Tristan was willing to wake up early to enjoy Sophia’s beauty radiating when the woman was fast asleep in his arms. In silence, he continued to smile while staring with all the admiration there was.
Slowly, Tristan brought his hand to drape a strand of hair that covered Sophia’s beautiful face. Revealing it behind the ear so he could be content to look at and touch his wife’s beautiful face.
At first, Tristan brought his hand to gently stroke the top of his hair and then down his cheek. But because he was getting increasingly excited, he then ventured to move his face forward. He kissed Sophia’s forehead and cheeks very slowly and carefully so she wouldn’t be disturbed, let alone wake up from sleep.
For a moment, Tristan remembered what happened last night. How dare he ask permission to hug Sophia. Luckily his wife did not refuse. He even pulled his hand to tighten the hug he gave.
“If you feel uncomfortable. I’ll let go, Sophia. But please, give me a moment to enjoy this hug,” Tristan pleaded. “I promise, it’s just a hug. I won’t do anything more that might make you uncomfortable.”
Tristan remembered how last night Sophia could do nothing but nod in agreement. Let her hug him tight without refusing or protesting. From his vision, he was sure his wife enjoyed what Tristan was doing. Even at that very second, Sophia chose to turn around. Rotate the position, so they face each other and then hug him tightly.
That’s why he still felt the warmth of Sophia’s embrace when he woke up this morning. The sound of the woman’s breath hitting the surface of her skin caused a strange swish in her blood. Especially when Sophia moves unconsciously while still sleeping, the hug tightens even more. This excited Tristan, and he wanted to pinch or, if possible, kiss his wife’s smooth cheeks.
“Morning, sleeping beauty,” Tristan whispered when he found Sophia, who started slowly blinking her eyes. When her consciousness was fully gathered, the woman gave a faint smile as she returned the greeting that Tristan gave.
“Morning too, Babe. You been awake long?” Sophia asked, rubbing her eyes.
“Hmm, maybe an hour ago,” Tristan said casually. His hand was still comfortable stroking Sophia’s hair freely.
“Why didn’t you wake me earlier?” Sophia protested. “Then what were you doing all that time? Aren’t you bored in bed?” the woman asked curiously. Whether consciously or not, his body was still in Tristan’s arms. She didn’t even move, as if he was comfortable in her current position.
Tristan himself immediately commented with a smile. Casually answering Sophia’s curiosity about what he was doing while waiting for his wife to wake up from sleep.
“Nothing. I was just busy looking at your pretty face all this time.”
“Tsk.” Sophia immediately chuckled. Embarrassed also heard the reasons that came from the lips of the man next to him. The reason the manufactured even seemed far-fetched.
“You lack of work. Besides, what are you looking for in my face? Is there something odd in here?”
Tristan shrugged his shoulders. There wasn’t any real reason why he was so happy to see Sophia’s face while sleeping earlier.
“I just love seeing your face when you sleep, Sophia. You look so peaceful and comfortable.”
“You’re really exaggerating! But by the way,” the woman continued when she remembered something. “What time are we going back to London today?”
“Our plane takes off at 2 pm.” Sophia then immediately looked at the clock that was installed on the wall of the hotel room. Sharpening his vision, he was sure that it was almost 10 o’clock. At the same time, he immediately looked panicked by himself.
“Gosh, it’s noon. And you didn’t tell me at all?”
Sophia hastily straightened up. She tied her hair and slowly inched down from the bed. Tristan, who was unwilling to be left by Sophia, immediately protested.
“We still have plenty of time, Sophia. Instead of rushing, why not just enjoy the remaining time by hugging each other for an hour or two more,” the man offered as if there was no burden.
Meanwhile, Sophia, who had walked toward the closet, immediately grabbed the bathrobe and the clothes she would wear. As soon as he turned around, he immediately replied to Tristan’s words, which sounded a little spoiled.
