Loving You in My Way
CHAPTER 19

Ayyub Pov's

When going to the restaurant suddenly my phone\sound signifies a new message. It turned out from my heart saying that he would be half an hour late.

I was impatient, but he took time back. Maybe it's true he's very busy. So I understand. Waiting for three years I could be what half an hour means.

Maybe I'll prepare a little surprise for him. Immediately I called the restaurant to order a table and asked to be on set as romantic as possible with a good place.

I will do anything to win her heart again. I am afraid that he has turned over to the situation he is in now there must be many who try to approach him as Sadiq said.

Vina will I finish later the most important thing I live first what is in front of my eyes, I thought.

After the restaurant employee finished doing his job immediately I went down to the place that was prepared.

It was better that I give a good impression by waiting for him, there is no way that I would let him wait for me.

A few minutes later I reached the restaurant and sat down at the table I had ordered over the phone. It doesn't disappoint them doing their job well.

Not forgetting I bought a flower that had been strung together into a beautiful bucket a blend of red roses, tulips and baby breath that represented my love for her.

I was so nervous, it felt like first date when officially she was still my wife only now I don't understand anymore how the clarity.

My eyes continued to look towards the door hoping to be anxious, I was afraid that he would run away again but I also hoped that every open door would take him.

Already six people who entered still did not see the trunk of his nose, I began to fret fear if he really\-not come.

My eyes still faithfully looked towards the entrance, suddenly I saw a hijab-wearing woman descending from a taxi and walking slowly towards the door of the restaurant.

I could not see it clearly because it was still blocked by the door and the distance was too far. I keep praying it's him, the person I miss so much.

For a moment I held my breath, my heart was beating. Ah shit even the cold sweat has been smothering my forehead and back. I wiped the sweat with a handkerchief and made sure I looked again.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds ..

The fifth second I heaved a sigh of relief seeing who I was seeing. But it didn't last long. I suddenly forgot how to breathe seeing the woman who was talking to the waiters.

"It seems we are indeed a partner who has been destined from heaven" my inner self while photographing the smiling woman without realizing it.

The poem of my heart used a gray\-gray suit with a blazzer made to slightly expand and fall surgingly covering his pelvis that seemed to suit him.

At the bottom he wears cloth pants in matching color with his top while the inside looks like he is wearing a butih shirt.

Hijab with a pashmina model that adds a soft impression on his face. Very pretty, I'm proud of her.

Even in the west he was able to maintain his principles and even he could make a career without giving up his hijab, a plus for him.

Today he uses shoes and handbags with soft pink color that makes his appearance younger and fresher. Don't forget the pink lipstick on her beautiful lips made me want to taste it.

When in the middle of the road he opened the sun glasses with a clear pink color perched at the base of his nose more clearly visible face beautiful.

They're getting closer to my desk, I'm really nervous right now. Immediately I stood walking around half the table to pull the chair opposite me.

Now he was in front of me and the waiter who drove him had left. I still faithfully stood behind the chair. I wanted to hug the woman I missed so much, but I was afraid she was angry and ran away again.

"Assalamu'alaikum" his greeting returned me to the real world.

"Wa'alaikumsalaam" I answered nervously with a clumsy smile.

I hope he'll kiss the back of my hand like he used to but there's no sign of a\-sign that it'll happen, so I'll let him sit down and push the chair he's sitting in.

Then I went back to my chair and gave her the flowers I had prepared.

With a confused face she received the flower and afterwards she thanked me with a smile on her face. The smile I missed, the same dimple even now the smile looks many\-times more beautiful.

It was so cold to see his smile, as if melting was a fortress in my heart, I felt the warmth of every look at that smiling face with beautiful eyes staring at my eyes.

"How are you, baby ?" ask me to open the conversation.

"Alhamdulillah well, how are you ?" ask him back to me.

Even hearing his voice I let go, all my disappointment and anger down on him.

"Alhamdulillah, but not as good as you" I replied.

"I mean ?" tanyakanya.

"We order a meal first, then we talk" I said.

This problem cannot be discussed now, we must eat first so that later it does not damage the atmosphere and eliminate appetite.

"Alright" Neera answered briefly to me.

"Have you made your choice ?" ask again.

"Salad only" he replied.

He just smiled at me.

After that I ordered a stick for him and myself and the salad he chose. I know he's only shortening our meeting time, but I'm not gonna let him. I'll find a way to hold him with me.

While waiting for my order, watch him closely. His gaze was always looking down or he turned his face towards the window at the side. It seems he avoided my sight.

I also saw the worry and fear in his eyeballs, the frown on his forehead was clearly a sign of him thinking hard.

I don't know if I always knew what she felt just by looking into her eyes, even if she tried to cover it up and act as calm as possible.

"Darling, are you okay ?" manyaku.

"hmm, well" he answered briefly in addition to his smile.

"Why do you look worried, is there something wrong ?" ask again.

"Ah. no" he replied again.

"Then?" I said demand.

"Ah that, I'm just afraid of being late for my promise later" she replied hesitantly.

Sure enough, he was trying to avoid me.

"Okay baby, we play" my mind with a meaningful smile.

"What time do you promise ?" ask again.

"An hour away" he replied slowly.

"What ?? Are you kidding me ?" I cried in disbelief.

"I'm sorry" her jawbanya softly as she lowered her head.

"Hufft.." I let out a rough breath and it made her lower her head even more deeply.

"Alright, eat first after that I will deliver" I replied resignedly.

"Ah no need, I can go alone" he refused.

"Don't reject me" I broke up firmly.

He looked down more and more, not daring to look at me. I feel sorry for seeing it but I'm also very upset. Could be\-can he make an appointment with such a short time lag.

I know he's trying to get away and run away from me, but I don't understand why he's doing that. I want to know the reason and clarity of his own mouth.

Food was served on the dining table slowly I cut the stick and put it in his mouth as well as himself. But he looked restless and had trouble swallowing his food even many times I saw him gulping down the water in the glass.

"Is the food bad ?" ask me and make him stop his hand movements immediately.

"No, it's so good" he answered still looking at the food.

I was more and more confused by his attitude, what was the matter with him. There must be something he's hiding, I'm getting curious about it.

Unfortunately I could not know what the point of the problem was, so I just guessed\-nerka that made me even more upset at him.

"Then, are you uncomfortable with me ?" ask again.

Uhuk..

Suddenly\all of a sudden she choked on her food immediately I gave her a drink straight in her sip.

Now his face was red from choking and the corners of his eyes were a little teary.

Spontaneously I stuck out my hand to wipe her tears with my thumb while my palm automatically stroked the skin of her face that felt soft and smooth and at that moment her body froze and her gaze slowly led to me.

Just this time he dared to look at me directly since the meeting. Long we were silent while looking in each eyeball\ each with my hands still faithfully perched on his cheeks.

His gaze, full of wounds, fears, worries and supplications, kept me glued for a long time to the meaning of what all that I saw, even I could feel it, making my heart seem to be pinched just by looking at it.

"Thank you" he said as he lowered my hand and lowered his face.

"Oh yes, is it okay ?" manyworry.

"Hmmm" he muttered while nodding his head.

"Of course, let it not be eaten again" I said still staring fixedly at him.

"Later redundant" he replied softly still heard by me.

"Yes, we've asked to pack it up" I suggested.

Because indeed our food is still left a lot even the salad has not been touched at all. The one that I admire about the woman in front of me is that she always doesn't want to buy\-waste food, so many advantages in my eyes how could I not love her.

After asking the clerk to wrap our food and pay the bill I drove him in my own car while he sat beside me in silence.