“Ibrahim, tell me more about yourself.” Anna asked as she rested her head on his broad chest, he was leaning on the headboard of the bed. Now inside their igloo, they are enjoying their warmths. His finger couldn’t stop brushing her hairs lovingly. They cuddle up on the bed the entire night. Due to the glass ceiling, they could see the night sky along with the stars. They hold each other as they indulge themselves in inspiring the colors the sky shows to them and decorating their life with these colors.“What do you wish to know about me?” He asked with a gentle voice.Anna curled up more in his chest and tightened her grasp on his waist. She sighed as she felt that she was in the most secure place. “What brought you to Paris?” She couldn’t help but ask because if he didn't leave that time, they wouldn't have to wait sixteen years to see each other again. Their life will be totally different from the beginning. “I was adopted, and I think you do know that my foster father is a Frenc
“Happy birthday to you…... Happy birthday to you my dear Ibrahim… Happy birthday to you….”A wide smile couldn't have left Ibrahim’s lips since this morning. It's his birthday, and it might be one of the days he hated the most, but he could see that his wife, Anna, has been so eager preparing everything, starting with the food, cakes, and a small party. He doesn't want to make her feel bad so he decided to do things the way she wanted. He blew the candle, and everyone clapped their hands cheerfully.“I appreciate it.” He smiled.Ibrahim looked around, and for some reason he could feel the warmth that's shared between all of them, and it’s all because thanks to Anna, she's the mastermind behind it all. He has told her several times that there's no need to throw a party, but she insisted that it's just amongst close friends. As much as he hates celebrating his birthday, he just let her invite four people, which only includes Alan, Jessica, Jacob, and Lilly. She used it as a chance for h
In a large room, a beautiful lady in her thirties with light brownish wavy hair and hazel eyes sat in front of a big piano, playing a tune that sounded like a lullaby to her seven-year-old son, who sat beside her with the same light brown hair and little eyes closed, listening to the tune that his mother was playing on the piano. As soon as the tune ended, the beautiful woman turned to look at his son and smiled; she lightly touched his brown hair akin just like her.“Ibrahim, what is your dream?” She asked, lightly brushing his hair similar to hers.“Dream?” the seven-year-old boy inquired, gazing up at his mother's hazel eyes. She lightly chuckled at her son's cute ethic, which he inherited from her husband. Little Ibrahim had acquired his mother's appearance, but his nature is the same as his father's. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” She asked.Small Ibrahim considered what his mother had asked him, looking around to see what his small mind could grasp, but his gaze was
“Ibrahim, what happened? Are you okay?” A sleepy voice asked him.Ibrahim turned around, and he could see Anna slowly approaching him. “You should be sleeping.” Said Ibrahim looking at her, adoringly.Anna didn't reply but instead placed her palm on the surface of his forehead. “You are sweating, but your temperature is normal. Do you have a nightmare?” She asked, worriedly.Ibrahim sighed and turned his glance back to the window. The cold night breeze whistled softly, blowing lightly. The sky was a deep, clear blue and the moonlight reflected on the window. He didn’t remember when was the last time he slept in peace without any worry, without any feeling of avenge. After he got married to Anna, he slept a few nights in peace but why the nightmare starts coming now. He was lost in his own thoughts when he felt a pair of arms circling through his waist, and he could feel that she was resting her head on his back.“What's bothering you? You can tell me.” Anna spoke softly.Ibrahim's eye
Four months laterAlan looked to the side of the road, and as the traffic signal turned green, he stepped on the gas pedal impatiently. Things are driving him insane, and he has to go to Ibrahim's office as soon as possible. When he arrived at the headquarters building, he rushed to the elevator and pressed the highest floor. He couldn't be calmer when he saw Ye-Soul's confused expression when she saw him running like a hungry beast.“Alan, what happened? Why are you running like that?” Jessica asked, as she doesn't get it, why Alan looked so panicked.Alan was still panting trying to catch his breath. “Jessica, is Ibrahim back already from Dublin?” He asked, impulsively.Jessica nodded as she glanced at her watch. “According to the schedule he sent me last night, the flight will touch down at the airport at nine in the morning and it's already half past eleven. I guess he will arrive here in no time.” said Jessica.“When he arrives, tell him that I'm here. I will wait inside his offi
When noon arrived, Ibrahim and Alan went straight to the hospital that Alan had mentioned, and Ibrahim's heart had been pounding so rapidly that he didn't have any idea why. He really doesn't want to see her anymore, but why does she have to come back to look for him? She was the one who dumped him. Didn’t she get any peace after hurting him so much. She was the one who chose to run away from him, and she was the one who didn't cherish him, so why has she come back now when he's already happy with what he has now? When he found a secure person who wanted him to be happy.When they arrived at the hospital, Ibrahim couldn't have been more patient, both he and Alan had trusted her word. However, before they could reach the ward to look for her, both Ibrahim and Alan could hear the sounds of glass being shattered against the door, followed by the sound of a girl screaming loudly. Ibrahim and Alan looked at each other and ran towards that room right away. As soon as Alan opened the door,
