She was the little lavender in a bunch of roses. The roses he dearly loved and the lavender he was allergic to.
Yet what happens when a leap of fate brings the two completely undestined and mismatched duo together in a bond so sacred.
A marriage, ba...
Loving and fighting. Accusing, denying I can't imagine a world with you gone The joy and the chaos, the demons we're made of. I'd be so lost if you left me alone
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<<raqeeba's p.o.v>>
"I guess honestly is all I need then."
His words bought a sudden tinch to my heart. For some reasons I felt a sudden feeling of wanting to know more about him. His words didn't come with that always-on point mocking or sarcasm, it seemed genuine. Very genuine. I smiled at him and raised my glass.
"To your honest Wife," I said in a playful tone trying to lessen a tension I saw coming up. He just chuckled before picking his own.
"To my irritatingly honest Wife." I rolled my eyes stuck my tongue out at him before resuming my eating session but this time with a smile on my face.
"Sushi" he said.
"Huh?" I frowned at him in confusion.
"Sushi, that's my favorite food." I smiled at the fact that he actually did tell me his favorite dish, but soon grimaced at his choice of favorite dish.
"Ish. I don't like it." I said with a scowl.
"Why not?" I just shrugged at his question before saying
"First I HATE seafoods unless it is prawn. Second, Sushi! Like seriously? I don't get the psychic behind liking an almost uncooked food ugh! You know what!? I once saw this episode in TLC where the guy made Sushi from sunlight and literally had nothing in it. Ugh! I almost vomited watching it. More over I have these allergic reactions to some fishes as well. Thank God because I HATE them! Once there was a time when I was a kid and I had this fish and the skeleton got stuck in my throat and believe me or not! I went to seven doctors, to get that thing out! You could say my experience with fishes have never been good. Like ever! Moreover I can't even eat properly cooked fishes forget about the 'half cooked' one." I finished with a horrified expression and a scowl. He just kept looking at me stunned before saying
"First. It's not uncooked. Second. I feel sorry for the tiny you. Third. Remind me to NEVER ask you a question again. I just gaped at him and gave him the finger with a smile.
"Let's play 20 questions, what say?" I said after a small silent time.
"Hasn't anyone told you that it's bad manners to talk while eating."
