• M I R H A L •

"What defines you is how you treat others not how others treat you."
  
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Mirhal peeked from the door immediately after she saw Usman carrying the gift that she kept for him in his room..

She nervously looked at him as he unwrapped the box carefully,he carried the black jallabiya that was wrapped nicely,the oud perfume and the white cap that was nicely kept,he carried the note inside as he started reading it out loud..

"Here is a gift to my childhood bestfriend,not any special occasion but you need to know how special you are.

From your dear wife Mirhal..
[Mrs Usman]

She heard the sound of his chuckle as a wide grin appeared on his face,she jumped up in happiness as she ran to her room so that he won't know that she has been watching him..

She sat down across her bed as she checked on how to treat a person suffering from cancer,she noted the things she could do and stood up and made her way to the kitchen to prepare dinner for them,she wants them to have a dinner date at him..

She reached the kitchen and decided to make his favorite which is Rice and Carrot stew with plantain and fish with Zobo..

She got to work as she slowly moved her head and body to the indian song she was singing which she was sure that she doesn't know how to sing,joing her collaborations of words with the rhythm as she moved to and fro in the kitchen..

She shouted on the tip of her voice when she felt hands wrapped around her waist,she calmed herself down after smelling Usman's perfume,she tried turning around but he held her firmly..

"Mi alma you are just amazing":he said as he chuckled..

"And now when did I turn to Mi alma?":she asked ignoring her beating heart..

"Mi alma means my soul"

"You know I loved every bit of the gifts,I have always loved receiving gifts because it makes me feel lobed and special,no matter how small it is,it really lit up my mood":he said as he slowly twirled her still in his arms..

Mirhal smiled at herself and made a mental note of giving him gifts more often..

"Thank you":he said as he gave a feathery kiss..

"It is okay Cariño":Mirhal replied smiling..

"So am you dear":he said letting go of her as he winked..

"Hmm Cariño":she said smiling..

"My pleasure Mi alma":he said smiling as he sat down on the counter looking at her as she continued working..

A comfortable silence prevailed both of them,Mirhal's attention was divided into two,her food that is on fire and her husband who was looking at her shamelessly..

She turned around as she looked at him thinking that he will look down but he didn't..

"Usman instead of sitting there and looking at me,you should offer a helping hand now":she said holding her waist as a smile formed on his lips..

"It has always been my wish to stare at my wife while she cooks,go to and fro in the kitchen and you know what the amazing thing is"

He kept quite for a while and she kept looking at him..

"The fact that she is cooking to make me happy,so that we will eat together and talk about many things":he said smiling as he hop off from the counter..

Mirhal looked at him and she started to envy him because of the way he is always happy..

"Usman how do you do it,how can little things makes you happy?":she asked him amused..

"Yes Mi alma life is too short to not find happiness in little things":he said smiling..

"Growing up I realized that everyone needs some personal space,we all have our day to day problems and depressions so we need time alone to settle our mind and have peace with ourselves"

"I will tell you one secret to keep yourself happy":he said as he hugged her from behind again not before kissing her cheeks..

"Never invade into someone's personal space and privacy and yes mind your business":he said as his breath fanned her neck..

Mirhal smiled brightly at what he said..

"Usman stop hugging me,you are so clingy now come and help me with setting the plates on the table":She said frowning at him..

He pouted his lips slightly as he stomped his legs..

"Mi alma stop calling me Usman,continue calling me Cariño"

"And yes hugging you is just a way of telling you how much I love you and want to be by your side"

"The best man is not the most handsome and not the richest but the one who always tries to show you how much he loves you":he said smiling as he followed her to the dinning area to keep the plates..

She turned to him after they kept the plates and pinched his cheek before handing him a glass of water and his medicines which she takes around inside her waist bag,he looked at her and tried to runaway but she caught him and gave him the glass smiling sheepishly..

He gulped his medicines down and he smiled at her..

"It is time for Maghrib,you should go and pray Mr annoying":She said laughing..

"Call me Cariño":he said pleadingly..

"No Usman":She said making her way to the parlor as he followed her..

"Please Mi alma":he said as he touched her hair..

"Cariño":she said smiling and he jumped as he hugged her and kissed her forehead then made his way out to the mosque..

Mirhal happily smiled as she made her way to her room to perform ablution and pray then decorate the dining area and also change before he come back..

Usman used to have a lesson of 30 minutes after Maghrib..

Mirhal opened her diary after praying and started writing her feelings..

Dear Areef am surely missing you so much,am still trying to find ways to make Usman happy,I want to fulfill many of his wishes and build the best memories of his life,take him to places he have never being to,do things he have never done and make him feel loved,I don't ever want him to feel like he is a burden,I want him to know he is loved by millions of people..

Let's go for it..

Mirhal closed the book as she sadly smiled..

Am surely going to miss Usman so much when he is no more..