Chapter 5

«I'm a patient man. I will always wait for you, no matter the time, distance, situation, even for thousands of years-I will. I promise you». Yusuf POV To say this lady in front of him, was not a beauty, it'd be a lie. "Finally, she was mine-all mine! She took my breath away. Am I even breathing?" He thought. She looked like a princess and he would always treat her like that. He knew that she did not like him, but the way she was looking at him. God! He was fifty per cent sure that she would love him in a matter of time with the way she was looking at him. She was already attracted to his physical appearance. *** Wifey was angry. Wow!. "My feisty lionesses " he grinned cheekily. He liked it. Wifey. She didn't even know her way around here. He laughed, she would come back soon enough. He wouldn't mind waiting for thousands of years for her to love him. Well, hatred was also a feeling, and she had that for him. What a lucky guy he was?. Walking to the bar to have a drink, he popped the bottle and poured it and sat down as he sipped it. "You drink," he heard her sweet, angelic voice around the bar. He was startled. Her melodic voice calmed him down. "I never drink and I'll not drink. I'm just having a cup of fruit wine," he replied while having a gulp. "You can have a taste if you don't mind" he pushed the glass forward. She looked at him sceptically, eyeing the wine before collecting it from him. "Wow!, it's delicious" She giggled while taking another gulp. "Do you want more?" He asked. He stared at her lips before shaking his head away from his bad thought. Wifey wasn't ready. When my wife is ready, I'm going to take her to heaven and back. He thought. She coughed to gain his attention, little did she know that all his attention was always on her from the moment he saw her. "Um, you know everything about me. Don't you think I should know you, too, as I'm going to be living with you," she said softly, putting the cup down. "Okay." "What's your favourite colour?" She asked. "Black" he replied while she giggled, clapping her hands. "Why the colour black? boys are very obsessed with the colour black" she furrowed her brows. "Boys?" I asked her incredulously. "Yeah boys," he shrugged. "Don't tell me you aren't a boy" She teased softly while he chuckled. She was relaxed on the chair. He was enjoying the moment, he prayed silently to make the time long because he was comfortable and happy. "Well black shows strength" he smiled at her. "How?" Her eyes widened while she nibbled her lips. "Because when everything is dark, you fight your way to the light. It shows the strength of not giving up. Even in the dark, your shadow leaves you, it remains only you." He shrugged his shoulder. "Woah" she beamed excitedly while jumping up and down. "This is the first time I'm hearing that but I think blue is the best" she scoffed dramatically. "Why?" he inquired. "Because blue shows nature. The sky is blue, the ocean is blue..." she muttered looking downcast while he smiled at her. " Then blue is the best "he agreed with her so that he could smile and he rewarded him with the fullest of her smiles which made him happy. "Your favourite food" She inquired, cutting her fingernails. "Any homemade food" he replied, he didn't care if she knew how to cook or not. He didn't marry her to be his cook or maid. He would cook if she didn't know. He grinned at the thought. He would be the chef and served her in the bed and dining room. "Your favourite book?" . "ARB101 and Adiya Amir by Um_royhan" he replied. "Awww, who could take you like a romance sucker" she snickered. "Well, I love fantasy, action, thriller and suspense books but those books were different" he spoke with excitement. He liked talking about his favourite books. "Why?" . "Is this an interview question?" he chuckled while she smiled shyly at him. "Answer, maybe I can read it". "The ARB101 book is a short story but  I love the beginning of the book. It started with Whatsapp chat while Adiya Amir is the sweetest of all. The book inspires me a lot" he finished. " How? ". " Because it shows the struggles, challenges. It talks about suicide. Everything in life is a challenge, don't give up because surely, you will pass through and I quote the writer, 'Everything that happens in our lives is challenges that we need to conquer' " he added. "Woah" She beamed with happiness, "I can't wait to read it" she screamed happily. "Yeah". "TV series or music?" . "I do not like movies or watching TV and listening to music," he shrugged. He didn't see anything bad in it. "OK, old man" she scrunched her nose, "Coffee or tea". "I'm a sucker of black coffee". "Rainy or sunny?" . "Rain because it is always weather for two" he wiggled his eyebrows while she turned away embarrassedly. He has no shame. She thought. "You are perv" She muttered but he heard. " I'm not but if it is with my wife then I'm a perv" he winked at her. "Your favourite place to be?" she asked. "Library" he responded Immediately. "Hehe... Who could think a man like you can be in the library" she teased, wiggling her brows. "A man like me?" He frowned. "Yes, a man like you - I mean a beautiful front page model like you...." She gasped and clamped her mouth shut then she ran away. He laughed out with his body shaking. When was the last time he laughed hard. He enjoyed his time with her, how flustered she was when he was adding some innuendo to her questions. "We are already one step forward," he thought happily.