When Two Become One

14-Off to Work

//Aneel

The weekend went really quickly. Like, really, really quick. We spent the rest of Saturday just lying down on the sofa and going through the channels searching for something to watch. It was always the case of I wanted to watch something she didn't like and she wanted to watch something I didn't like. Sunday was a bit more productive. Aisha felt a lot better so we went out for a walk around the park where she almost got chased by a dog. Almost.

I turned my head to the side and smiled when I saw her sleeping. She was so innocent, she has so much to see in this world. I kissed her head and she groaned in her sleep.

"Hey," I whispered into her ear. She groaned again and turned around. "Babe, I'm gonna start getting up for work, okay? I need to turn on the light. Just warning you in advance." I sighed when she didn't answer. Taking off the blanket, I slipped into my slippers and made my way to the door.

"It's cold," I heard Aisha say. I went back to the bed and kissed her cheek as I placed the second blanket over her. She insisted that she wanted another blanket since she felt cold last night. I went into the kitchen where I poured myself a glass of water. I then made my way to the storeroom and turned on the heater. I was fine. I wasn't cold or anything but I didn't want her to feel cold and get sick. Just as I was going to enter the bathroom, I heard the patter of her feet and turned my head. She was scratching her shoulder as she made her way to me.

"Aneel," she said.

"Aisha."

"What do you want for breakfast?" I shook my head and kissed her forehead.

"Don't. I'll make it myself. You go back to bed."

"No. What do you want for breakfast?" She looked up at me, wide awake. I sighed. So stubborn.

"Make whatever you want. I eat anything in the morning except rice."

"And why would I feed you rice in the morning?" She frowned at me as I shrugged my shoulders. "Are you gonna say something stupid?"

"Maybe," I dragged out. She sighed and walked past me. "Don't you wanna know what I'm gonna say?"

"Not if its something silly. God, Aneel, I have had it with your stupid comments yesterday. I thought you being older you would be a bit more mature but no." She walked back in front of me and frowned again. "Childish." I rolled my eyes and went into the bathroom. I heard her groan and laughed to myself. Like I always say, so easy to wind up.

As soon as I came out the bathroom, Aisha stepped in. I went over to the bedroom and found the covers already changed and the bed done up. As I looked again, I found one of my suits neatly placed on the bed with the shirt beside it. "Aisha!"

"Yes? Wait, let me wash my hands." She came out a minute later, wiping her hands on a towel. "Is there something wrong?"

"I can pick out my own clothes, you know." She looked over at the bed and back at me.

"Sorry," she whispered. She dropped the towel on the desk and quickly picked everything up and putting them back in the wardrobe. "Sorry," she said again. "I just...sorry." I laughed as I circled my arms around her waist. She frowned and looked down.

"Hey, I was just kidding. I find it cute that you got everything out." Her head snapped up and her eyes were wide. "And yes, really."

She smiled and lay her head on my chest. I heard her sigh and kissed the top of her head. "Do you have to go work? Why can't you just stay here?"

"Babe, if I had the choice of staying at home with your beautiful self everyday, I would run for that option. But life is life, you know?" She put her hands behind my neck as she looked up at me. "What's wrong?"