Marry Me Not

TWENTY

The whole day with the fitting dresses thing makes me and Arta feel exhausted. Silently we both thank God we did not do it by ourselves. Thanks to my mother and sisters to arrange everything in a short time.

'Leaves all the beauty stuff in women hands and leaves all the hard works for the men' they said.

It is quite true actually.

"What do you have in your minds Jordan?" Arta asks me, lying down beside me.

"All of this. It feels like only yesterday you chased me with your proposal and how many times I turned you down. But now look where we are. We have our wedding tomorrow and it is not because of the proposal"

"Yeah eight months and twenty days precisely and thank you for giving me a chances"

"I should be the one who thank you for not letting me go or I would be the one who will be living in regret for my whole life"

"I guess we both have mutual feelings for the first time. You just too dull to realize"

"Probably"

"Jordan"

"Yes"

"How come you never touch me? Not in a wrong way but I am just curious."

"I did not think of it." But now I am, I speak for myself.

"Never?"

"Never. Ever since I proposed we both have a more hectic life and every night after work we just fall asleep. Did you think of it? Like a lot?"

"Couple times"

"Every time we touch the bed we fall asleep.."

"But not every morning you wake up earlier than me"

"What does it mean?"

"You know why sometimes I woke up so early?"

"Because you have a meeting early in the morning?"

"No that just my excuse for not telling the truth"

"And the truth is..?"

"Your morning wood poked me"

"Oh! Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Well, I find it beautiful actually. Sometimes it standing straight and it shows how strong it can be"

"Oh my! I want to hear no more about my wood"

"Why? I am praising your d**k here. Are not every man like when women praising their d***s? Besides I already saw the true form and from what I saw nobody can say that it is not beautiful. Every woman will agree with me if they see what you have there"

"So I can show it to the women?"

"Yeah you can after I chop it off"

"Auch"

"Jordan, do you believe seeing the bride before the wedding day will bring bad luck to the marriage?"

"Nope"

"Me too. You might want to lock the door"

"Why?"

"Traditions. They might bark in and kidnap one of us in order avoiding bad luck" 

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Ugh I do not like being disturbed when I am sleeping"

Just before I lock the door, someone is knocking, loud! Arta is giving me the signal to not open the door. Slowly she wakes up to closed and locks the windows too.

"Who is it?" I ask without opening the door

"It is me Kevin" he sounds nervous

"What is it?" Still not open the door

"Uhm I need... I need to talk about work" something is not right. Kevin never stutter.

"Can it wait until tomorrow?"

"No. It is emergency"

"What kind of emergency?"

"Uh the.. the fabric"

"Which one?"

"China. I just got a call from there"

"What did they say?"

"Something thing about the production"

"You know Kev, I just got back from China yesterday and nothing has happened"

"It is now. Can you just open the door?"

"I bet my father told him to do this" Arta's whisper in my ear

"No Kev. Sorry but I am busy. I am sure you can handle it"

"But I need to talk to you regarding the problems" Arta strip of her nightgown, take a bedcover, messes herself and then peek at the door

"I am sorry Kev, but you see we are in the middle of something and I do not like it when someone is disturbing me especially with something that is not important at all. Now tell me how important your problem is?" Feisty!

"Er.. uh. not.. not important at all" I try so hard to control my laugh

"So it is not an emergency like you said before?" She can be very intimidating sometimes

"No.. not at all"

"Hm. Okay. Now you can excuse yourself"

"Ye...Yes off course. Excuse me"

Arta closed the door and we both laugh in silent.

"Your naked butt is so tempting"

"Sleep!"

"Okay.."