Chapter-34C
Finally the saturday morning arrived with brilliant orange poured out of the sun and across the horizon. The sky was blood red.The furrowed clouds were every shade from palest pink to deep crimson. Dawn broke over the horizon, the brilliant orange egg yolk sun spilled across the clouds as far as the eye could see..
Father Dominique had awken in early morning.Finishing his morning routines father wore his shoes walked straight through the lawns infront of Cathedral.It was his daily habit.Morning walks always makes him a energetic even in these old ages.It was on the first days of May and the cold wasn't as bad as he thought it would be at six a.m.
Father stretched up his hand to the sky. "Under the sun we are all the same," he thought,and he let the soft amber glow of the sunrise pour through his fingers and onto his wrinkled but Serene face. The sun itself had barely risen and thecity had the subdued quiet of dawn. Only church sweepers and early morning workers hurried through the otherwise deserted pathways. Everyone of them was too busy to savour the persimmon sky or the rays that radiated from the golden orb as pretty as any fresco.Anyways they won't forget to greet father
"Good Morning Father"
"Morning..God bless you child" blessing them, Father casually made his way upto orphanage which is next to cathedral.It was also his another habit start a new day with a view of his children's innocent faces.
The outlines of the orphanage building are becoming clearer and even the leaveson the trees are looking more green than grey, dawn is here for sure.As father began to enter into building his eyes laid upon Roses and tulips garden infront of him.That flowers made him again to think about Jodha again.A beautiful memory when at when she was a small child.His mind reeled back to ten years
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"Why do you spend so much time in the garden, child?" Father curiously asked to that nine year old girl.
"I don't know. I just like flowers." She replied still caressing roses rising her beautiful doe like eyes
Actually Father Dominique never went in the garden. He didn't know why, exactly. It just didn't that important. There was always Cathedral to worry about, and commitments with orphanage;such things never seemed to leave him alone. He liked to look at it though, through the windows. It was pretty, with various types of flowers, his favourite being the white Lilly. But he never went in the garden. Not a lot of people did. It was mostly teachers, who needed to get away from the hundreds of students that they encountered during the day, or a couple meeting up between class changes or after school. Sometimes his brother Matthias would go in, and sometimes he even saw Tino and Berwald Once who were parish clerks of church.He even saw Orphanage children's Peter with Lilli, ripping a few flowers from the ground,bits of dirt falling from the roots, and handing it to her, to which she shook her head, refusing the 'gift', and smiled politely.Som one who were always plucking flowers as a cruel habit.
He stood in front of the window, just taking a second to look in. There was the usual couple, Alfred and Arthur, who never seemed to leave the garden. And there was Ivan, who was looking at the sunflowers, with a sad smile on his face. But there was a small girl, who he had never even seen before or didn't noticed.She was looking at the Roses, every so often caressing it's petals..smiling beautifully at them..talking with yellow roses..Squinting eyes with white roses..Blushing infront of red roses.!!!Father literally stunned by that scene.He had never a girl like her before.An angelic innocent face.Enchanting smile creating dimples on her rosy cheeks.Of course that girl was pretty..Only pretty ? Father paused his thoughts.Even he couldn't take his eyes from that cute girl.She is possessing a hypnotic attractiveness making each and every one mesmerized,including him.There is something special about this girl.Father couldn't help to thought
Suddenly then the bell rang, snapping back to reality.The cute small girl turned from the Roses.Father took a step away from the window, and turned to walk to class.He was also a teacher then
The next day he looked in the garden, the girl was there again, looking at the roses, doing the same thing as she did the day before. Arthur and Alfred were in there again as well, standing by the tulips. But he wasn't focused on Arthur and Alfred. He was focused on that small girl standing by the roses. He didn't know why he was so focused on her. It was just one girl, standing by the Roses. Maybe it was because he had never seen a girl like her before. He didn't know. But the girl had piqued his interest. He felt the urge to step inside and go talk to the girl. But he pushed the urge away. Still, he continued to stare at her who stood by the roses. And then the bell rang, making him jump. The girl turned from the tulips, and reached down to get her bag.He backed away from the window, and headed off for his next class.