“We need to take a shower, Tristan. You can hug me at another time.”
After those words left Sophia’s lips, Tristan immediately broke into a mischievous smile. It’s not satisfying if you don’t tease your wife like you used to.
“Is this some kind of invitation to bathe together and cuddle in there?”
“Do not be crazy!” Sophia cried, squinting her eyes. She should have chosen the right words to say so as not to become material for her husband to disturb her.
“There’s no harm in trying, right?” Tristan replied teasingly. “Besides, we’ve never done that before. I’m sure it would be fun.”
“In your dreame, Mr Tristan! Don’t ever dream I want to do that.” Then Sophia walked casually into the bathroom.
She left Tristan laughing with satisfaction because he once again made his wife resent what he did. Once finished getting ready, the two chose to eat lunch before deciding to go to the airport immediately.
As Sophia recalled, they left the hotel at noon and arrived at Dubai International Airport an hour later. Mario, who had arrived earlier, immediately took care of all the documents for the three.
Meanwhile, Tristan and Sophia chose to walk to one of the VVIP lounges that Alabbar had specially ordered for them. On the way to the lounge, the two of them suddenly stopped when a woman appeared who came over and reprimanded Tristan.
What’s more astonishing, the two seem familiar. Even the woman did not hesitate to give a hug to the slender man. For a moment, Sophia tried to remember. She was sure the figure of the woman who was engaged in conversation with Tristan this time she had seen before. It wasn’t long before Sophia realized that the woman was someone she had met at Alabbar and Helena’s party the other day.
“Honey, it looks like you two have to get acquainted first,” Tristan scolded Sophia, who had been watching silently from the start.
“This is Gisella. She’s my cousin.”
Geez! Sophia immediately gasped. He was sure of what Tristan had just said. It turned out that the woman he was jealous of the other day was a cousin of her husband.
Gosh, Sophia. You are a disgrace! Smelly even drunkenly jealous of your husband’s cousin. “Honey…” Tristan scolded when Sophia didn’t even respond to what he had said earlier. “You are okay?”
Sophia, who woke up, immediately nodded. Awkwardly accepted a hand from the woman in front of him.
“Gisella Osborn. I’m Tristan’s cousin from his Papa’s side. Nice to meet you, Sophia. Sorry for your wedding. I couldn’t be there to celebrate your happy day.”
“Sophia Adelaide. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Gisella. It doesn’t matter if you weren’t there before. Tristan and I understand that you may be busy and can’t afford to leave.”
Sophia continued to review her friendly and sweet smile as she shook hands with Gisella. I feel ashamed of myself because I was jealous even though I was wrong with the wrong person.
Luckily that night, she didn’t hit Tristan and Grisella in front of the crowd. If not? You can imagine how embarrassed the three were by their stupid actions. After getting acquainted and talking for a while, Mario, who had finished taking care of the departure documents, immediately approached Tristan and Sophia. Because it was time for their plane to take off, the three of them chose to say goodbye to Grisella, who was about to leave for Paris, where she currently resides.
***
The Emirates plane that Tristan and Sophia were travelling on finally arrived at Heathrow international airport, London, at exactly seven o’clock in the evening. After taking care of some documents at the immigration department, the two immediately went out to the car that Mario had prepared. Tonight, Tristan chose to drive his car to take Sophia home. He wanted to make sure his wife arrived safely.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay driving after a long trip?” Mario asked again to make sure.
Tristan nodded. After helping open the door and ensuring Sophia got into the car, he chatted for a while with his assistant.
“Don’t worry, Mario. The airport isn’t that far from Sophia’s house. Besides, I’m in very good shape to drive myself.”
“All right then. We part ways at this point. If Mister needs anything, call me anytime.” “Sure,” said Tristan. Before getting into the car, he again confirmed something with his assistant.
“All the documents I asked for are already in the car, right?”
Mario nodded. His outstretched hand pointed to one of the car’s insides where he had put what Tristan had mentioned just now.
