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Chapter Twenty Five.

"What is that?" I point to one of the trees that had something that looked like a tiny creature on it.
"Oh, that over there is one our wildlife here. A fruit bat. We also have resident harons, Maldivian hens and nurse sharks to name a few."
"Sharks?" I ask shocked.

Bangi laughs and I playfully hit his shoulder. How could he laugh at me when I'm deadly concerned about there being sharks on this island. Maybe Maldives was a bad idea. Imagine getting eaten by a whole shark on your honeymoon.

How romantic.

"They're nurse Sharks Mrs Shazi. And they're almost completely harmless to humans...so no need to worry yourself ma'am."
"See Sthandwa sam. Now stop worrying yourself."
"You knew that or...?"
"I figured there wouldn't be deadly animals at a place like this." He shrugs, finishing his laughing parade. I roll my eyes and continue scanning my surrounding.

We finally get to our Lagoon Bungalow, and I couldn't stop admiring the beauty of this cosy feeling place. It smelt of the ocean and lemongrass, but it was oddly quiet. The natural lighting, the calm breeze blowing right through the room.

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I step out of the shower and dry my body, feeling anew. I did well by taking that nap since I was exhausted from everything. I quickly dry and put on the given gown and slippers before stepping out of the bathroom. Oh, he's dressed already. Gosh. How does he still look good in his nude tailored linen trousers and white polo shirt?

I don't get it.

I walk to him, looking him in the eye. He fixes his silver wristwatch, and lifts his eyebrows as if questioning why I'm busy wasting our time even more.

I lift my hands and place them on his waist, and then move them to his collar, which I fix. He seemingly eases his focussed face. He opens his mouth as if to say something but opts for tucking his bottom lip away. His teeth pressing into it. I want those lips all over my body. I want his body on mine...

Is that too much to ask for?

"You look like a steaming slice of freshly baked lasagne." I breathe out.

What the hell?

He smiles and leans in to kiss me on the lips. "If you don't go get dressed up now, no one is going to see this steaming slice of lasagne."
"I..." I trail off, chuckling.

Okay.

I nod and hurry off to the closet to pick out my outfit for tonight. A loose fitted knee high Pink satin dress. The slit on this dress has me nervous. When I bought it I didn't think it would be this obvious. I slip on my sandals, ignoring it. We were at a place were people walked in just bikinis in any case. I let my braids loose, slipping them back before putting on some gloss, my lashes and hoop earrings. Some golden bangles and some perfume. The goat skin on my leg stood out now. But I still thought it was cute. It has become a part of me now, pleasantly so after it eventually dried up and stopped smelling.

I step out and find him sitting on the bed. He looks up and his jaw drops to the floor. That reaction was better than the one I had in mind.

"Is that all mine?" He asks, getting up. My cheeks heat up as I look down.
"Yes." I utter. He takes my hand and lifts it up.
"Spin baby, I wanna see all of you."

I spin, listening to the sounds of approval coming from my husband. "Umuntu ushadile la khona. Sthandwa sam umuhle kanjani. (I married a real woman here. You're beautiful my love.)"
"Ngiyabonga Malinga wami." He pecks my cheek. "Now before we miss our dinner reservation I suggest we get a walk on."

He continues staring at me, a smile on his lips. He leans in, gently putting the braids that came to my face behind my ear. I can feel his warm breath near me, causing the hairs on my neck to stand at attention. He's not even touching me. He doesn't even need to, cause I'm already breaking at the wild thoughts running around in my head.