An arranged love story of two independent souls who hold their family traditions and culture close to their hearts. What happens when their worlds collide? When they meet, bringing with them their own dreams, ambitions, and past experiences, and ent...
As the plane took off, my excitement was contagious. I fidgeted with my seatbelt, my eyes shining with anticipation. Hukum, sitting beside me, smiled warmly, happy to see me so carefree.
"Finally, we're going to Greece!" I exclaimed, my voice barely containing my enthusiasm. "I've dreamed of visiting the Acropolis, trying authentic Greek cuisine, and watching the sunset over the caldera."
Hukum chuckled, taking my hand in his. "You've planned out the entire trip, haven't you?"
I nodded, my grin mischievous. "Maybe a little. But I want to make the most of our time together."
As the plane leveled out, Hukum leaned over, his voice low and husky. "I'm looking forward to every moment of this trip with you, Jaana. You make every experience unforgettable."
My cheeks flushed, and I squeezed his hand.
As we flew over the clouds, Hukum and I sat together, hands entwined, our love and excitement for the adventure ahead palpable.
After the exhausting ten-hour flight, we finally landed in Greece, arriving at 9 pm. A cab sent by the hotel whisked us away to our accommodation. We quickly freshened up, devoured dinner, and succumbed to a well-deserved sleep, eager for the adventures awaiting us.
The next morning, I woke up at 5 am, feeling refreshed and excited. I hastily got ready in the washroom, donning a cozy bathrobe. Emerging after twenty minutes, I skipped over to wake Hukum.
"Hukum, wake up!" I exclaimed, trying to rouse him from slumber.
He merely hummed, clearly not ready to rise. I teased, "You've become a sleepyhead after we got married!" Climbing onto the bed, I shook him gently.
"Hukum, wake up!" I repeated, trying to coax him out of bed.
As he opened his eyes, his gaze drifted to my cleavage, visible through the bathrobe. I playfully slapped him on the cheek, laughing. "Pervert!" I joked, skipping away. "Get up, Hukum! I don't want to be late for sunrise!"
I quickly changed into a stunning red dress, while Hukum got ready in a crisp white shirt and beige trousers. We hailed a cab and headed to Oia Castle to witness the breathtaking sunrise.
The thirty-minute ride flew by, and as we arrived, the majestic white castle with blue domes and crystal-clear waters took our breath away. I sprinted forward, Hukum closely behind, trying to keep up with my excitement.
Reaching the edge, I paused, drinking in the serene view. Hukum wrapped his arms around me, and we stood together, hands entwined, as the sun began to rise. Its warm glow bathed us, casting a magical spell.
I appointed Hukum as my personal photographer, and he happily obliged, capturing countless photos of me striking goofy poses. As we basked in the golden light, our love shone brighter, and the breathtaking scenery became a perfect backdrop for our romantic escapade.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
