Epilogue
Preeti's point of view
My hands are trembling and palms are turned to sweaty, heart is beating with its highest pase and I have a smile on my face. Butterflies dancing at the pit of my stomach and I fisted my palms.
A hand bigger than mine caught my fisted palms and I know it's my husband's hand.
I turned my head to him and give him a wider smile.
"Hold my hand, baby."
I hold his hand tightly and he intertwine our fingers.
"It's second time you are sitting in plane and you still don't use to it." He said amusingly.
"What should I do, I feel ticklish everytime in my stomach, whenever plane is about to took off or land. I can't control." I said while giggling when I felt a sudden wave of tickling in the pit of my stomach when plane finally land. It felt like a roller coaster ride.