Senses.. (32)

Nouf: What are you doing Wednesday night?
Fahad: Nothing, you?
Nouf: Oh. I have a special day :)
Fahad: ?
Nouf: I'm getting married.

He sat at his desk, frowning at his phone, the words in front of him not quite registering in his brain, does that mean that she will marry him? He picked up his office phone and dialled her extension quickly.

'Dr. Fahad?'
'What are you doing on Wednesday again?'
'I'm getting married' she giggled, 'what about you?'
'I don't know, am I getting married too?'
'You better be'
'I gather the mothers talked?'
'And the fathers are preparing the bishts'
'And I wasn't told why?'
'I told them I'll tell you'
'I love you'
'I know'
'And you love me?'
'I guess'
'Can you come to my office have breakfast with me?'
'It's 11, I had breakfast already'
'Ok, we can have an early lunch'
'I'm not hungry'
'Can you just come?'
'Ok, ok, coming'

She shut the phone and smiled at her friend, 'Manal I feel good, finally'
'Because you decided on what to do, he makes you happy, just be happy Noufa'
'Inshallah, do I look ok?'
'You look beautiful, just go'

She walked in to his office and smiling, her smile mirrored on his face,
'Can I kiss my bride?'
'Fahad! we're in the office'
'Close the door behind you please'
'Fahad..'
'Close the door..' he whispered, as she obeyed and closed the door behind her, 'come here' he said grabbing her hand and pulling her to him, holding her close to him, 'I've been dying to do this for some time'
'Fahad.. we can't..' she whispered pushing him away gently,
'Fine, come sit next to me' he said pulling her towards the sofa, 'so.. you changed your mind?'
'Umm.. I wouldn't say changed, just made up my mind..'
'Are you happy?'
'I think so.. are you?'
'Ecstatic'
'I'm glad'
'So.. ilmelcha wednesday, when's the wedding?'
'Hey.. I need time to plan' she laughed,
'I don't have time, I want as you are, we've wasted enough time, my fault I know.. before you start blabbering.. I don't want to waste more, I want to start the rest of our lives'
'Hey! I don't blabber!'
'You do, shway.. but I love you anyway'
'I want a small wedding, so.. six months?'
'Six months?? for a small wedding? so if it was big how long would you make me wait?'
'A year normally.. Listen it's my wedding, and I'm only getting married once'
'Hopefully' he laughed,
'Hey!'
'So tell me.. where do you want to go on our honeymoon?'
'I don't know.. where do you want?'
'Our bedroom'
'Fahad!'
'What? I'm being honest.. I don't care where we go, as long as you're with me'
'Well, when you put it this way..'
'I was worried..'
'When?'
'The other day, after we talked..'
'Really?'
'Yeah, I thought you would tell me that it's not worth the heartbreak and we should just tell our families that it didn't work out'
'Honestly, I was about to..'
'But?'
'I love you, and I'd rather we try, I'd rather risk with you, then be safe and sad with someone else'