Chapter 21: Tyran
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*Tyran's POV*
I sighed as I looked at the clock in the car. It was 8 pm! I couldn't believe that the stupid student of mine ditched her detention. I spend 2 hours searching for that girl and found out that she already led the school. Because of her, I got 2 hours late to pick Jess from home.
Remembering Jess made my heart feel a lot better. I remembered the time when we were small and we used to watch the sunrise. Her smile that time always made me feel so much warmth in my heart. Then I remembered the sunrise that we watched the day after our marriage. I saw the same smile in her face again.
After finding the girl who I fell in love with 21 years ago and then discovering that I married the girl who I was in love with all those years . . . I was happy.
I didn't know if it was fate or destiny.
I tried forgetting her but I couldn't. 21 years of my life . . . every day, I prayed to Allah (S.W.T.) and hoped to meet Jess one day and right now, after 21 years later, she was back in my life again.
Alhamdullilah.
I couldn't express my happiness. I never thought that this is how one day we will meet and get married again. We even planned to live separately before marriage but now, after knowing she is my Jess, I didn't think I can bear having her away from me.
She meant the world to me.
I knew she wasn't ready for a relationship. I could sense the uneasiness about her when we talk about marriage. It was like almost she created a wall around her and didn't want to let her walls fall down. I wanted to find out more about her. I wanted to make her fall in love with me. But, I had to take the steps slowly. I didn't want to force her into something she didn't want.
But I was willing to wait.
Wait to make her fall for me.
Wait to have her in my life again, but not as a childhood friend or crush, but to have her in my life again as my wife.
I noticed that I reached home and I stopped the car in front of the house. I horned my car and noticed the door of the house opening.
Jess came out of the house, wearing a peach colour knee-length top. she wore rose red jeans with it and rose red hijab with it, making her look stunning.
She didn't make her look like a date night or a party, but rather she looked more casual and I loved that about her. She just looked at herself.
She came near the car and opened the seat door beside mine and took a seat in it.
"Assalamualikum Tyran," she smiled and then bit her lips. "Sorry. I mean, Ty."
I smiled at her and watched her closing the car door. "Walikum Assalam," I said.
She put on her seatbelt and looked at me. "So, where are you going?" she asked.
"Hm. . . you like Greek food?" I asked her.
Her eyes widened with excitement. "Of course!" she laughed.
I smiled. This was the laugh that I missed the whole day. I was so stressed the whole day and now when I saw her laughing, it felt like all the stress was draining away from me.
"Okay then, we are going to go to a Greek restaurant," I said as I began to drive.
I noticed how she was looking out the window. She would look at me once in a while but then would look down to her hands, without making any conversation.
Was she nervous?
I watched her for a few minutes until I decided to talk. "You seem nervous," I said.
She looked at me with her beautiful eyes and her cheeks had a hint of redness as she shuttered, "N--No! I am n--not ner--vous, silly Ty!"
I laughed at her reaction. She was definitely nervous.
She noticed me laughing and frowned. "It's not funny," she snorted. "I just never been outside this late with a guy."
I smiled. So, I was the first male who was this close to her? That's why she was nervous? I was glad though. I was glad that I was the first male who was this close to her. It just showed me how pure and innocent she was.
I looked at her and watched her still frowning. She looked adorable though. As much as I wanted to make her smile again, I was enjoying this adorable side of her.
I noticed that we already reached the restaurant so I parked the car in the back of the Greek restaurant.
Her eyes widened in shock as she noticed the restaurant. It was a huge fancy restaurant.
I took off my seat belt and she did the same.
"Ready for dinner?" I asked.
"You bet!" she laughed and then opened the car door and ran towards the restaurant.
I got out of the car and saw her, looking back at me. There was nobody in the parking lot and she looked so happy, jumping around in excitement.
I watched her and smiled. I couldn't express the happiness that I felt in my heart, watching her and having her back in my life. Those 21 years without her in my life was something that I never wanted to experience anymore. I was so glad that she came back to my life . . . and came to my life as my wife.
She noticed that I was still near the car and ran to me.
"Ty, um . . ."
I didn't let her finish. Instead, I leaned down to make our eye level the same and watched her looking at me with her beautiful eyes and red cheeks.
I put my arms around her waist and leaned my head on her neck. She felt so warm. So fragile. I didn't want to let go of her.
"Ty?" she asked.
"Hm...?" I inhale her fume, hugging her.
"Y-you are hugging me," she whispered.
It was almost as if she was nervous. But her voice was soft and sweet. I could sense that she wasn't feeling uncomfortable, rather she was just nervous to be this close to me.
"Ty . . .?"
"Yeah," I whispered near her ears. "I am hugging you. Just a bit. Just let me hold you for a few minutes, please."
She didn't say anything but I could feel body reacting. I could sense her legs weakening. I smiled and lowered my arms near her legs to hold them straight.
"Am . . . am I supposed to hug you too?" her voice was a whisper but this time, her voice was filled with more feelings and sweetness.
"What do you want?" I asked her.
She thought for a few moments and then threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly.
I smiled and kept holding her in my arms.
Just what would I do without her . . .
I smiled.
Thank you, Allah. Thank you for giving Jess back to my life.
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