First Flower

I love chamomile

Maca's Pov

I woke up feeling much better than before. Before I even dare to open my eyes I reach for Zulema, to only find her side of the bed empty.

"Good morning." My heart skips a small beat when she says those words. And I'm left speechless when I face the bedroom door where she is standing, with her head leaning to the opposite side of the door. She's wearing a black and plain dress that goes down to her ankles. Her hair was thrown to one side and the sunlight coming from the window reflected on her hair, making it look shinier and her skin glow. And for the first time since I've met her she was wearing absolutely no makeup. On her left hand she had a lit cigarette, whilst the right one was carrying a beige mug. She looked absolutely stunning.

She starts walking towards me as if she was going to hand me that mug. "Here. Be careful, it's hot." The warmth of the mug feels comforting in my hands.

"I know you aren't really allowed to drink coffee during the pregnancy, so I made you some chamomile tea." She sits down on the foot of the bed.

"Thank you, I love chamomile." I smile. She smiles back. "You seem especially caring today. Did you do something wrong?"

"What makes you think I did something wrong? I've been caring with you for a long time now." I simply stare at her in silence. I know her for too long to be able to tell when she done something bad, and better yet, when she's trying to hide it for me.

"Fine. Okay I'll tell you, but please don't be mad at me."

"I'll try my best."

"Here we go. Do you remember the men that brought us here?"

"Of course Zulema."

"I asked them to try to find Saray for me to get in contact with her. Ekram called me yesterday when you were sleeping to tell me they found her. They're coming here today."

Saray. I haven't thought about her for a long time. If Zulema and I didn't get along in jail, Saray and I were even worse. Because at least Zulema and I found a way to forgive each other, and to be better for each other and ourselves. Were Saray and I willing to do the same? I couldn't find the answer to that question just yet.

But then I thought about the brunette sitting right in front of me, and how much Saray meant to her. Saray was there for her and loved her way before I did, so it would be selfish of me to say that I'm against this long awaited reunion.

"Don't worry I'm not mad. I understand that you want to see her again. And even though Saray and I are not crazy for each other, I can tell that she cares deeply about you, and that should be enough for me. And it really is."

It doesn't even take two seconds for her to join our lips in a long and passionate kiss. Her tongue explores every corner of my mouth and I immediately feel like my body is melting. She ends the kiss with a quick one afterwards, allowing our faces to remain close to each other for a bit.

"Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you." She is in a barely audible tone, but those words automatically make me grow a big smile on my face.

"You don't have to thank me. You deserve to be surrounded by people who love you, and I'm proud to be one of those people."

"You talk like there's many of them. It's just you and Saray, and I don't even deserve you two."

"Stop saying that kind of thing. And besides, you don't need anybody else, we'll give you enough love the two of us." Zulema blushes and with that my heart gets warmer. I always find so adorable the way she blushes, even though it's very rare.