Part 52. Memory of jealousy

 It is very difficult to express in words the feeling of separation at the moment when the bus took me further and further away from my love. It was like thousands of red-hot daggers thrust into my heart, which was emitting pain, leaving a continuous plume from the hotel along the road along which the bus driver picked up speed, thereby invisibly contributing to the separation of the two lovers.

 My soul was screaming and demanding  that I immediately I stopped the bus and ran back, lifted my baby in my arms and never let go, gave her so much love that at every birth she was only mine.

 But the steel voice of my stern father, echoing in my head, returned me to reality, forcing me to sit motionless in my place. My mind frantically tried to put everything in its place, comforting me with hot memories, so pleasantly burning every cell of my body. 

At that very moment, I remembered our first quarrel, which I had not mentioned in any of their chapters. It happened on one of the hot days of our stay at the hotel when the sun was at its peak, and we were going to the beach to swim in the warm ocean and enjoy the gentle, refreshing breeze.

 Going down the stairs from our room, I uttered a joke aloud and began to laugh, to which my beloved replied: "This meeting is one big joke for you, isn't it?" ... Her words are like a bolt from the blue, they hit me in the gut, and I froze for a moment, stopping on the way. I sat down on the stairs and said: "I'm not going anywhere until you explain the meaning of your words!"

 My love became completely sad and dropped her eyes full of tears. Meanwhile, I took her hand and led her back to our room. We both sat down on the bed, and I concentratedly awaited an explanation from her.

 After a moment, her eyes moistened, and she desperately tried to remember all those moments when I, without a second thought, made fun of Russian tourists girls who flaunted along the roads shamelessly exposed forbidden parts of the body. 

Yes! She was jealous of me! And this was the very first sign of her serious intentions in our relationship. Overflowing with emotions, sobbing, she ran out of the room into the courtyard of the hotel and spent several minutes alone, trying to put her feelings in order. 

After her return, our passion exploded like a volcano, and we loved each other like madmen. The memory pressed even harder on my chest, and tears poured from my eyes in unison with the rain.

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Part 51. The Heaven cried With Us

 

With anxiety and panic in our hearts, we both looked at each other, and time, on the other hand, felt unable to curb its speed. Her hand was in my hand and we were waiting for the bus.

 Today, as if nature has realized that the day of separation of two loving hearts has come, so the winds high in the sky drove the clouds together, turning them into a huge gray veil. 

The lump in my throat squeezed so hard that I simply could not say anything to my beloved, barely squeezing out of myself: "I love you and take care of you in any situation ..." hug each other, just a few minutes, as the noise of the approaching bus instantly stirred up my blood with fire, mercilessly burning our last seconds.

 Today I didn't give a damn about this world and people. I hugged my love one last time, holding it tightly to my chest. On the last one, I kissed her hot and moist lips, savoring this unique taste, which was forever imprinted in my soul, for which I will yearn so much every day and every night and, undoubtedly, this sweet taste of love will beckon me, destroying all barriers on the way, building a new road leading to your beloved through difficulties and hardships, obstacles and time.

 Now it's time ... it's time to pick up my bag from the ground and get on the bus, which opened its doors and was eagerly waiting for me alone. My arms opened the embrace, and my leaden legs led me to the bus. 

My mind was clouded, and I don't remember how I got on the seat, I just felt a strong pulsation in my temples, and in the window, I saw the distant silhouette of my beloved, who looked so alone ... 

My heart was crying from separation, and thunder rumbled in the sky. Whether you call it coincidence or nature's attachment to human feelings, which from somewhere recognizes true and pure feelings and supports you. 

The same thing happened to us because at that moment the clouds began to cry and it started to rain. NEXT PART

Part 50. The Last Minutes Spent In Our Room Together

 

We sat down on our scooter again, and her arms wrapped around my body as tightly as if the roots of a tree were holding the ground around it.

 Her love for me is my roots, and my love is her strength. I controlled the scooter with one hand, and the other held her hands, all the time showing her that I was there, like the wind inside her, like the beating of her heart. 

Our time was running out inexorably, and upon reaching the hotel, both of us, in love, began to move to our room, holding hands. Even our steps were slowed down today. Feet, like cotton, did not want to obey, because our separation was inevitable. 

Entering the room, I hugged my love, and we lay down on the bed together. As if the whole world was in my hands, and why not, because my love is my wonderful world, which belongs only to me with this soul and heart. 

We went mad with love and ran away from home, two involuntary birds that left their cages only for a while, finding freedom in heaven, in each other's eyes, creating unforgettable, new and even more wonderful moments in such a short time. 

We lay in each other's arms, and the sadness of separation flowed from our eyes like a precious tear. She kissed my wet eyes and dreamed of meeting again, confessing how much she loved me and would always wait for me. 

To spread my arms and let her out of my embrace was like a painful tearing of a part of my body, but not wanting it, hardening my heart, after a while I got up and began to collect my things. When everything was ready, we exchanged coins: I put my 10 rupees in her palm, and she gave me her 10 rubles, which will bring us luck like talismans. 

We both believed in our destiny, in pure love and in a future that will undoubtedly turn out in the best way, because God organized this meeting for us for a reason! He gave us a chance to become truly happy, and we did not miss it. 

We took advantage of every second of our time, discovered all facets of love and care, erected magical gardens of beautiful feelings in our hearts and we were proud of this, appreciated everything that belonged only to the two of us ... and so, with a rapid heartbeat, we left our room , in which we spent the happiest moments of their lives, and headed to the bus stop, which was located near the hotel. NEXT PART