"Mom...I want to tell you something" I said afraid of what her reaction will be.
"Yes Binti, What's wrong? Are you ok? Is everything ok? Did something happen to you?__"
"No mom I'm fine as a monkey don't worry" I interrupted her panic session.
"Alhamdulillah" she said relieved. I swear my mother is dramatic sometimes-always dramatic.
"Mom Alex will reserve a ticket for you to come here" I anticipated her reply.
"I would love to but why and I think this is too much on Mr.Williams, we shouldn't be taking everything for granted and if I had money you know I would have came a long time ago but you know your education is important." she kept on talking non-stop.
Ughhh mom!!
"Mom can you please hear me"
"Yes"
"There's a guy who proposed to me and he's Mr.Williams adopted son" I reluctantly told her. Well, yes if you didn't know Zac is William's adopted son and that's the only piece of information I know about him.Other than the fact his real parents are dead, I know nothing and he will be my freaking husband.
" Diii Binti are you serious!" She said not believing what she's hearing.
"Yes mom!" I said firmly.
"But you can't marry a non-muslim, I know mr.Williams is kind and everything but--"
"He's Muslim mom...I told you he's adopted"
"Don't you think it's early you weren't the 'I want to marry kind of person'what changed...Did you forget about your education."
"Who said I'm going to quit my education journey mom! and marrying is completing half of my religion so why not!" I reasoned although I wasn't obliged to do any of this but I was doing what my heart wants.
"Ok I look into this matter better when I come....I feel there's something fishy" she said her voice promising.
I hung up the phone and threw it on the couch. Arguing with my mom is so tiring I swear and I hope I persuaded her a bit.
Zac came into the living wearing a pair of sweatpants and a casual black T-shirt that's clinging to his body showing his not so bulky but perfect muscles and broad shoulders. I haven't been realizing that I'm ogling at him until he said: "I know I'm so handsome but you don't have to look so stupid while staring at someone" while getting a juice out from the fridge.
"ohh...please I can look at whatever I want in the way I want and I was staring at how I'm going to marry a man with good body but a bad brain you know it's hard." I blushed hard when I realized what I said and lowered my head shamefully so he won't see my tomato cheeks.
He stopped drinking and looked at me with his perfect smirk and said" I don't think I'm the only one who doesn't have a brain"
"Well your presence made my brain fly I guess" I coolly said.
He stared at me his icy eyes looking at me wıth such intensity waiting for something. "What" I said fazed by his gaze.
"Do you realize what you just said" He pointed out.
I recalled what I said and realization hit me so hard my eyes bulged out "I-i-i-i-i didn't mean it that wayyyy" I screamed then threw a cushion at him due to my frustration. However the cushion reached my legs yeah I know bad throwing skills. Get a grip Delilahhh!
He exploded laughing and this memorable moment made me stop observing his oh so beautiful arranged white teeth and his 2 sexy dimples that were cutting their way through his toned cheeks which I was desperate to run my hands on them until reaching his sharp carved jaw.
"What's up with you and the staring today..like I know I'm beautiful but you seriously need to stop!" he said clearly annoyed.
"I talked to my mother" I said converting the subject since it's awkward enough.
"What did she say" he asked the subject thankfully catching his attention.
"I think we need to work harder for her to get convinced" I said playing with my finger while looking at them.
He approached me until we were inches apart.
"Leave this on me" and left!
He's being weird! but little did I know that it was temporary.
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metanoia /ˌmɛtəˈnɔɪə/
Romance(Previously known as veiled) metanoia /ˌmɛtəˈnɔɪə/ noun change in one's way of life resulting from penitence. What would you do if you find yourself being forced to face life and it's vicissitudes all alone? You might find yourself lucky at times ho...