Will There Be A Happy Ending?

Hidayah and Nazreen entered their room. It was decorated 'Honeymoon' style with rose petals leading a path from the doorway to the bed.

Even the bed was decorated with floating flowers and candles. The room also smelled like roses…

It seems nainai had made a lot of effort for them.

Before Hidayah could take another step in, Nazreen scooped her up. Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her to the bed. Her blush came back in full-blown scale as she realized that Nazreen did the traditional bride carrying on their wedding night.

Wedding night… should this be considered as their wedding night? It is going to be their first night sleeping together in the same room and on the same bed.

Nazreen slowly lowered her down on the bed and walked towards her leg and removed her brick red and beige GG platform mid-heel loafer, and put the shoes down by the bed. He then picked up her feet and sat on the bed, put her legs on his l.a.p and grabbed her right feet up and slowly massage her feet.

Her lips parted, trying to say something but failed. Her words stayed on her throat.

He chuckled. "What's wrong?" He saw her swallowed. Still couldn't say anything. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you unless you give me your consent"

Hidayah looked at him with wide eyes. Her pulse was fast, her cheeks burned red and her breathing was speeding up too. She tried her best to slow her breathing down. She closed her eyes and swallowed her saliva again.

Seeing her reaction, Nazreen could no longer hold his laughter and shook his head. He didn't say anything else and continued massaging her feet for another ten minutes. When he finished massaging her feet, he turned his head towards her face and found that Hidayah had fallen asleep.

He slowly picked her legs up, shifted his body away from her, stood up and once again slowly put her legs down on the bed. He then pulled the comforter up to her waist since she was wearing a knee-length dress, fearing that she will catch a cold.

He walked towards the walk-in wardrobe quietly, took a navy blue cotton t-shirt and a pair of Levi's Classic Slim Fit with Straight Leg jeans, and walked further in the walk-in wardrobe to the bathroom.

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After his shower, he deposited himself on the bed beside Hidayah and took a short nap. Since he did not get much sleep in the plane, a short rest was much needed to boost their energy. Especially with the jetlag.

Slightly after an hour, Nazreen could feel movements on the bed. He opened his eyes and saw Hidayah running towards the walk-in wardrobe clasping her mouth. She didn't even put on the bedroom slippers he prepared for her.

He pushed the comforter away and got off the bed, put on his own slippers, walked over to her side to take her slippers and followed her to the bathroom. When he was nearing her, he could hear her vomiting. He quickens his steps and rushed towards the woman bending over the toilet bowl retching out the contents of her stomach. But all he could see were biles and nothing else.

"Gastric?" he asked her while he softly patted her back. She nodded.

He jogged toward the phone over the counter and dialled for the maids. When he heard someone picking up, he asked for a glass of yoghurt drink.

He then jogged back towards Hidayah and continued patting her back until she had stopped.

He helped her back to bed and just in time, he could hear a knock on the bedroom door. He jogged towards the door, opened it, took the glass of yoghurt drink from the maid, thanked her, closed the door again and steadily walked towards the bed.

He passed the glass to Hidayah and waited for her to drink, "finish at least half of it if you cannot drink all", he said.

Hidayah gulped the drink slowly, cleaning it bottoms up.

"I think the meal should be ready by now. Let's go down together or do you want to rest a little bit more and have your food in bed?" he asked.

"Let's go down. Let me take a shower before we go?"

"Yeah, that is a good idea." Hidayah slowly got off the bed with Nazreen supporting her. He even helped her towards the bathroom and started the hot water to run in the bathtub. "You should take your time. Don't rush. If you need anything, just let me know. I will be in the room. Leave the door open, okay?" Hidayah could only smile and nod her head at Nazreen's instructions.