The third day when he looked into the garden, he wasn't surprised to see the same girl standing there by the roses,talking with them as in the days before. He noted that the scarf the girl had worn was gone.Making her beautiful black hair flying around her by wind like a fairy tale small goddess.He glanced over at the entrance, and mentally slapped himself as he decided to step inside. The smell of all the different types of flowers hit him, making him pause. The colors of the flowers looked a bit different, a bit brighter than from outside the window. It looked much prettier, and he tried to hide the smile that soon formed. He took slow, tentative steps over to where the Red roses were planted, his focus on the girl sitting infront it,who was still writing in the notebook. He stopped in front of the roses so far from that girl not making her disturbed and bent down to get a better view. May flowers were falling on her hair making her giggling with divine aura.Roses were his national flower, he remembered. His mother had planted some in their own garden, and would often go outside and sit by them. After a few minutes of silence, the bell rang. He listened as the girl walked out, and after another minute of waiting, he walked out himself.
That was the first time he had ever gone into the garden.
The next day he hesitated, before stepping into the garden. Maybe this time he shouldn't go in. Maybe he should just stand outside the window, like he normally did. Soon though, he stepped inside, and made his way over to the Red roses. That girl was again over by the roses, the scarf wrapped around her neck like she had gotten used to.Her talking was gone though, her hands shoved into her pockets of frock. Her wyes were closed, and he could see her lips moving, but he heard nothing.Father tried to keep his focus on the roses, but he found himself staring at the girl from the corner of his eye. He wanted togo talk to her ,ask her what she was whispering about.But whenever she tried to move from the spot he was in, and walk over to her,he felt his stomach drop, and decided against it. But he still found himself wanting to talk to the girl. He didn't know why he was making it so hard for himself.Then the bell rang, and the girl quickly walked out, leaving Father himself in the garden, with only the flowers as company. He stood there, his mind and heart racing.A teacher stuck their head in, and told him he needed to go to his next class.He felt dizzy almost, as he left the garden.On the final day of the week, he walked into the garden, and straight to the girl who stood by the roses.She glanced over at him from the corner of her eye naughtily as he came,before quickly looking back to the . Father stopped, and stood beside her, and looked at the roses. He could feel the girl's gaze on him, and he forced himself from looking back. The roses, he noted, were pretty. The varied pinks,reds and yellows were nice. He could see why she liked them so much. They were nice to look at.But the tulips didn't save them from the silence, and one of them had to speak up.It was the girl who spoke first.She modesty bowed at him and said
"Good Evening Father" Her voice was so sweet..melodic and cute
"Evening child.What's your name Angel ?"
She smiled beautifully as though making weak "My name is Jodha ,father"
"Jodha ! Sweet name" Jodha blushed with her baby face.Father Dominique swallowed, and forced himself to speak.
"Why do you spend so much time in the garden?"He mentally slapped himself. It was rude.
"I don't know." Jodha said, her voice making him jump..
"I just like flowers." She replied innocently
"Why roses ?" asked father again with out holding his curiosity.
Because Roses are symbol of love..Annie Granny used to say A prince will come for me But unfortunately I don't know his name.So I thought I need to ask to my roses so they will disclose whereabouts of that princes.I,Am,waiting for him"
Father Dominique completely mesmerized by her answer.Her speech wa like a mature girl who knows about meaning of love.But at the same he couldn't help but smile realizing her purity.Father smiled at Jodha and she too.More silence followed, but neither of them broke it. The bell rang, saving them from the silence.Jodha hurried out, leaving Father to himself.Waving good byes to him.A small smile formed on his lips, and he walked out of the garden, the smile never leaving his face.He needed to go in the garden more often.From then Jodha became his most special and favorite child.Occasionally he got amazed by her extra intelligence,Unmatchable beauty as her age passing most importantly purity of her heart.That makes her special..Exquisite from others..
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Father wondered thinking that how that beautiful girl has now grown over the years and matured, which the is very proud of.She married the most richest young man in the world.Going to be a celebrity.He curiously pondered what will happen If Jodha find out real face of her husband.Father gladly chuckled and walked towards Jodha's room where he could find kids most probably.
