An Unbreakable Love

Chp.42 'Unexpected person'

Hana POV-

" Hurry up Jimin!" I call for my husband from the living room, ready to go shopping outside. Tomorrow was the day of the surprise. I tried hard to learn about the surprise but Jimin was adamant. He was great at changing the subject whenever I tried to ask him about the dinner and the surprise. Sometimes I thought that the reason why Jimin keeps giving me such surprises is that he loves to see me this worked up. 

Except for this part, our life here has been pleasant. No more tension, nothing. Just us, living our normal life. I am always praying to God and thanking him for this. Sometimes I get worried that I might be the one to jinx this.

" Yes, sorry let's go." He emerges from the hallway with his phone in his hand. He has been receiving calls a lot these days. Some, I know, are from the person who is handling the problem regarding the will while some, I don't know.

Taking my sling bag from the couch, I give my husband a quick once-over. He is wearing blue jeans and a black sweatshirt looking nothing but handsome as always. The only problem with having a good-looking husband is that he is constantly getting intense stares from the other ladies. I have experienced that many times. Let it be a restaurant, supermarket, or a random street, the stares are always there. There was a time when that used to irritate me a lot but eventually, the amount of rage and insecurities lessened. I realized that no matter how many ladies stare at my husband with their lustful and shameless eyes, I know that he has his eyes only for me. That's all a wife would want. 

Jimin reaches me and we both head toward the main door. It takes us around twenty to thirty minutes to reach the shopping centers from our neighborhood. We hardly travel by taxi as we love to take a walk, appreciating the life and beauty around us.

We soon reach the stores and start looking for our dresses for tomorrow. There is this street with all the shops that sell amazing dresses and outfits. We go there and start looking for our outfits. I want to keep my dress for tomorrow a secret for Jimin but it is hard to do so when he is always with me. While walking, my eyes fall upon a dress on a mannequin. It is stunning. It is a red sleeveless dress that ends above the knees and has a golden border at the end. It is simple yet eye-catching. I take Jimin's hand and drag him into the store, trying not to glance at the dress and make it obvious that it was the one I would be wearing. The store has both men's and women's clothes so I tell Jimin to go and find his clothes. There was a point when me forcing him for choosing clothes was too much and he looked at me with a confused expression so I had to give him my most innocent expression. Seeing him busy looking for his clothes, I take the opportunity and call for the woman in charge of that section to give me that dress. I take the dress and go to try it in the changing room. 

The dress was looking great. I was looking great in that dress. Another reason I bought this dress was that it has a deep neckline which gives a great view of my front, something Jimin would love. He is always being the tease so I have decided to give him the taste of his own medicine. After changing back into my normal clothes which include light brown pants, a black top, and a coat. I look around for my husband and notice him busy in the men's section. I go to the cash counter and place the dress on it, ready to buy it. The dress is pretty expensive, something I wouldn't have been able to buy if not for my husband's card. He keeps telling me to use it whenever and however I want because it is my money too. Perks of having a rich husband.

I hand the card to the girl behind the counter. I try to look for Jimin again but he is nowhere to be seen probably busy trying on his outfit. 

" Here." The girl hands me the bag. Thanking her, I start walking toward the men's section when I see Jimin coming out of the changing room. 

" Done already?" He eyes the bag in my hand and then back at me. 

" Mhmm, what about you?" I look at the clothes in his hand, but before I get the chance to look at them properly, he starts walking away toward the counter.