Flawed Hearts

Chapter XV: His Disney Girl

"Go away," she mumbled, rolling onto her stomach. The feathery tickling didn't stop and she used her hand to swat at the position she felt the touch.

She sighed then went back to sleep, muttering incoherently. Aslan clamped his mouth shut as he brushed another feather on her bare arm, trying not to make a sound but it was hard not to; she looked cute while sleeping.

"For the love of God," she mumbled, sitting upright.

"Good morning to you too," he chuckled, keeping the bird feather on the bedside table. "My work here is done."

"What for are you did this?" she mumbled in Oh's voice, yawning.

"Revenge," he replied shrugging. "Now get up and take a shower, get dressed. We're going out."

"Out where?" she questioned fully awake.

"To a kingdom far far away," he responded with mirth.

"Now you sound like one of those voice-overs in a Barbie cartoon," she uttered sliding off the bed.

He shook his head then dished out their breakfast which arrived a few moments ago.

Some minutes later, Najmah emerged into the small living room, showered and dressed in a simple turtleneck ankle length dress and leggings. She tied her veil up in a turban style, a kimono draped on her shoulders. She dropped it unceremoniously on the couch then grabbed her cup of coffee.

"Where are we going to?" she questioned as she licked away the last remnant of chocolate sauce off her fingers.

"You'll see," he responded, tearing his gaze away from her lips.

"Hmmph," she huffed, ambling towards the bathroom to wash off her hands. When she was done, she applied a new layer of lip gloss on her lips then sauntered off to the living room. She shrugged on her kimono then slipped her legs into her sandals, crouching down to tie the laces. She sauntered back to the bedroom and found Aslan waiting for her by the door.

"Ready?"

"Yeah," she nodded. "Let's go."

{••}

The drive was quiet as Najmah had curled back to her alone world, leaving Aslan to wonder what was going on in her mind.

The car pulled over in front of a massive castle-like structure, bringing Aslan out of his reverie. Najmah was still unaware of her surroundings so Aslan tapped her a little on the shoulder. "We're here."

"Where is here exactly?" she questioned, her mind coming back to the present.

"Welcome to Disneyland Resort Paris," he grinned at her.

"Are you kidding me?" she scrambled out of the car, her eyes bulging out as she caught sight of the building.

"Oh my goodness!" she gushed, wrapping her arms around his neck. "This is amazing."

"It is," he grinned back at her a little bit uncomfortable. He still wasn't used to her enthusiastic state, she tended to be clingy when happy.

"Come on, let's go, let's go," she tugged at his arm, making way towards the building.

Their guide was already out waiting for them with a robot by his side.

"Welcome to Disneyland resort Najmah," the robot spoke handing her a bouquet of white roses. "Enjoy your day."

"Aww," she gushed, collecting the flowers. "Thank you."

"Would you like a tour Mr and Mrs Sadek?" the guide questioned.

"No thank you, I've got it covered." Aslan declined politely.

"Very well then," the guide responded, walking away with the robot on his tail.

"Is that a Moana sing-along?" Najmah questioned no one in particular, straining her ear towards the direction of the sound.

"It is," she squealed, grabbing ahold of Aslan's hand, pushing through the throngs of tourists till she got to the site.

She clapped her hands as she sang together with the Disney characters, her eyes sparkling with happiness. It was such a beautiful sight to behold and Aslan not wanting the memory to fade away, pulled out his cellphone and took a couple of pictures of her.

When the sing-along was over, they moved towards Frontierland in the Disneyland park to watch Tarzan then rode in the Phantom Manor. When the ride was over, they toured around the park before heading to the Walt Disney Studios.

They rode on The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror, thankfully Aslan had gotten a Fast-pass ticket as the line was huge. The tower had astounding decors, amazing ambiance and fantastic sensations. Najmah flung her arms out as she squealed with joy throughout the ride.

They rode on Indiana Jones and the Temple of Peril and Pirates of the Caribbean in Adventure Land.

{••}

Aslan and Najmah had a lovely day exploring the resort and at the end of the day, they had ridden half of the rides in both parks. They rode on the Crush's coaster and lots more.

As they walked through Disney village, Najmah realised that people stopped to gaze at them ladies especially. The ladies stopped to give Aslan appreciative glances which he didn't seem to notice. Aslan she knew was striking with his raven black hair and black eyes that made her legs sometimes turn to jelly so it was no wonder that girls would notice.

The pallor of his hair gave his skin some color,  drawing a person's eye to the flush along his high

Cheekbones and the smooth shape of his face. His eyelashes were incredibly long, a shade darker than his hair and curled slightly.

She smiled inwardly, knowing that the hunk of a man she was with was hers for the time being and nothing would stop her from enjoying the little time she had left with him.

They went into Disney Studio 1, the largest store in Disneyland and Najmah bought a couple of gifts for Hilal. When she was done, Aslan paid after some moments of arguments which he won. He guided them towards Cafe Mickey where they ate dinner happy in each other's presence.

"Today is the best day ever," Najmah sang cheerfully when they were done eating. "I've never felt so alive. This is a once in a lifetime experience. I couldn't ask for anything more."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he responded, setting his gaze on her face.

She raised her eyes, her gaze falling on his and for a moment, time seemed to have frozen. They gazed into each other's eyes, brown orbs to black. The silence stretched between them and none could find the courage to tear their gaze away from each other.

Aslan was first to glance away, and Najmah bit her lip in agitation, wondering what had overcome her.

"This is the part where you thank me for giving you the best day of your life and tell me how amazing I am," Aslan teased, nudging her with his elbow. "Oh and that I am the love of your life."

"Cocky much?" she chuckled.

"You bet," he grinned at her.

{••}

"Do you still want to visit the theatre?" Aslan queried once they left the resort. "I've gotten tickets for us."

"Of course," she grinned.

"Well come on then," he gestured at the cab waiting for them.

He told the cab driver to take them to the iconic Moulin Rouge show which he made a 9pm reservation for them.

Once they arrived at the theater, Aslan guided them to their seats. They sat down as they were served with nonalcoholic wine as per Aslan's request. Soon after, the lights dimmed and the curtains were raised to reveal an exuberant troupe of showgirls, dancers and musicians ready to mesmerize the crowd with their show.

***

They were back at the hotel yet Najmah's enthusiasm hadn't died down, she kept raving on and on about how beautiful her day was.

Moments later, she fell asleep due to the exhaustion and Aslan was grateful for that; his ears were still ringing from her singing.

{••}

Istanbul, Turkey

"Welcome back home," Lale gushed, hugging Najmah tightly. "I've missed you so much."

"Thank you," Najmah replied returning her hug. "I've missed you too."

"Can we go home now?" Aslan questioned sarcastically, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Yeah," Lale grinned, kissing him on both cheeks.

They filed into the car and Lale filled Najmah in on what happened while they were away. Najmah being Najmah only nodded, not taking her eyes off her phone.

Lale sighed, recoiling into her seat. Najmah's attitude turns her head round and round.  One moment she's alive and bubbly, the next she's like a zombie and reserved. She wondered if Najmah was bipolar.