And yes the clock ticked six.Never felt a night this long.
I got up.I had to look preetier today.I had someone to watch me.
I giggled and went for a warm shower.I had picked my favourite outfit for today.
The salmon red top and white formal pant.
I put on the tulip and pearl earing and started the makeover.
Starting with eyes…Pretty Hazel..I repeated.
I put on the liner and mascara softly enough that it doesn't hid the magic of my eyes.Magic I was trying to spread.
And lips..I didn't want to overlap the sensation of him by any tinted lipoils.But I had to look pretty.
Ugh what a dilemma.I put on the peach lip oil and styled my hair.Styling??Just parting it off from side and most mandatory.A perfume.
Vanilla themed bellavita perfume.It was my favourite for the special occasions.I wored it in occasions that can be counted in fingers.
Once on my graduation,once on my cinema and next today.
I was noe than excited.
"Done."
I went to the main door.He was already waiting for me.But slightly pale, rubbing his wrist watch .
"Where are we going?"I asked.
"In my world."He smiled.
On crossing the eistenburg -5 street ,the freshly brewed coffee ,the people on walk with their pet and an arosing sun.He stopped by a brocery and took a dozen of sweets.
On driving for an hour we reached a maroon colored 3 stored building.
He put on horn for several times.
A group of kids came to him running.Hugged him from all around kissing him.
"You came after so long."They said in sadness.
"I have a compensation."He said handling the dozen pack of sweets o a boy who guided them all to the dorm.
"Hi,Rowan."A girl approached us.
"Autum??"She said looking at me.
I was confused how she knew me and who she was.
I nodded.
"It's Dr.Ana Wills.It's good to see you."She said with a genuine smile.
"Heard you are going UK for Phd.Tomorrow.What's with the rush."She asked which took me in shock.Was he really going.And why didn't he tell me.
"Just a demand of time."He added.
We started preparing treat for the kids probably on his farewell.I had a whirlwind in my heart again.He would be far probably for a year or more.Things were just aligned how could I bear to loose him even for a moment and here I was being separated for an year.
Steak was being prepared.Along with dumplings and sphagetti.
I helped in a way I could.I wasn't good of a chef.But I was preparing the dough.Easiest of the job.
Thoughts of separation were enough too but strands of my hair came near my lips too.I blowed it and tried putting it off with my elbow.A mark of flour had already come in my cheek. When I felt a touch.
Fingers putting on the strands tucking it behind the left ear.I looked at him with awe but more with love.
He touched the flour on my left cheek as if wiping but instead put it on my nose giggling.
He ran laughing hysterically and I ran behind with a fist full of floor.
He stumbled a little giving me opportunity to win.
I was breathing heavily.
He took my hand and put it on to his both cheeks feeling it to his soul.
It's so strange how he looks at me like I'm his world and still keeps me so far from his world.
I pulled off and came back to the dough and started hitting it hardly taking off the frustration.
"Ouch."He said rom afar he didn't even mind looking at him.
Everyone came together and devoured over the food.He was busy with his kids.They were his obviously.He treated them as a parent and friend and much more.
The frustration went off seeing him smile so sweetly.
Music started playing on background.
4 Kids came and pulled me for dance.
I was pretty awkward but as I started to feel the music I started dancing my heart out feeling every bit of music.Him??My eyes were closed.Just me and my music and my heart.
I suddenly felt hand holding mine.The music was changed already.We were having a soft couple dance.Timely he was putting his hand on his temples probably he was exhausted.I put mine on his temples trying to heal him.He smiled or maybe plastered a smile.
It was a long day passed too soon.And I didn't want tomorrow to come.I didn't want the separation.
He hugged me again before we separated.I didn't pull off nor did he.It was pretty long.
"Wait for me .I will bring something for you."He said leaving in rush.
I waited early.
He came with a box with silver wrap and ribbon at the top.Probably a present.Ocassion?Maybe Farewell.Should I be happy for it or sad.I didn't have answer.
"This is for you.Open it on your birthday .Okay??"
I nodded.
I didn't leave his hand for long and left.
"I will see you soon."He said but a doubt was clear in his eyes.A doubt that haunted me.
Today was different I wasn't waiting for tomorrow.I was avoiding it.I wished it would never come and also contrary just that I could open the present soon.Was it a confession or the ticket to his place or a marriage certificate to sign. Or maybe just my overthinking.Why would he leave if he loved.Could he stay forever.or take me with him.
I was in a great conflict.Conflict of passing present and a blurry future.
And here I reached the stage
"Conflict."