A talk over coffe

Chapter 14

He knocked on the door asking if I could join him for breakfast, I admit that I overreacted yesterday, I was just looking for someone to blame. I waited for at least an hour before I opened the door, he was standing with a breakfast tray in his hands still dressed in his tux pants and shirt.

" I come in peace, " he said handing me a tiny jewelry box.

" treaty accepted…besides I did overreact a little last night."

No one would have expected their wedding night to go down the way ours did, our parents had our honeymoon booked for next week. We sat on the carpet of the spare room, shoulder to shoulder as we thought of what to say to each other.

" jazakallah( may Allah reward you) for the food Zafar."

" anything for my wife, I don't want to be like my father, but that's a story for another day."

"You're nothing like him, I was just being unreasonable."

" at least now you know," we laughed and had breakfast together.

"by the way Nura I'm sorry the other day when I treated you like garbage, I deserve to be called the most wicked names on this planet."

" I would love to disagree, but...maybe a week of your delicious breakfast and I'll consider it."

" pure blackmail, "he said flicking my forehead.

" I'm glad everything is back to normal, almost."

" besides the fact where I can kiss your forehead," he said gently grabbing me by my shoulders till my forehead met his soft slim lips, "and give you amazing hugs, " and the next thing felt was his arms around me…" unlike before, where looking at you was sin itself."

I quickly pushed him off me as I felt my heart begin to race, "we have a long day ahead of us…go shower you smell like curry."

" yes mam, I'll be back in flash."

I am happy that we could easily bury the hatched, I am lucky to have him as my husband, he was always that to good to be true guy, I always question why none of his past relationships worked out.

" done, let's head out. I have to spoil you today!"

"someones a little hyped up, be careful about what you wish for, I might leave your pockets dry."

" well, in that case, we'll use my dad's card then."

"great idea."

We shopped for half of the day then had lunch. I could still feel the warmth of his kiss on my forehead, and this time felt comfortable holding his waist as well drove through the city on his motorbike...enjoying the wind, just like we use to.

" Are you coming to class with me today?"

" How would that even be possible, I know nothing about karate…"

" you can just watch, meet my karate comrades and probably make a few new friends."

" Okay I'm down, but if something goes wrong you take the blame for it."

"deal, your everything but a trouble maker Zafar dear."

A quick change, as we drove to the dojo, the class opened and after the fitness and revision of the final class, we split into our usual teams and worked on our fighting.

" Okay so it's a block to the face then a sweep," said mutaq holding our gloves

"Okay you go first, I don't think I got a hang of the sweep yet."

" sure thing."

He stepped back and begun the combination and then swept me to the floor...

since I've arrived Mutaq has never allowed me to fall onto the ground the way I normally would when he is not around. He swept, as he instinctively caught me with one of his arms. That was a terrible idea, I saw Zafar's mood change. Not sure if it is a good or bad thing. I continued with class and decided to invite Mutaq for dinner to introduce him to my new spouse.

" first of all, you guys haven't touched any of your food since we've arrived. Secondly, I had no idea that the both of you were mutes…can you guys say something to each other already."

" There's not much to say to Mr. I love placing my hands everywhere."

" what on this Dunya are you talking about?"

" oh, do you think I didn't see that passionate tango catch he had going on during your training?"

Mutaq was silent the entire time and begun eating his food.

" someone's jealous again."

" Whatever."

" Nura, since today was our last class before the trip I wanted to give you this," Mutaq said

" oh, did you get accepted by the way?"

" of course I did. i got you new knee pads I saw what they did to yours in class."

"thank you."

" I have to go now, I'll e-wallet you the bill."

" okay asalamualikum," I say accepting the gift.

"walikumsalam…to you as well Nuras husband."

" hmm…"

He left me and Zafar in the restaurant.

" Who on this earth does he think he is, and if you needed new karate gee I would have bought it for you."

" don't mind him, he hardly talks, and if he does it's about karate or food."

" oh well…I have nothing to say."

"I can't believe that your still jealous of him that doesn't make any sense though, he's like 2 years younger than the both of us."

"interesting, whys he built like that though."

" you still insecure about his six-pack, and your braai pack, if you want one go for it…I'll help, hand me the last pizza slice."

" you can have it, and I do not have a braai pack…my six-pack is just on vacation."

"sure…" I laughed before urging him to till we could not walk anymore, I actually didn't mind him being a normal shaped human…Mutaq was a weird vibe for his age, he was never like that growing up.

But at least now i know that he will have my back in Japan in a month.

" Zafar…" I call out to him walking outside of the restaurant.

" yes?" he said holding my hand at the sound of my voice.

" don't feel intimidated by the men around me."

" why wouldn't I be, I mean…you have zero feelings for me Nura, I have to be careful…I don't plan on losing you again."

" We are splitting soon, for a short period…only time will tell honestly."

" agreed, lets get home and open all those wedding gifts, I hope they bought us stuff other than house appliances."

"you always dodge my questions...are you afraid?" he asks

" like you said, only time will tell."