As soon he stepped into Jodha's room his caught a most beautiful view of his entire life.Jalal and Jodha were still in that same position...with Jodha resting back at the sofa cushion and Jalal sleeping like a little tired baby in her lap, hiding his face into her belly.The first orange hued rays of sunrise kissed their faces .These soft rays that should have brought warmth to a new day only acted to solidify the reality of their loss.Father Dominique bug eyed by these divine couple.Their contentious beatific faces were glowing like second son.Their comely attractiveness made him looking at them continuously.He unknowingly wished with all his might that this scenery hasn't to be an end.Their heavenly pair created goosebumps all over his body..it was absolutely overwhelming and enticing unlike he had ever seen before
When sun rays reached Jodha's eyes she opened her eyes slowly and woke up all smiling.The next scene that came in front of her eyes delighted her even more.She saw her husband sill in the same position ...as he was before she closed her eyes.He didn't move even an inch.She slowly moved her face near his ear and blewed her warm breath on his handsome face,causing his hairs swing with it..Jodha raised her hand and put his long threads aside as they were covering his face partially...Jalal smiled in his sleep...though he was awake but didn't budge and tightened his grip on her bare waist,clunged into her by adjusting his head and continued sleeping like any innocent child will sleep in his mother's lap...Jodha shyly grinned making out his mischief...she slowly moved her lips near his ear and whispered lovingly.
"Hey naughty hubby I know very well that you are awaken.So don't play with your wife.It's morning ..Hmmm..Get up.."
"Please Jodha ..Where are you rushing into ! Jalal smooched her bare waist softly
"Ohhh.." Jodha hissed in pleasure "Jalal, what are doing ? This is not our bedroom.I know you want some other things from mine than sleep,aren't you ?"
"What is that..?" Jalal innocently asked
"Oh..So naive my hubby".Jodha punched his chest softly making a puppy face and put her hand on his neck for trying to get up from him...
Father Dominique was hiding behind wall all these time letting them romance.When Jodha about to get up he came infront of them.Seeing father Jalal and Jodha became numb for sometime...not getting what to do...jalal was all lost while jodha started panicking..
"Go...Goo...Good Morning Father" Jodha's words splutterd by nervousness..
"Very Good Morning" remarked father making both of them flushed again.While Jalal was trying to adjust his hairs as they were all distorted by Jodha's caresses in last night.When he noticed Jodha who was way too nervous and her hands were already shaking because of it.He also observed that her Saree was slightly misplaced.As he gave a signal through eyes to her ,She immediately composed herself.
On other hand Father was really chuckling in his mind seeing their nervousness.For not making them more awkward he diverted topic by triggering a question
"So Both of you sleep well ?"
Jodha completely turned crimson hearing his question.She couldn't meet her eyes with his.She couldn't control her blush.Now Jodha was officially the reddest she had ever been in her life. In the history of time, no one had ever been as embarrassed as she currently was. She could swear that steam was coming out of her ears from how hot her cheeks felt.
.For escaping from there Jodha hurriedly made an excuse and ran away from there in a flick of second leaving Jalal alone..making father chuckled.Jalal never felt this much shyness before infact.So as he tried to make an excuse Father stopped him.
"Son I want to discuss some important things with you " Hearing this Jalal relieved a bit made his face serious replied
"Tel me Father, what's that ?"
Father Dominique breathed himself and started "First of all I would like to say I am feeling so glad Both of you together.And most importantly you did a great thing through marrying her.You gave a new life to her.So Good Lord is always with you"
"No Father.Jodha was my destiny.She is the most precious thing, that ever came into my life.Frankly It's should be me who need to show gratitude to you because of sending Jodha into my life.She changed my life in a whole manner.Filled love in my life.I felt so blessed being her husband"
Father pleasingly looked at him and asked "So She don't know anything about your real identity even now ?"
"No Father " Jalal responded whole heartedly..
"But Son,Why are you hiding it ? You have knowledge about that your money won't make any difference in her love"
Jalal nodded his head "I know that Father..I know that.Jodha loves me unconditionally.Her love is pure.No one can ever loves me like her and None one has ever stood up for me like she did whether it was my happiness or sorrow .Only that Almighty know Father how badly I wanted to tell everything to her,I strong feelings it is not the right time for that.I don't reveal my self because I wanted that she make her own recognition infront of society" Jalal signed heavily while Father was hearing his clarification curiously.Jalal continued...
"If I had married her infront of public before.They won't treat her with respect instead will shower sympathy on her.Creating head lines 'Multi Billionaire married an orphan girl' I don't wish for that Father.But If Jodha become Ms World, Medias will celebrate our realion as a marriage between two celebrities.They will surely create a buzz saying that I married Jodha because I fall for her beauty.Thus Her reputation in society will increase".