Ibrahim looked at her, dumbfounded, as he shook his head in disbelief. “Pregnant?” He just couldn't believe it.Natasha was still crying when she looked at Ibrahim's eyes with a weak gaze. “He disowned me when he knew that I was pregnant with your child. He swore in front of me that he would destroy you if I insisted on marrying you. You know my father is a very ruthless person; he always takes his words seriously.” Said Natasha.Ibrahim is still looking at her with horror. He really doesn't want to believe it. He just couldn’t believe it. He was getting more upset seeing her lying in front of him. “How dare you tell me a lie, Natasha? My people found out that you were running away with a guy, and you think I will believe that just like that? Do you think I'm that dumb?” He started to raise his voice; rage flowed through him.“Am I wrong here that I just wanted to protect the person I love?” She paused and looked at Ibrahim with a meaningful gaze. “I ran away from you in order to prot
It was a cold night, and she could feel the harsh wind striking horribly as she could hear the window shaking a little. She groaned hard; she knew that the thunderstorm was going to come any time soon. Anna put all of her attention on the book while plugging headphones into both of her ears. She couldn't hear any lightning because the volume was turned up to eleven. However, the fact that the person she's waiting for isn't yet home fills her with dread. Her heart started to feel uneasy when she saw the drops of rain falling from the window.“Where is he?” She whispered to herself.She glanced at the clock, and it showed half past ten. Is he still working this late at night? She has been missing him so much that she has not seen him for three days already due to his frequent travel to Dublin, and today is the fourth day. She reached for her phone, and another sigh escaped through her lips when she couldn't see any new notification. She decided to just put the attention back on her book
In the next second, Anna could feel his lips brush over hers, giving her a warm yet passionate kiss. A kiss that they missed, both. Each time he has her in his arms, she feels frozen. Why does his touch feel so magical? She can feel his tongue asking for entrance as she parted her lips only to let the kiss go wilder. She circled her hand on his neck, and as soon as she wanted to kiss him even deeper, she felt something kicking from her belly again, making her push Ibrahim away.“Why?” Asked Ibrahim frustrated.“He kicked again, it seems like he doesn’t like it when you kiss me.” Anna replied, rubbing her palm on her stomach.Ibrahim grinned at her. “He kicks because he can feel pity for his father that his mother kept on asking his father to go.”Anna glared at Ibrahim. “Don’t make such excuses! Look at the time. It’s almost evening and you should go back now.”“No, I’m not leaving yet if you don’t let me kiss you properly.” Ibrahim shook his head in stubbornness.She immediately stan
Sitting on the dining table, Anna poured the chocolate syrup on Sofia’s pancakes. “I know you liked your pancake with honey but we only have chocolate sauce and agave syrup. You won't mind right?” asked Anna because she knew her husband could be a little picky eater sometimes.Ibrahim was a little touched by her action. She still remembers little things about him. “It’s fine actually I’m very hungry as I haven’t had my dinner last night so I can eat anything.”“The last time I remember you didn’t eat Alan’s restaurant noodles, complaining that it’s too spicy and oily for you. And why didn’t you have your dinner last night? I've told you not to skip it.”Ibrahim smiled. “You still think of me all the time, isn’t it? And no, because I wasn't able to find a good stay here, all the hotels were previously booked because it's a holiday.”“So, where are you staying then?”“Don’t worry the room is small but it’s okay I can manage it.”Anna didn’t ask any further but focused her attention back
The night had turned into day in just a blink of an eye, but Ibrahim couldn't seem to forget what happened between him and Anna. He couldn't give up just because she was giving him the cold shoulder. Even if she keeps on pushing him away, he will always try to come back to her. He couldn't able to endure losing her for the second time. So that’s why now he is here, in front of a two-story bungalow that's located not too far from the beach where he met her.Ibrahim rubbed his palms together to warm himself because the air was getting colder. “Why is it taking her so long to open the door?” He mumbled on his own.However, not long after that, the door was opened. His lips curled up, thinking maybe it was Anna who opened the door, but the smile faded when he saw it was a little girl instead.“Who are you?” The little girl asked, looking at Ibrahim with a confused gaze.Ibrahim was confused as well. He looked at his surroundings and his phone screen, checking if he really had the right ad
