Changing Relations ✔

Chapter 8

We all finished eating dinner and the moment is here where I'll be leaving and going to somewhere else. Saying goodbye to your family is a heartbreaking moment. You feel as if a part of you is being separated and going of to do something else. You are used to relying on each other for everything. Every decision from the smallest to the largest is made with the consultation of your family. When you are separated, you don't have the constant reassurance of having someone to lean one. This feeling takes getting used to.

There is such sadness in leaving a place of strong love, a place where fond memories grew as fast as the clover in the grass. I know I will savour each memory so strongly that it will almost live once more. I know that the strands of love will keep us together even when we are far apart. I only have to reach out with my mind and there you are, waiting to shower me with the love you always did. But right now it is my time to depart, to do what I was born to do, to make the changes and the sacrifices that are necessary.

Outside the front door is a suitcase waiting to be kept inside the trunk. Mama rushes forwards, tripping a little over the steps as she looks around and counts that everything is there or not. While dad keeps on telling the driver to not to speed up the car and what not!! I smile by seeing them, though I'll miss everything about them but their love, affection and care will always remember.

Mama was already crying when she came up to me

"Going my child?" By now the rest of the guest were standing.

"Mama..." I couldn't speak more. I hugged her with all of my heart. I am not ready to believe that I have come to an age where I'm married, and now it's time to leave. I am not ready to take on this new role in my life.  I still see myself as the child who will always want her mom around to help, fix things, talk to when I need her.

"I believe in you and know that you can take care of your new family. I know that sometime you'll feel all alone and emotional but I believe in you that you'll never be weak. I know that there will be many situations where you'll be tested and your first test right now is to please your husband and your family. All I want to say is we are here to support you with everything and in any way that you need." Dad said as I hugged him and cried my heart out.
Even though I was more attached to Mama, but still I was very much close to my Dad.

Dad was escorting me. My hand in his hand, my face buried in his chest. I came down of the dais, then dad pulled back and give my hand in his. He held my hand tightly not missing the tingles that went through my body. We started walking now towards the gate where his car was waiting for us to take us to the hotel, where we'll be staying for the night. We're leaving for London tomorrow.

He opened the door of the car, as I turned to say my final goodbye. Almost everyone was in tears. My friends smiling as well as crying. My parents both looking at me with teary eyes. Saying goodbye to a parent means that you are now taking on a very different role in the family. I am not ready for that. And with that I ran back to my parents and hugged them both. All three of us holding each other and crying.

But there was not a single moment, where I had not missed You.

We arrived at the hotel to friendly staffs who helped us out of the car and into the hotel. The lobby was very glamorous with glitzy chandeliers and polished marble floors. The colour theme of our room was in pink and cream. Our room was located on the 15th floor with amazing views over the Skyline. The room was absolutely massive with a queen sized bed, plasma television, high ceilings and gorgeous decor. It was absolute luxury.

A number of softer lamps and Candles were set around the room creating a dim romantic glow. The bed was setup, with flower petals, flower vines and flower curtains. In the middle of the bed ‘Have Fun!’ was written with the help of flower petals. My eyes bulged out from my socket. On the side table there was some chocolates and strawberries.

"This must have been Zarine's idea." He said suddenly. I forgot that even he was here. He went towards the bed and quickly removed the petals. "You can rest for a while. I'm going to change after then we'll pray." He said softly and I nodded. Even the Bed and linen were heavenly comfortable. She was definitely right, he do spends alot!! After a while he came out and it was my turn to go.

Our luggage was not here, it was still in my house because tomorrow we'll go to my house and then we'll leave. Mom had packed my night clothes and had sent here so it must be in the closet, I thought as I walked towards the closet. The room also had a full walk in wardrobe. And my jaws drop. There wasn't a single proper clothes, in which I can change and pray. All consisted of babydolls and sleeveless nightgowns. I tried looking for his spare clothes but there was none.

The bathroom was equally spectacular with marble everywhere, crystal chandeliers, frosted glass doors, huge bathtub and an LCD television built into the mirror. I finished my looking section and then quickly called Sanjh.

"Hello"

"What the hell? Where are my clothes?" I hissed.

"It's there in the closet" she said

"Do you count that as clothes?" I asked.

"Nope, we count them as lingerie" Zarine giggled and my jaws dropped.

"So you two did this??"

"Who else can" they said proudly.

"Fine, I'll wear his clothes" I said giving them my devilish smile.

"O.o.o. Dear Hanya, don't be so happy. Because we had packed only one lower and tshirt for him and for you we packed those. So in either way you have to wear those or well..umm..grr..you know!!" They said and I quickly hang up. These girls. Wait till tomorrow. Now what to??

I didn't had clothes so I did ablution in that heavy dress only. I went out and he was shocked.

"Umm..I decided to pray in this." I said looking down.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." And with great difficulty, I prayed. After praying I was sitting on the mat when he spoke.

"You'll be sleeping in this only?" And I looked down to see if I can, but I can't!!!

"Nope, I'm going to change" I said and he was giving me weird glances. Way to embarrass yourself Hanya!! There was nothing to look, so I picked out one long black night gown which was obviously sleeveless. I sighed and then went into the washroom.

After freshening up and changed, I noticed that I forgot to bring my hijab, shit...I didn't even have a stole also. I again called them.

"Now what?" Sanjh replied.

"Did you packed hijab or stole?" I asked

"Do we look that good to you? Nope." And I was angry.

"This is way too much now." I again hissed.

"What? He's your husband now. Your relation has changed!! He can see your hair and you in that dress!!" Sanjh said loudly.

"But I wasn't ready..."

"Then go and get ready. And now stop calling me...I'm sleeping. And yeah don't forget to give me all the details tomorrow. And yes one more thing, both of yours' proper clothes will be there in the morning. But for now do whatever you both want to but please let us sleep" she said and ended the call.

I didn't had a choice, so I went out, half covering myself from my hand and I saw his back was turned. I relaxed but soon my eyes got big when he turned and he spit the water out on the floor which was he drinking. He quickly turned back.

"I'm sorry..." he spoke.

"No, I'm sorry. They didn't packed my proper clothes"

"You could have taken mine"

"They only packed your this clothes which you're wearing right now." I said and he clenched his hand.

"Fine, I'm switching off the light and I won't turn. You quickly go on the bed and sleep."

"And you?" I blurted and immediately I realized what I said. Seems even he was shocked by my answer.

"I'll sleep on the couch. Now hurry." He said and I ran to the bed. Quickly laid down and covered myself full with the blanket.

"Okay, I'm done. You can turn and sleep." I said in a muffled voice. He came towards the bed and my heart beat, hearing his steps. But he took a pillow and went to the couch. And I relaxed!!