Thought it was Khayr✅

Chapter 21: I love you, Square One

'when it's you I can't say no,
Baby give me love'

Khayr's POV

..... "Yes I do!

I do!

I love you.

I married you because I love you!"

I gawked at Sul stupidly, muted by his sudden loud confession. I searched his eyes for any trace of deciet. I found none. He looked really serious. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and slowly find my way back on the bed. I sat.

The atmosphere was already tensed up. If not that the timing wasn't right and things are still taking a little bit of time to digest, I would hug him tightly. I needed to.

Hearing these words from him made relief to wash over my my body. This was actually the first time Sul is ever confessing to me. Like ever. We've done courtship for months and we've been married for days now. But he has never told me these words which worth diamonds to me.

"I'm sorry for my neglectful acts. I'm sorry" he shook his head, looking sincerely sorry. He bent down and held my hand into his broad ones which felt cold against my feverish skin. "I'll try to be a better husband to you, I promise. I just...

I just didn't want to associate a lot with you for now. I didn't want you to be scared of me, being so young. That's why I was planning to allow you reach eighteen or nineteen. I thought you'd fit in better if you grew up. I just didn't want to...." He sighed as he ran out of words to say, looking down

"Sulaiman, look at me" I told him. As he looked up, I cupped his face in my small hands.

"You're my husband okay? I need you to shower me with all of your love." I don't care if I'm being shameless right now. I'm speaking from the deepest corners of my heart. These are my desires. This is what I want. Affectionate moments like this where it's just me and him. Our realm where only our love reigns.

He bit his lower lip and looked away.

"You would right?" I ask again, hope settling in my eyes. I really don't know what suddenly came over me, talking to the man I'm probably the most afraid of so freely like this. But isn't this how a husband and wife are supposed to be? In all of those dramas and stories? Why not us?

He talked about me being scared of him. Indeed I was scared of him. But contrary to what he said, I wouldn't be so wary of him if he was a little more considerate and friendlier towards me.

"Okay." he nodded with a small smile. He took off my palms from his face and placed them back on my laps.

He then opened the tubs and sat beside me on the bed. Sensing that he wanted to feed me, I sprang up as it occurred to me that I haven't brushed my teeth since my hospitalisation.

"I think I should brush my teeth first" I sheepishly confessed

"Eww" he scrunched his nose playfully. I laughed and got into the bathroom.

I stared at my awful reflection in the mirror above the sink as I brushed my teeth. My heart was racing. I really hope for this change to last forever. I aspired for us to be bestfriends, not strangers.

After I came out of the bathroom, I sat down close to my husband and he fed me with the food which the nurse had brought. I couldn't eat a lot however because of the still present bile taste in my mouth, so he opened up the yoghurt and the other polythene which contained fruits.

"I think these will help you get a better taste in your mouth" he said, stabbing a tangerine with his thumb and beginning to peel it. My eyes locked on him as he peeled the tangerine with so much focus as if his life depended on it. He looked extremely cute and I could feel the familiar feeling of being in love unfold in my chest. I really really missed being in love. I want to fall insanely in love with my husband, because that's what I'm supposed to do. I'm not supposed to love anyone apart from him. But I can only fall in love with him if he allows me.