There were hundreds of butterflies covering the big tree that stood over us.
"What, What's this? How'd you do this?" I stood in awe. He puts our son on the ground who immediately went up to touch the tree. The butterflies then rippled off of the tree and started to swarm around us slowly in a gentle floating style.
"I honestly didn't do anything." He laughed. "I just booked us an hour here to ourselves. Either the staff planned this or they did this themselves." He looks around in just as much shock.
"It's beautiful." I say, looking dead at him.
"I guess I shouldn't waste this opportunity then, huh?" He asks. I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. He grabs my hands.
"You know I love you, right?" He asks nervously. I start to get nervous as well. Please don't leave me again.
"Yes. I love you, too. What's wrong?" I asks.
"It's just," he sighs looking up for a minute. He looks back to me and I can see him tearing up. My heart breaks.
"Baby..." I wipe his eyes. He pulls my hands back down.
"It's just that, I can't imagine my life without you at this point. And it hurts because I know that. You'll be okay no matter what. I know you love me but I can see how strong you are. You'll be able to suffice under any circumstances. You're made to be smart and successful and happy. Anyone could love you. Anybody could be in my shoes right now. I remind myself that everyday. I can't help but to want to protect you at all costs. You gave me three blessings. I pray you give me many more. I could literally stand here forever and talk about how much I love you but I ain tryna be cryin my eyes out lookin like no bitch in front of my son and these fuck ass cameras." He laughs at the end. "I wanted you to know that you're the best thing to come into my life. I wouldn't be where I am as far as body, mind, and soul. For that I am eternally grateful. So-"
"Wait!" My mouth moves before I could think. He stops talking and his smile drops a bit.
"Yeah?" He asks. I started to breathe a bit heavier, mentally preparing myself. "Azzy? What's wrong?" He frowned. I started crying but before he could pull me into a hug or comfort me, I reach into my bag, crying my eyes out. I fumbled around for a few minutes. Before this went any further, I need to do this. I can't lose him.
"Jahseh." I let out a sigh of relief as I feel the velvet material covered box between my fingers.
"Can you uh, marry me?" I pull out the box. His whole face goes pale, making me nervous. He slowly dropped to his knees before reaching into his pocket.
He pulls out a box.
Identical to mine.
"Only if you marry me." He says. I started to laugh a bit casually.
"You serious?" I asked. He nodded, opening the box where the most beautiful ring sat.
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I nodded, and started crying all over again.
"Then I'll marry you, too." He says and stands up before pulling me tightly into his chest. I could feel Azahir playing with the bottom of my pants and standing on my foot but I was too into the moment. He slid the ring on my finger while I did the same for him.
"That means we're getting marrired?" He asks stupidly. I wipe his tears and my own, managing to laugh.
"Yes," i nodded. I have never been this happy since I gave birth. This was a day I couldn't forget.
He nodded and picked up our son who hugged him and started crying, thinking we were sad. I join in on the hug again and we kiss his head simultaneously.
He looks up at us and pulls me into Jah's chest to hug him again. We hug each other and he pecks my lips, making Zahir stop crying.
"See? It's okay, baby. Everything is fine, now." He cooed.
"Can I take a picture?" He asks eagerly. I nod and he he snatches his phone out. He had the cheesiest smile while he snapped all the pictures he wanted.
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"Mommy mommy!" Jahseh runs out of the car and into his mom's house. By the time I get out of the car with Zahir, they were hugging and crying already.
"Mama Cleo, you plan this?" I put her on the spot. She blushed and shrugged making me laugh.
"Mama, we're getting married! You helped? You knew she was doing this?" He held onto his mother. She nodded, trying to move his head away from her.
"Yeah we had a whole little puzzle put together for you but it can wait," she exposes.
"Yo, I fucking love y'all," he lets go of her and starts skipping around the house, smiling ear to ear.
I love that I can make him so happy. Seeing him like that makes me return the same energy back. I've never felt better.
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We were now back home and Jahseh has been on the phone the entire time. He was telling almost everyone he knew about the news and how we proposed at the same time.
"Babe come here for a second!" He calls me into the kitchen for the 7th time since we've been home.
I go in the camera, already bored and shove my hand in the camera. "You see that shit? That's some forever drip," he laughed. I started to smile and get excited again.
I remember the day I met him. All I knew was his music and that he was my favorite artist. His music made me feel like we'd known each other forever but this is a completely different level and love and understanding. This shit feels like I've been reborn into someone else.
"Daddy, I'll be in the art room. Zahir is in our room asleep." I kiss him.
"Okay, mama. I'll be up soon." He says. I proceed upstairs and get ready to draw and paint.