His answer made father extremely joy.He placed his one hand on Jalal's shoulder and praised him "This is why you deserve her.I feel so proud about your decision.It's wise and essential too"
Jalal felt relieved a bit by Father's encouragement.He added one more thing into their conversation "More than anything father,Jodha hasn't been as lucky as I am to have everything..a family,fame,position,money all,..so I want that for her"
Father Dominique felt like he got peace after an age.he had been always worried about Jodha's future.Once he gets over his denial that his baby girl Jodha is all grown up beautiful, She is such a beauty that even God can't take his eyes from her.Father was so overprotective about her and wants to protect his child from being exploited.
Of course there would always be trouble. Her being the most gorgeous girl would mean men always made an effort to flirt with her. And he had to be the protective father and bodyguard at the same time.Because of it was Jodha who was main singer of church's choir all the men had laid their evil eyes on her.Knowing she is orphan incident their confidence to certain level that they can achieve her easily.Mean time Jodha's fragile, she's weak. Can easily shatter into pieces. Yet she's strong in her own unique ways.She has always feared about strangers who were always trying behave with her in a bad way.It was the moment Father wished,he didn't want his little girl to grow up. He even would keep every guy away from her, even with just a simple glare, and he knew what to do if the boys didn't heed his warning. The town boys were very very interested in Jodha as she become more attractive as she ripened towards her adolescence.much to her father's annoyance.Fatherwas still troubled about her daughter's future until Jalal came.When she joined in college for higher studies.He didn't knew what to do ? How to keep her safe ? More than tha he was aware of that what college boys at that age is capable of when they saw a beautiful girl, like his daughter Jodha.
"Oh it was a tough time.But it is all over now" Father breathed in relief
But now it is seemed to be he need not be worried about her anymore.Jodha is in Jalal's safe hands now.He could clear away her pain of loneliness and fill up the empty spaces with love.
Their talks took a long..Both of them discussed a lot of things, mostly about Jodha..About his future plans.Father really impressed with Jalal comprehending how wisely and thoughtfully he planning everything.
After a while later, the time reached for Jalal and Jodha to leave.After talking things over with Father Dominique and kids and receiving their blessing and tearful goodbyes,Jalal and Jodha made their way upto their SUV...While saying bid adieu to them Jodha was so emotional.Father had blessed her well being in Competition.He also expressed his belief as a benediction, she will become Miss World.Other hand before setting out for journey they had to console their children who were weeping constantly.As they approached them kids ran towards and hugged them by all around.Jodha sat on her knees..hugged Robin and Emma tightly allowing all other kids fell over her with a crying face
"Goodbye, my loves" she murmured as a bittersweet smile spread across her face. "We'll all be together again soon..I promise." Clasping Rose's hand gently, she took a deep breath and quietly made her way out of orphanage with Jalal who once aging warmly eembraced his little ones.
The entire Orphanage family was in tears...
It was the day Jodha has to leave for her Miss Switzerland Competition leaving her husband and their children left all alone.They were all conscious about the truth that their Jodha had wed a handsome Indian gentleman by the name of Sachin, who happily welcomed her into his life with open arms.. They we're all so grateful for that infact, and the same was also standing by his wife to bid her family goodbye.
Anyways, there was their lovable child, standing right in front of them only instead of her hair in two short pigtails and wearing a pink top and frocks as she did as a young girl, Jodha wore a beautiful ball gown and her shiny hair was curled all the way to her roots
The image of that little girl was enough to make Patron Elsa sob tremendously as she took Jodha in her arms and hugged her tightly."
We couldn't give enough of you my girl" Elsa cried say that"
Aw, Patron, don't cry please," her daughter pleaded, beginning to tear up as well as she squeezed back."I-I'm sorry,my girl. I'm just g-going to m-miss having you around," Elsa said, pulling away and wiping her eyes with a tissue Jalal handed her.
Sister Jesse, youngest sister of Cathedral who's Jodha's companion was standing beside Elsa, was the next to sob loudly. For as long as she could remember, Jodha had been there for tough times in this cathedral and stuck up for her when she was being bullied by jerks once who thought they knew everything. The two hardly ever argued over anything or fought each other.during their life so they had always maintained a great sisterhood. Now, seeing Jodha go, for Madeline, was the most heart wrenching thing that had ever happened to her. She went up and hugged her younger sister dearly.
