A gentle drizzle enveloped the city, casting a romantic ambiance over the streets. Azlan and Haya found themselves seeking shelter in the gazebo on their lawn, their clothes slightly damp from the rain.
They stood side by side, watching the raindrops dance on the ground. Haya sighed contently, her gaze fixed on the mesmerizing sight. Azlan couldn't help but admire her, his heart swelling with affection.
"You know, Haya," Azlan said, breaking the comfortable silence, "rainy days like this always make me crave something warm and comforting."
Haya turned to him, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Well, lucky for you, I happen to have a recipe for the best hot chocolate."
As they entered their lounge, Haya suggested making hot chocolate together to warm them up. Azlan eagerly agreed, the thought of spending more time together filling him with anticipation.
In the kitchen, Haya busied herself with gathering the ingredients, her movements graceful and fluid. Azlan couldn't help but grin mischievously as he sat on the kitchen counter, swinging his legs playfully.
A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of his lips as an idea formed in his mind, watching Haya with a teasing glint in his eyes.
Haya glanced over at Azlan, her gaze meeting his, and a knowing smile curved on her lips. She approached him, her fingers lightly tracing along the edge of the counter as if challenging his audacious perch.
"You know, Azlan," Haya spoke, her voice carrying a hint of amusement, "if you're going to sit on the counter, you better be ready for the consequences."
Azlan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection. "And what consequences might those be, Haya?"
Haya, stood in front of Azlan, her body just inches away from his. She leaned in, her breath warm against his ear, and whispered, "Well, let's just say you might end up with a surprise."
Azlan couldn't resist the playful glimmer in Haya's eyes. With a mischievous smile, he closed the distance between them, his body just inches away from hers. He leaned in, his warm breath caressing her ear, and whispered, "Well, Haya, let's just say I might have a sweet surprise for you too."
Haya's eyes widened, curiosity evident on her face. Before she could react, Azlan's hands gently found their way to her waist, pulling her closer. The teasing tension between them grew, their hearts racing in sync.
With a twinkle in his eyes, Azlan playfully lifted Haya, placing her on the kitchen counter. Her laughter filled the room as she tried to steady herself, her eyes never leaving his. The air was thick with anticipation, a silent understanding passing between them.
In a bold move, Azlan leaned in, his lips brushing against Haya's forehead, leaving a trail of soft kisses. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and a delightful warmth spread through her entire being. Azlan closed the distance between them, his heart pounding in his chest. Standing in front of Haya, his body just inches away from hers, he could feel the warmth radiating from her. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached up to brush a strand of hair behind her ear.
With a gentle, yet confident voice, Azlan whispered, "Haya, I have a surprise for you too." His eyes sparkled with a mix of playfulness and adoration.
Before Haya could respond, Azlan cupped her face in his hands, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through their connection. Their eyes locked, and the air around them grew charged with anticipation.
With a surge of courage, Azlan closed the remaining gap between them. He hovered his lips above Haya's lips, savoring the softness of her lips. Their breaths intertwined as he lingered in the tender moment, his heart overflowing with affection.
As he pulled back, Azlan couldn't help but grin at the blush that adorned Haya's cheeks. Their playful banter had evolved into something deeper, something more intimate. The chemistry between them was undeniable, and the air was charged with affection.
Haya, her voice laced with a mix of amusement and tenderness, playfully tapped Azlan's nose with her finger. "You're such a tease, Azlan."
Azlan chuckled, his eyes shining with adoration. "Only for you, Haya."
Their playful moment lingered in the air, an unspoken promise of more delightful surprises to come. In that shared laughter and affection, Azlan and Haya found solace, comfort, and a deepening bond that was growing stronger with each passing day.
After their teasing and lighthearted moment, Azlan and Haya retreated to the cozy comfort of their living room. Haya prepared two mugs of steaming hot chocolate, their rich aroma filling the air. They settled on the couch, the soft glow of the TV illuminating their faces.
Wrapped in a warm blanket, they snuggled close, savoring the sweetness of the hot chocolate and the company of each other. The movie played in the background, but their focus was on the shared moments, their hands intertwined, fingers gently tracing patterns on each other's skin.
The hours slipped by, and the movie came to an end. The room grew quiet, except for the sound of their steady breaths. Haya, feeling content and at peace, had fallen asleep, her head nestled against Azlan's chest, his arm protectively draped around her.
He was captivated by the rise and fall of her chest, the delicate flutter of her eyelashes against her cheeks. It was in this moment that he realized how her presence brought a sense of calm and contentment to his chaotic world.
When the movie ended and the room grew quiet, Azlan carefully turned off the TV, not wanting to disturb Haya's slumber. He lifted her gently into his arms, the touch of her warmth against his chest sending a surge of affection coursing through him. Her body molded against his, fitting perfectly as if they were two puzzle pieces meant to be together.
As he ascended the stairs, Haya stirred, her eyes fluttering open. In her sleepy haze, she found herself cradled in Azlan's embrace. A soft smile curved her lips as her fingers delicately traced the contours of his face, her touch soft and loving, even in her half-asleep state.
Azlan paused for a moment, Her touch sent his heart into a frenzy, melting away any remaining doubts or fears.
Azlan's gaze lingered on Haya's serene face, the lines of worry from the day now replaced by tranquility. He couldn't help but marvel at the way she had captured his heart, effortlessly weaving herself into every fiber of his being.
As he gently laid her down on the bed, his hand lingered on her cheek, reluctant to let go of the connection they shared. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment, imprinting his love and devotion into the very essence of her being.
Azlan's heart swelled with a love so profound that it threatened to burst from his chest.
As he stood by her side, watching her peaceful form, he couldn't help but whisper, "You have my heart, Haya. Always and forever."
"Sleep well, my love," Azlan whispered, his voice filled with adoration before, turning off the bedside lamp, and leaving the room bathed in gentle, comforting darkness.
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It was destiny ✨
Romance#2 in childhoodlove (08/03/2021) Haya secretly loved Azlan all her childhood, but she could never confess, not even when he was moving to London. They were cousins but still behaved like strangers. After 10 years, she receives his wedding invitation...
