Chapter 26
~zafaar~
I move in closer to her as we watch the flowers fall off the trees, i gently grab her hand kissing it before taking a walk through the garden. She looked like an angel with the beautiful lace dress I bought her. Her face glowed with a radiant smile, and my eyes were trapped in hers.
For lunch, we had a fully-fledged traditional Japanese meal, the halal (permitted)version of course before going for a ride on Nuras motorcycle, as I watched her look worry free, with her arms gently wrapped around my waist, with the sounds of our laughter filling the streets of Japan.
"Where do you want to go next?" I asked closing the cap for the gas tank
" umm, the firework show?" She said leaning against the bike, " we can have a midnight picnic."
" Sounds great."
We prepared some food for the picnic before heading out.
She wanted to invite the rest of the group but I insisted on a little alone time.
At midnight we star gazed before watching the sky light up with the firework show, Nura fell asleep on my shoulder after the first show, I could imagine how exhausting it must have been to do normal stuff with a heavy cast weighing your foot down. She looked her prettiest when she was asleep...
I brushed her hair out of her face watching her peacefully. it felt good having her treat me differently for once.
I wish I had her here on my shoulder every day, I wanted to see her smile the way she did today, I wanted to feed her and tease her like they was nothing better to do, i wanted her to wrap her arms around me as I took her around a foreign city watching the lights, I wanted to travel the world with her, I wanted to wake up next to her, I wanted to be able to wrap my arms around her as she cooked for me, as we watched our kids circle around us…I wanted to surprise her with roses whenever she felt sad, but I had to hold back, for she is mine,
But not yet…
She woke up a while after the second show began, I noticed how embarrassed she was as she quickly pushed herself up.
" I'm so sorry for drooling all over your favorite shirt," she said anxiously grabbing a tissue
I smiled laughing a little, grabbing her hand, removing the tissue she picked up " I don't mind," I say placing her head back onto my shoulder as I continued gazing at the sky.
I leave next week Monday, the saddest part being that I won’t be able to take care of her when she was in the pain she’s currently facing.
I hated the fact that she had one meal a day when I wasn’t around, and that the flesh of her bones would be removed from time to time. All for a title…i hated how she would hide her pain and only share her happiness. The next day I began packing my stuff, remembering that I only had clothing. Nura had class till late so, I couldn’t meet up with her until she was done. I planed a romantic dinner, feeling confident about everything going as planned. a proper goodbye, knowing that we might not see each other until next year.
After arranging everything I grabbed the box I wanted to give her and rushed over to the dojo with her motorcycle.
I waited outside until sunset, listening to the class's warrior cries. Class ended and everyone began leaving. I walked in once everyone was gone and saw Mutaq holding onto the woman I deeply cared for. He looked at me before giving Nura her crutches. I walked in grabbing Mutaq by the collar, he stood there glaring at me.
Nura tried coming in between us but was immediately pushed aside.
" what's your problem?" I say tightening my grip.
He pushed me off him and walked towards Nura helping her up. I then punched him on his face...before dusting myself off.
He stood silently touching the wound on his face before leaving the both of us...
I then left as well without Nura, I drove off on the motorcycle, I couldn’t understand why was she not listening to me about Mutaq…why was she so close to him.
After riding around the city and filling the bike with gas I rushed over to her dorm.
“ you looked cozy today...” I say standing at her door.
In the past, it would have been funny but at that moment I felt second best.
“ Nura, ” I say taking a deep breath in, “ This isn’t working out.”
I slide the box I wanted to give to her under her rug, “ maybe after these three years we'll see who you choose. I’m setting you free,” I say trying to leave
She grabbed my arm with all of her strength, trying to get me to listen to her, but I gently slide her hand away…I let go of the woman I was willing to give the world to.
I cried, yes…men cry too. It was the first time that I had cried in my entire life. Even if it was a tear or two, I felt broken and worthless. Nura was the only woman I loved and wanted to spend the rest of my life with, the only woman I was willing to give my heart to, I do not blame her for not feeling the same way, the heart will love who it wants.
I sat at the mountain where we met the first time I came to Japan, those comforting memories we had together suddenly became painful. My heart ached. My hands were trembling, I felt weak and restless, and guilty. I knew she'd run to me telling me that it was a misunderstanding, that he was just a brother to her, but I couldn’t stand it anymore…if we're meant to be, nothing will come in between us, but if we're not…it's for the best.