Tonight is special for me too

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“What happened?” Givon’s voice rushed in my ears as his hand reached for my wrist.

 

“Aunt… Aunt’s body!” I fumbled, the words barely making it past the lump in my throat as the terrified tears made their way out of my eyes.

 

“I don’t understand!” Givon said, “Let me hear who the person is?” before I could react, he plucked the phone from my trembling fingers and walked away from the table.

I stood there, clutching my fists on the table, panicking within. The restlessness took my strength away. As a result, when I moved the chair to leave, I stumbled to the side, bracing for impact, but a hand held my arm, stopping me from falling.

Instead of thanking the person, I asked, “Who are you?” Since I could smell the same scent as if the woman had never left her side. “I know you are the same woman who called someone Babe. What are you doing with us?”

I tried to touch the hand on my arm, but the woman withdrew it, making my doubt apparent.

“What is your relation with Givon?” I demanded as my lips quivered in anger. However, the answer came from Givon, who sounded cold, “Who are you talking to?”

 

“That girl, who called you ‘babe’!” I replied, “I can still smell the perfume!”

 

“Enough of this nonsense. You are showing unnecessary tantrums. Don’t forget we are in a reputed restaurant. Cease ruining my image,” said Givon in a harsh tone and pushed the chair closer, pressing down on my shoulders to sit.

I felt myself bathed by ice water as I slumped back. My lashes dropped as I asked, “I want to go to the police station. I have to make sure they are really talking about my aunt.”

 

“It was a fake call. Someone tried to scare you, maybe there was a further intention. I informed the cops, and they will investigate the truth,” Givon said, having no emotions in his voice, which left me unconvinced.

 

“What if it was not a fake call!?” I questioned back because something within me was crawling, making me restless, especially when my aunt hadn’t called me once since she left my house.

 

“Are you kidding me? You think I’m telling you a lie!” Givon flared up; his tone was far more calm. I shivered in my seat, holding my fist tightly under the table.

 

“I-I,” I fumbled to finish.

 

“What?” Givon was not calming down. Before the tension could escalate further, a waiter interrupted us, saying, “Sir, your drink!”

 

I pursed my lips, calming myself down before stretching my lips into a smile.

 

“Leave it!” Givon said the waiter rudely, displaying his anger. I took a sharp breath as I waited for the waiter’s footsteps to retreat.

 

“Giv!”

 

“I thought to surprise you with the drink I specially ordered from Mexico. Now my mood is no longer in a position to celebrate,” Givon grumbled as he popped the cork off the bottle then I heard the pouring sound.

 

I felt depressed and guilty. Not once but I stroke his patience again and again.

 

“Forgive me, Giv. Don’t ruin your mood because of my unintentional action. Tonight is truly special for me, and I would like to taste the drink you chose,” I said more in a whisper as my heart was beating rapidly, feeling helpless because I did not think Givon was going to forgive me.

 

However, my horrid anticipation came to cease when I heard Givon saying, “I wish my anger could hold up against your sweet voice.” Givon’s hand brushed my hand as he took it to his, continuing, “Tonight is special for me too. How about we enjoy the moment together, pushing everything aside.”

 

My heart melted right away at his words as I smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Giv, for not ending the night because I was fearing it to happen since I foolishly blundered everything.”

 

“It’s okay. I am a calm person,” Givon said, pushing the glass to my hand,, and continued, “Let’s toast- to the night ahead.”

 

I smiled and held the bottom of them as we clinked them together, the soft chime ringing between us. Bringing it to my lips, I took a sip, but the next second I spat it out.

 

‘PFFFTTT!’

 

“The taste is not good; what kind of drink is that!” I said.

 

“Don’t, it’s expensive,” Givon said, and I frowned.

 

“Ughh! It does not taste like,” I clearly displayed my unwillingness.

 

“Don’t be too loud, people are looking at us. Since you cannot see, I guess I cannot make you believe how expensive it is. Just bear with it,” Givon said, his tone was harsh and rough. I lowered the glass on the table, my lash tumbled lower, and I muttered, “It’s unfortunate that I don’t have my sight which is why I don’t feel eyes are looking at us.”

 

“I am sorry. I didn’t want to sound rude. It’s just I want to see you enjoying the things I have arranged for you because we haven’t done such a date ever,” Givon said, while his hand brushed past my fingers as he clasped my hand. My heart instantly softened as I said, “I am happy, Giv. I think waiting for this day is worthwhile.”

 

“Hmm!” Givon hummed, “If you don’t want to drink, don’t be. Forcing yourself to enjoy is stupid.

 

“No… I was exaggerating. I should give it a moment. The taste will definitely change,” I said with a smile because I did not want to disappoint him over a drink because I could feel how lovingly he arranged everything.

 

“Tomorrow, I will take you to my house to meet my parents.” I heard Givon say as the glass paused in front of my lips. My cheeks heated up as I blushed. Even though I could guess why he was taking me to his house, I could not stop myself from asking, “May I ask why? Are they aware of my arrival!?”

 

“Yes, they knew about you, and I decided to marry you sooner since knowing you are staying alone in your apartment has caused body for me all the time, and if you stay in my parent’s house, I can be at ease,” said Givon.

 

Hearing him, the butterflies roamed in my stomach, I felt it hard not to hug him. To hide my blush I swallowed the drink in one go and replied, “I am nervous. Will they accept me?”

 

“Of course. They never question my choice, which means by no means would they disagree with this decision of mine. Besides, you are beautiful how can they reject you,” Givon said, touching my hand as soon as I set the glass down, “You are my everything.”

 

“Love you, Giv…. Cough!” I felt discomfort in my throat suddenly. I coughed again, ‘COUGH!’

 

“Are you okay!? What happened?” Givon asked me.

 

“I don’t know. I am feeling a little uneasiness in my stomach. I think I need to use the restroom,” I said, coughing continuously as I stood up, pushing the table. I could feel myself sweating unusually, but I refrained from telling Givon because I did not want him to be flustered.

 

“Okay, let me help you to walk there!” Givon said, as he gently held my hand, walking forward. I kept my head down so that my unusual coughing would not bother others.

 

“Do you want me to go inside?” Givon asked as he stopped, making it clear we reached the women’s washroom.

 

“No, I will be fine,” I said confidently, while my throat itching badly. It felt like something stuck in my throat, which was hurting the barrier around my throat.

 

“Okay, go ahead. I am staying here, but if you think my help is necessary inside the restroom, do not hesitate to ask for it,” said Givon as he let go of my hand, and I quickly placed my hand on the wall, walking forward. Though I could feel people in the restroom, none of them paid attention to me, which was a relief.

 

I slowly touched the counter, looking for a tap, so that I could splash some water on my face because the heat was increasing, making me uncomfortable.

 

“Damn it!” I cursed as I was unable to turn on the tap. My fingers started to tremble. I was about to scream Givon’s name when I heard a lady say, “Let me help you. You are twisting the tap in the wrong direction. Posh places always have this unnecessary fashion.”

 

“Thank you,” I breathed uncomfortably.

 

“Are you okay?” She asked me. “Do you want some help? You are sweating extremely!” Her words made me concerned for my appearance. So I shifted my head at her with a forced smile and blurted, “Yes, I am fine. Besides, my boyfriend is waiting outside.”

 

“Hmm!” She hummed and turned around as she left my side. I placed my hand under the water and then splashed it on my face, but instead of getting better, I started to feel discomfort throughout my body. It was making me want to remove my clothes; otherwise, I would be scalded by the rising heat.

 

“Givon..” I shouted, breathing heavily. “Givon, are you there?” I screamed, feeling terrified by the sudden change in my body.