Engineer Sulayman is in our room! What is he doing here? He look at me, mirroring the same expression I have. Both shocked, we couldn't even utter a word to each other.
He cleared his throat at kaagad na iniwas ang kanyang tingin. I don't know why, but I can feel my cheeks heated because of his presence.
"Assalāmu Alaykum"
I look at him right after I heard his cold yet soothing voice, that made me look straight into his baby blue eyes that are emphasized by his thick brows, down to his pointed nose, pinkish lips that look so soft and his jawline, dang it's so defined that added to his very masculine look.
Why do boys have to be blessed in the eyebrows aspect?
"Wa...wa Alaykumussalam."
Nabulol talaga Saf? Ngayon pa talaga?-pero teka nga... bakit nandito 'to sa room namin? E hindi naman na sya nag-aaral a.
As if he read my mind, "Ummy told me to open your room since she forgot to give the keys to your class president" he explained before I could ask him.
Oh, that explains everything. His mother is our advicer. I nod at him, and made my way to our room.
"Have you decide yet?" He silently asked that made me stop walking.
I faced him with brows furrowed. I was about to say something when he raised his right hand, indicating for me not to talk.
"Keep it to yourself for now, let me hear it if you're ready." With that, he walk away and I just stand there, staring on his back until he's out of my sight.
"Nak, alam mo naman na ngayon ay pupunta sila dito diba? Ready ka na ba?" I averted my gaze from the mirror and look at my mother who's fixing my hijab. I smiled at her nervously and chose not to answer.
Honestly, I don't know what to do anymore. I'm not ready to be a wife yet. I have dreams to chase and I think, having a husband will make it hard for me to reach it.
"Are you sure about that habibty?" My baba asked as he smiles at me slightly, he may looks sad but I know that no matter what my decisions will be, they'll be happy eventually. My dreams may be important for me, but to have him as my husband will be the greatest hadiya that Allah could give me, as of now.
"Open your eyes now zawjaty" I smiled automatically as I heard his voice. The voice that gives comfort to me, it is the kind of voice that will make me fall over and over again.
Slowly, I opened my eyes, adjusting to the sun's light. First thing that I saw was the beautiful blue sea and its white sand. The clear blue sky indicates that the weather today is beautiful.
"Mā shā Allah" was all I could say as I process the beautiful view before me.
"Turn around mi amore"
I followed what he said and turned slowly to face him. My eyes widened as my tears started to escape from my eyes, slowly they race to flow. I cannot contain what I'm feeling right now as I look at the two storey beach house that is meters away from me. The green bermuda lays on the ground with a pair of swing on its right side. A bench placed on the corner side of the house, facing the sea.
"Do you like it?" And of course the amazing sight will not be complete without him. I wiped my almost dried tears and look at him.
My husband with his all-white outfit walk his way to me as he reveal what he's been holding and hiding on his back. A boquet of hijāb was being handed on me, wait... a boquet of hijāb-hijāb?!
"Are you kidding me?! I love it! Subhanallah, it's so beautiful hab, jazākAllahu khayrān!" I excitedly said as I hug him.
He smiled as he held me on my waist. "Alhamdulillah,because the client has been dying to see his newly-made home."
I look at him with shocked expression, not believing what just he said.
"Are you saying that this isn't ours?!" I asked, embarrassed about my acts awhile ago. He should've told me sooner so that I won't assume. Astagfirallah, it's embarrassing and I just want the ground to open and swallow me instantly.
He kept his mouth shut for a second, studying my expression and later burst into laughter.
"If only you could see your face habibty! HAHAHAHAHAHA it's so priceless! I was just joking, this is ours. It's a sur-" before he could finish what he was about to say, I walk away from him, not daring to look back.
'How could he do this to me?! It was almost perfect, but he ruined it with his stupid prank! Argh! I wanna punch him so hard for emabrrassing me, good thing it's only the both of us. I will-' my thought was cut short when a hand grab me by my waist and slowly crept his other hand on me, hugging me from behind.
"I'm sorry zawjaty. I didn't thought you'll react this way but nonthless to say, I'm really sorry. I know I'm at fault, so I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry. Forgive me please?!" He pleaded silently, and who am I to not accept it?
"Forgiven." I said and he turned me to face him.
"Shukrān, zawjaty." He smiled at me sweetly and kissed me on my forehead as I close my eyes.
Slowly, I opened my eyes to see him staring at me intently, and I couldn't help but to blush.
"I love you zawjaty" I smiled at him sweetly as I hold his right hand.
"I love you too habibi."
"Wanna race to the house?" He asked while grinning wildly.
"Your baby and I won't say no to that Engineer Sulayman." With that I run before he could talk back. He must be surprise by now, with eyes wide and his mouth is slightly ajar.
I laugh louder when he shouted while chasing me.
"MRS. SULAYMAN! SUBHANALLAH, IS THAT TRUE?! AM I GOING TO BE A FATHER SOON?!"
In life, things happened for a reason and only Him will be able to let us know it. It may be a rough journey, but if we trust in Him fully, nothing is impossible. And now, through him, I finally found the missing piece of me.
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