"I'm gonna miss you, Jo" Jessie said, tears flowing down her rosy cheeks and on to Jodha's bare shoulders.
"Thanks for everything you've ever done for me."Jodha hugged her back, a bit harder knowing that this was the only friend she ever had and that she wouldn't be in touch with her everyday like she used too. Become one of her competition criteria was she can't contact anyone unless in case of any emergency.Because each one of beauty pageant would wield full concentration on upcoming events. Authorities didn't wanted that their candidates disturbed or influenced by any personal matters in one or another way..So it looked almost impossible for Jodha to keep in touch with anyone by phone.Jodha was really so much upset about that..
"Oh...Sister, I'll miss you like crazy," Jodha told to Sister Jesse, releasing her grip.
"And Sachin Brude ! Rose asked sadly looking over at Jodha.
"Take care of her for me, please Sachin Brude." she request innocently. Even though she didn't make out what's the their Jodha take parting with.She was wise that understanding Jodha going to leave all for a while. And that's why everyone crying...
"I definitely will," Jalal said, sitting on his knees and wrapping his arm around his little Rose's waist as she cried into his shoulder.Jodha smiled composing herself not letting her tears brake up, but then turned to face her father, Father Dominique who was trying to keep in his desperate cries for his daughter to stay and be little forever. He knew that this day would come for her to grow up and move away ...make her own destiny without anyone's help.But why did it have to come so soon?
"Oh my precious child, where has the time gone?" Father asked as he bear hugged his daughter, a single tear rolling down his cheek.
"I don't know, Father, but I hope we made the best of it," Jodha said,consoling him and closing her eyes,which had more and more salty tears falling from her eyes. Father nodded in agreement and pulled away to get one final look at his not-so-little Jodha. He then turned to Jalal, who gulped nervously.
"Son," Father started, putting a hand on his shoulder, "I know you'll be good to her and love her till eternity. And if there are any problems with Jodha's housing issues always feel free to come and said it to me.Don't ever forget. After marrying Jodha you are no stranger to us anymore,we are a family now.
With that, he hugged him and added one thing more"I also expect some grandchildren in the future, you two," Father said with a wink.Patron hit his arm as Jesse laughed at them who were blushing."
"Thank you, Father. I really do feel like a part of the family," Jalal said shyly.All of them nodded as they walked the two to their car, which would take them to Jodha's competition building.
"We love you, Jodha, so so so much," Everyone told to her as Jodha and Jalal took their seats in the passenger and driver seats."I love you all, too" With final kisses goodbye to her family, Jalal started the car and drove off while his sobbing wife leaned out the window and waved frantically to her wonderful family
.~LATER~
Jalal pulled over and put the car into park. His hands gripped the wheel with white-knuckled force, his throat working. The steady patter of rain softened, leaving them alone with their painful truth"You don't have to tell me Jalal" she whispered, unbuckling her seat belt and reaching out to him.She touched his face with fingertips damp with her tears.His nostrils flared on a sharply indrawn breath.
Jodha pulled his hand away from the wheel so she could sit on his lap and caressing his reddened cheecks with holding him.His grip on her was excruciatingly tight, but she didn't complain.They were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of them cared. Jalal was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears. The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground.
Holding Jalal's head in her hands, Jodha pressed her wet face to his as though consoling him "Hush, baby. I understand. I know how that feels,You need not act infront of me.Your Jodha is always with you.Anyway it's a matter of just few days.I will surely come back to my love.. I love you a lot hubby"
As she said that Jalal gazed her eyes with love filled eyes.His eyes were huge and dark in his pale face.She pressed her lips gently to his, tasting her tears
Jalal's hands were in her's hair, holding her in place as he sucked her tempting lips with desperate kisses. "Don't leave me Jodha."
"Leave you? I'm going to marry you infront of whole universe."
He inhaled sharply. Then he pulled her closer, his hands careless and rough as they slid over her waist. Impatient rapping against the window made them jerk in surprise. A cop in rain gear and safety vest looked at us through the untinted front window, scowling at them from beneath the brim of her hat.
"You've got thirty seconds to move on or I'll cite you both for public indecency."
Embarrassed, Jodha's face was flaming, Making out her awkward position she climbed back into her seat, sprawling in an ungraceful tumble.Jalal waited until she had her seat belt on, then put the car in drive, tapped his brow in a salute to the officer, and pulled back out into traffic.
