To my surprise, he walked over to my bag and got some tissues from there. He came back and with his fingers tilted my head up , so our eyes met and were transfixed on each other, mine full of hurt and confusion and his full of love, understanding and hope before dabbing with tissues at my damp eyes and flustered cheeks.
He gently kissed my forehead and smiled, cupping my face with both hands, Ali said "I am happy with anything as long as I love you and you love me. Yes, it may not be easy and we will have to help each other. It won't be a fantasy, it will be our beautiful reality and I can't wait. Habibti, I love you because you are beautiful for me, both inside and out. You are intelligent and are so funny. I love talking to you so much, you understand me. You remind me to be the best man I can be. I believe Allah has created us for one another but I am sorry no one has realised that you are so amazing but I promise to love you, honour you and take care of you always.
Don't you dare say you are a burden, you are so strong, sweet and independent. I don't want anything else if I have you with me. I also have no desire to make my wife do all the cooking and cleaning, what you can do we will share and what you cannot I will do on my own or I will hire some help. Taking care of you, my wife is my duty and I only pray that I can please you and do it to the best of my ability. When I am not home, I will make sure you get any help you need. I want to make you happy and I will do whatever I can.
In terms of the other stuff such as making love, we can go at whatever pace works best for you. If you want, we can go and visit a doctor or a specialist to ask them to show us how to be intimate safely. And I swear whenever we do it, I will be so gentle with you.
As for our children, inshallah we are granted beautiful children, if that's what you want. I do not care if they are disabled, in fact I should be so lucky to have children who are half as amazing as you. As a token of my love for you, I want to give you this."
He said before reaching into the pocket of his suit jacket and bringing out a small shiny box. He proceeded to open it and I saw a beautiful wedding ring. "May I?" I simply nodded, unable to express my love for him in words. He asked, taking my left hand gently and placing the ring upon my finger before kissing my hand. His fingers gently wiped away my tears, stroking my cheek. "Thank you so much for your kindness, love and understanding. I'm sorry for everything I said. I'm scared." I exclaimed, desperately trying to explain myself and my unexplainable feelings.
"My bride , you don't have to apologise to me. Don't be scared, be excited. I know what you said was simply because no one has ever shown you that you could be loved. But I assure you, I want to change that. May Allah the Almighty bless our marriage always. Ameen." "Ameen." I said meekly, my eyes gazing at my lap out of shyness.
"I know it is our first night together and it is natural for you to be nervous but it's ok to look into my eyes for more than 20 seconds at a time, you know. I won't turn you to stone I promise my darling." He said, sitting a little closer to me on the bed. I giggled slightly at the cheesy joke and gaze into his dark yet gentle and sincere eyes and he gazed into mine. "Did I ruin tonight for you?" I am sorry I wanted it to be perfect so badly." "Nothing could ruin tonight for me and I think it has been really special."
Glossary
Habibti - Arabic for my love
Allah - Arabic for God
Halal - Are allowed to be intimate with each other
Inshallah- God willing
Ameen - in answer to a prayer. Arabic equivalent of amen
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Roman d'amourShort glimpse into the story: ******** I ever so gently tilted her head up with my fingertips under her chin until our eyes met and she smiled. I cupped her cheeks, letting my thumb explore each crevice of her soft face, gently caressing her skin. ...
