacation coming true. This is more than I expected. I love you, I love you now and forever and I mean it." She leaned in and gave muhsin a tender peck on the lips. He returned the kiss, then pulls away smiling. "Not only do your words make me smile, it's always how beautiful you are." She loops her arms around his neck as she giggled at his cheek words. "I smile everyday because of you, I can't imagine not having you," she whispered and tip on her toes to kiss him again. "Together. Here we stand, here we are with all our wounds and battle scars. From all the storms and all the wars we've weathered together. We had no way of knowing when we started way back there and then. How the road would twist and turn and bend, we just knew we belonged together. And if it wasn't for Allah's mercy and His grace, there's no way we would be standing in this place. But because he has been faithful every step along the way, here we are together. I am so happy that I found you and you're mine, mine forever." He wrapped his arms around her. His embrace was warm, and his big, strong arms seemed very protective when wrapped around her frail body. The world melted away as she squeezed him back, not wanting the moment to come to an end. "Promise me," she whispered in his chest. He let lose of her and cupped her cheeks. "I promise you but I can't promise you that dark clouds will never hover over our lives or that the future will bring us many rainbows. I can't promise you that tomorrow will be perfect or that life will be easy. I can promise you my everlasting devotion, my loyalty, my respect, and my unconditional love for a lifetime. I can promise that I'll always be here for you, to listen and to hold your hand, and I will always do my best to make you happy, and make you feel loved. I can promise you that I'll see you through any crisis, and pray with you, dream with you, build with you, and always cheer you on and encourage you. I can promise you that I'll willingly be your protector, your advisor, your consoler, your best friend, your family, your everything, I promise you."