He reached for her hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed her fingertips. "I love you Jodha" she fozed,her heart was pounding.Linking their fingers together, he set them on his thigh. The wind shield wipers slid from side to side, their rhythmic tempo mocking the racing of their pulse.Swallowing hard, Jodha whispered,
"Say that again."
Jodha slowed at a light. Turning his head, he looked at her. He looked weary, as if all his usual pulsing energy had been expended and he was running on fumes. But his eyes were warm and bright, the curve of his mouth loving and hopeful.
"I love you. Still not the right word, but I know you want to hear it."
"I need to hear it, Always.. till eternity" she agreed softly.The light changed and he drove on.
"People get over love They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me,Jodha. I won't survive without you, Jodha." Meanwhile Jodha's breath caught at the look on his face when he glanced at her
"I'm obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything I've ever wanted or needed, everything I've ever dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you."she placed her other hand over their joined ones,said.
"There's so much out there for you darling, You just don't know it yet." Jalal's face muscels wrinkled in response. By shooking his heard he answered back
"I don't need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you're in it." Jalal turned the corner and pulled up in front of the Crossfire behind the Bentley.He killed the engine, released his seat belt, and took a deep breath repeated again with a passion
"Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn't before. I have a place now, with you"Jalal himself suddenly understood why he'd worked so hard, why he was so insanely successful at such a young age. He'd been driven to find his place in the world, to be more than an outsider. His fingertips brushed across Jodha's cheek.Jodha gave him a beautiful teary smile.She is going to miss that touch so much.Her heart bled at feeling it again.Jodha pushed back into the seat, feeling physically ill.She barely paid attention to where they were headed, her only thought being that she needed to explain.She needed to tell Jalal that she loves him, that she could never leave him because he owns her everything, that he was the only man she wanted, the only man who set her blood on fire.
Eventually, the car slowed and Jodha looked out, realizing they'd reached to the amphitheater Building.. Her destination. As she peered out the window, searching for any familiar faces
"When are you coming back to me?" Jalal asked to her softly.
"As soon as I can." Jodha replied in desperation.Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to hers
"Wait"
"All this time you've been looking for a way to make me leave," she said, clearly trying to tease him, but sounding more sad than anything else.
"But don't worry. I assure you're not getting rid of me this easily." She looked deeply into his eyes, as if to make sure he really saw the truth of what she was saying to him
"I''ll come back to you,handsome" she sweetly pecked on his both cheecks. While Jalr kissed her then, long and sweet and soft, before saying all the things he should already have said to her a thousand times over.
"I've never had food as good as what you make,I don't want to eat from anyone's hands but you. I have never loved anyone more than I love you."
"Oh my Jalal." Her face finally crumbled, her beautiful lips wobbling, tears running down her cheeks.
"It would be so much easier if you'd just be cranky and bossy right now."
God, the hardest thing he'd ever done in his life was giving up what he wanted so that the woman he loved could get what she needed.Jodha sniffled, nodded, hugged him close and held on tight slipped out from car rolling her suitcase. They hugged each other once more.This time Jodha was so weak.She couldn't control her tears. She rained a shower of kisses on his face and commanded authentically"
"While l'm go, want to take care of yourself.I am warning you hubby,don't play with your health even if you are busy Hmm.Don't be hungry and eat well..." She instructed to him with hiccups as though she was his mother and pulled back, her eyes were teary but filled with the resolve and determination that he'd seen on her dainty face every time he'd challenged her"
"Don't worry about me." answered Jalal
She shook her head. "You're too good at hiding your problems.That's what worries me."
Jalal buzzed on her forehead and suggested "I think it's better for you to go. Your reporting time is 10:00am, look now time is 9:55"
You're right. I do have to go." She tilted her head back enough that she could look up into his eyes, pecked his lips once again and declared
"I love you Jalal"
"Love you too my jaan" Jodha smiled and walked into entrance hall of that Big Building., waving her hand "Bye,honey" Jalal gazed her unblinkingly till he couldn't get her vision.He stood there like that all alone and walked away for a while later
On the other hand Jodha had just send him a message before handing her mobile over to officials."I love you my baby, I love you..I love you..I love you...muaaa"In the parking lot, the beeping of the mobile and the message lilted Jalal's happiness. He loved his ethereal beautiful wife. She was the soul of his happiness, the joy of his being.
Edited by Swissgerman - 10 years ago
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