465 Love is strange

Zaki was like a beautiful prince standing in the middle of thousands of roses. He looked so focused and serious but he was happy. His eyes were full of life as if he was enjoying what he was doing at the moment. 

He looked like a perfectionist florist scrutinizing every flower he touched before picking it. He was examining each petal, looking for the slightest imperfection as if he was a scientist looking down a microscope.

Zaki actually decided to pick the flowers himself instead of just buying a bouquet. He didn't have enough time to prepare for this sudden confession so he thought that this was the best thing he could do for now. Honestly, he still found it hard to believe. He couldn't believe that his heart, which was breaking so badly and felt heavy as hell until this morning was now as light as a feather.