His Miracle

Chapter 4 - His Freedom.

Anaika

Everything packed and we are ready to leave. On our way out, my poor mother in law made a brilliant act and thought that it would make us stay but she doesn't know who's she messing up with. I did a dramatic act myself and almost made everyone laughed at her.

We left the house and I grabbed onto my husband's hand to stop him from getting in the car. He gave me a look of confusion and I smiled at him. "This is where you are putting a full stop on your past. The moment you get in the car, promise me that you will move on and look forward for a better future. Will you?"

He glanced behind me and I could see the pain, hurt and traumatic events he was once put on to. Then it disappeared. I was afraid that he would succumb to his emotions and prepared myself to console my husband, but he gave me a small nod instead before turning around to get in the car.

Does this mean that he's ready to pit everything behind? I really hope so.

Our journey started and I did my best on looting pictures of my husband. He was just few inches away but I don't know why I can't comprehend the fact that we are keeping distance. The discerning in them is foremost enough to hunt down my soul.

It was one of the sharp turn on the road when we were drawn closer. This will be my first time not regretting wearing the seatbelt because I just squeezed to my husband's side, our arms brushing together and I apologized quickly before moving away.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't wearing my seatbelt."

"It's okay. Please wear now, it's not always safe." He said and I smiled at him before buckling up my seatbelt.

"Anaika?" An incoherent gasp released from my lips and I'm not sure what surprises me more. Is it my name that came out of him for the first time? Or is it because of how deep and arousing he sounded for me?

"Yes." I swallowed the last amount of my gut after coming back to my senses. My body burning with unrequited desires following by the wet dream I had last night when we were hugging each other to sleep. Even he had no bit consent of that.

"If you don't mind me asking, why did you assume that I had a rough past?" The tension was gone and his statement was simple as that, yet it almost gave me hyperventilation. Not for air, but for him.

"How do you think I knew?" I asked him, letting him to process the truth.

"I-I don't know." He responded, looking defeated with a pout oj his lips. Can I just kiss it already? I averted my eyes rapidly to have some restraints.

"You must know, Adi. A tip, I learned it all from someone who's still worried of his grown son's life. I saw the man's desperation on giving his son a better life, to save him from his hideous past." Aditya was staring at me with unshed tears gathering on the corner of his eyes as soon as he had his realization.

Seeing him like that tear me up as well so I offered him a hug to let it go together after unbuckling my seatbelt. He hesitated at first but did the same to embrace me in less than a second. "We are husband and wife now. It means that it's not just a mere relationship anymore but it comes with a lot of commitments, responsibilities, emotions and so on." I expressed to him.

"But Aditya, I had decided that we shouldn't priorities such terms in our life for now." I could feel his constant shivers passing through his body to mine and I pulled us away. Resulting our faces to be that close and just a slight jiggle from the car, I would be indirectly sharing my first kiss with my husband.

Remembering the main purpose behind this marriage, I bowed to be more careful on handling myself around him. I should do my best on putting whatever feelings on bay to give him a good life. I shouldn't be the distraction in his life.