Ibrahim heaved a deep sigh. He took off his spectacles as he massaged the bridge of his nose gently. He couldn't help but force himself to concentrate on his work as he looked at the piles of documents he had to go through. He put on his spectacles and moved his gaze back to his notebook screen. At the same time, his phone rang.“Yes Jessica.” He picked up the phone with his left hand while clicking the mouse with his right.“Sir, the annual shareholder conference will be held this afternoon after lunch. I have the documents and presentation slides ready.”Ibrahim kept quiet for a while when he heard Jessica say the annual shareholder conference because it usually takes place somewhere near the end of the year. Oh, how time flies, and it should be his wedding anniversary soon, but he is still here, alone.“Sir, are you there?” Jessica's voice was heard again.“Ah, yes. Notify me when we're about to start.” Ibrahim replied.“Noted.”After sleepless nights, skipping meals, and consuming
Anna POVHow does it feel to live in circumstances where you have to battle with your own feelings? To me, it feels like torture. People said feelings are more dangerous than ideas, because they aren't susceptible to rational evaluation. They grow quietly underground before exploding all over the place. You tend to act in the opposite way from the rational side if you act based on your heart, and vice versa, because your heart doesn't have thoughts.I loved that man. Oh no, I still love him. If the feelings could not be forgotten after sixteen years. I doubt if several months can. Day by day, I missed him a little more than yesterday. I missed his voice. I missed his smile. I missed his smell. I missed his hug, and I missed how he made me feel wanted. I missed how he praises every bit of my body while making love with me. If I love him that much, why would I leave him? I left him not because I no longer love him, but because I love him so much that it started to hurt me.I realized th
The cool breeze blew through her hair softly. The leaves have turned yellow and are slowly falling, filling up the street. Summer slowly collapsed into fall. There is a saying that goes, Autumn leaves don't fall; they fly. They take their time, wander around, and this is their only chance to soar.Anna tightened her coat as soon as she got off the taxi, walking into one of the most famous barbeque restaurants in London Road.Her lips curled up upon looking at the faces that she recognized wholeheartedly. She could see one of them waving their hand at her, and she didn't think twice but to approach them and hug them tightly.“Sorry for the delay. There was a lot of traffic.” Said Anna as she took a seat.Lily laughed softly. “It's okay, Anna. We are used to it.” She joked.“Let's order something first. I'm very hungry.” Jacob interrupted them before they could even start their bickering.Just like in the old days, the three had a nice barbeque meal with cheers and laughter. Anna couldn
“Dad!”Anna shrieked with delight as she noticed her father seated on the couch in their living room, smiling broadly at her. She didn't hesitate, but immediately plunged herself into her father's embrace.“Dad, are you alright? You didn't get hurt anywhere, right? How are you?” Anna bombarded the questions at her father, her eyes welling up with tears.Paul laughed amusedly. “You stupid girl. I’m fine.”“Dad, when did you get home? And why did no one even tell me that you came home.” Anna pouted, still hugging her father. Rachel and Paul looked at each other letting out an awkward laugh which didn’t fit into the environment. She looked confusedly at her parents’ reaction.“It's not such a big deal, Anna. The thing is that I will be fine.” Said her father trying to convince Anna.Anna sighed. “Why didn't you tell me? I have been so worried about you.”It's not that he refuses to tell her daughter. She just got discharged from the hospital and he does not want to add more pressure to h
“Okay. I will do everything you want, but could you please consider your thoughts again?” Asked Ibrahim as he looked at Anna with an expectant gaze.Could she really tell him to stop giving her that look? It feels like she is going to break down soon. He had become her weakness as much as she became his.“I have told you. We are done, and there is nothing more that we can do. I can’t even if I want to.” She replied the last sentence like a mere whisper without looking at him, trying to sound firm, but deep inside her heart, she's crying hysterically.Ibrahim tried to inhale as much air as he could to calm himself down because the atmosphere started to become suffocating for both of them. There was a brief moment of silence before he dared to look into her eyes, again.“Anna, do you remember when I first met you in the French restaurant?” Asked Ibrahim.Of course, she does, and things in her head start to fly back to the first time they met, when Luke had to gather all of his forces to
Alan patted Ibrahim's shoulder lightly, as if he were giving him strength. He even gave him a light smile. “Everything will be alright, Ibrahim.” He spoke.Ibrahim sighed instead. It has been two days since Anna was admitted in the hospital, and he couldn't see her since she was awake because he was told that she didn't want to see him. It feels extremely excruciating for him.“Do you think she wanted to see me now?” Ibrahim asked with his head held low.“Where did the strong headed Ibrahim Saunders go?” said Alan trying to calm him down. He understands from which phase his best friend is going through and he knows how to make Ibrahim face this situation, a little push is what he needed right now. Ibrahim looked up at Alan in confusion. “What do you mean? It's not the time to joke around.”“I have known you for how many years… twenty years Ibrahim. You’re a strong and capable man that everyone in his office is afraid of, but the one in front of me now is a coward.” Alan said, trying