The next morning Malcolm and Mera headed to the first flower shop as the next step of the mission. Mera was very much excited but Malcolm though was kinda embarrassed as he was going to touch another guy. Though only Mera is going to feel him but what if others think ill of him. So he was now a worried Malcolm who was immersed in thoughts which made Mera worry. "Malcolm" she called, he didn't respond. She called again and again but he was so deeply immersed in his thoughts that he could not answer her. Suddenly she yelled at him in an eerie way which nearly made him hit the truck nearby.
"Do you plan to take me with you to the after life Mera" he yelled. "Sorry Malcolm, i called you many times but you didn't respond so I was worried" she said. "Can't you open your eyes and see? I am sitting and driving next to y........ Sorry Mera" he blurted and finally understood what he said and apologised for his stupidity. Mera became sad again "Am sorry Malcolm, it's always me who has been a hassle to everyone. Even my mom and dad did not want me. I could not even confess my love to the one my heart desires. I am trouble. Even death is punishing me. " sobbed Mera. He felt sorry for her as she would not have blamed herself if he had paid her some attention for she was only worried about him in the first place.
"Mera, am truly sorry. Please forgive me" he said. "It's fine Malcolm am used to it" she said which hurt him more."You don't tell that to me again. No one.... No one in this world can treat you badly when I am there with you "he said. She started laughing and she said" Yes Malcolm, nobody can treat me badly in this world for i am not here anymore". Though her words were plain he was pained as everytime she tells him such a thing which serves as a reminder that she will soon leave him. He wanted to cherish all his treasured moments with her and so he started to talk about her love to make her happy hiding his feel deep inside his heart.
"Tell me more about him" he asked for her face lift up more at the mention of him. "He is a simple person Malcolm. Though we have spoken to each other only a couple of times. He doesn't see my blindness as a weakness. He said I am stronger than I think i am " she boosted making him a little jealous.
"This is what I told you a while ago" he said irritated. "You said no one can hurt me when you are there with me, both are different" she corrected. "Atleast am there with you always unlike him" he sounded annoyed.
Mera sensed a sparkle of jealousy in his voice and so she decided to tease him. "Are you jealous of my man Malcolm" she teased. "Wh.... Wha.... What did.....you.....just....sa....say?" he stammered applying a sudden brake confirming her dubiety. She could feel his jealousy even though she could not see it and enjoy the moment. Malcolm was in the state of bashfulness but really enjoyed her beautiful smile which made Mera blush a little as she could feel a pair of eyes gawking at her."You are really a beautiful woman Mera" he said "I can really be myself when I am with you" he added. "I am really glad i found you my dear friend" she said which made him happy.
"Now, if you don't mind can u take this Cinderella to my Prince Charming " she said and immediately he said "Yes my Queen". Mera laughed and tweaked him a little and said in a playful vocal "Come on Malcolm boy... Letsssssssss gooooooooo". And so off they went to the first flower shop in search of the one she loves.My dear readers... Let's stop her a little... My hands have stopped for i could not write more. Don't you feel Malcolm's heart? but why isn't Mera responding to him. She has not yet confessed her love to the guy right. Can't she stop now for there is a soul yearning for her sitting next to her.
What do you feel? I often end my wing with lots and lots of questions but in this wing I would love to welcome your thoughts as Malcolm needs a nudge from us to help him.
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