“It’s all there, Mister. Just behind the chair, Mrs Sophia is sitting. I have all the legal and other documents neatly arranged there.”
“Including divorce documents?” Tristan confirmed.
“Yes,” said Mario. Then the man hastily cast a deep glance at his superior. “But are you sure you’re going to get a divorce? Sorry to be presumptuous, but I thought that while in Dubai, the two of you were very close and very romantic. It’s a shame to have to stay apart in the end. I’m even sure that you both love each other and love each other,” said Mario honestly.
Throughout his working career, this is the first time he has dared to interfere too much in commenting on his superiors’ household matters. It can’t be helped. Both insist on separating even though it looks like they need each other.
“I don’t know Mario. I dare not speculate. Even if Sophia wants to stay together, I won’t refuse. Even if he wants to separate, I won’t force him to stay,” Tristan said diplomatically.
Mario could only sigh softly. He can’t force his will. He can only pray for the best for his two superiors. “Then I’ll go. before. See you tomorrow at the office.”
Tristan then immediately got into the car. Driving his vehicle at a moderate speed toward Sophia’s residence. Along the way, the two seemed to be conversing casually. Even more intimate than before. -sort of,” Sophia said.
“No wonder you and Gisella seem familiar. It’s not even awkward to hug or kiss each other on the cheek. It turns out your cousins,” he explained with a laugh. It’s also embarrassing to remember being drunk with jealousy seeing Tristan being close to a woman who in fact is his own cousin. ”
You should have asked first,” Tristan said with a laugh. never said that I’m not a man who likes to play with women.”
“Yayaya.” Sophia replied in a mocking tone. “I remember. You used to always boast that you belonged to a limited group of men who didn’t like dating. Changed partners and so on.” While continuing to focus on driving, Tristan nodded. “Indeed. You’re very lucky, Sophia. You can get me a virgin.”
Sophia immediately turned her head. The woman then chuckled. “Aren’t you also lucky because you got me a virgin?” dripping from the lips of the two of them. The casual conversation continued until the car Tristan was driving reached Sophia’s yard.
“It’s arrived, Princess,” Tristan said, turning to Sophia, who was now getting ready to take her shopper bag in the back seat.
“Don’t you want to stop by first? Drink tea or coffee or maybe eat cake?”
Sophia offered kindly. She seriously invited him to stop by her house. Not just the usual pleasantries.
Tristan smiled. blocking Sophia’s vision. Smoothing it behind her ear, the man shook his head in response to Sophia’s earlier offer.
“It’s late. You should rest soon.”
Sophia nodded understandingly. They both needed a break after hours in the air. Besides, there’s still tomorrow if you want to meet. Will we still see each other? Greet each other as if nothing happened?
“Tristan,” Sophia called before she decided to get out of the car. “I want to thank you.”
Tristan frowned. Of course, he was confused.
“Thank you? For what?”
“Thank you for the week we spent together. Thank you for protecting, giving your best, keeping your attitude, keeping your promises, and most importantly trying to always make me feel comfortable being by your side.”
Tristan gasped at Sophia’s statement. He looked at her face. he found was sincerity. His wife said what he just said with great sincerity. Not out of compulsion, but because she wanted to please him on purpose.
“With my pleasure, Sophia. I’m glad you’re happy because you enjoyed your days during the week with me. I apologize if there are shortcomings or there are actions that do not please your heart. Really, I didn’t mean to do that to you,” Tristan replied with a smile.
“No, Tristan. All the absurd things you did while there. It didn’t make me the least bit uncomfortable. I’m sure you’re teasing on purpose because you want to break the tension between the two of us, right?”
Turning around to face his wife, Tristan nodded in agreement. What Sophia said was true. On the other hand, he does get irritated whenever he sees Sophia, who is annoyed or resentful of him.
“I really appreciate everything you do for me,” Sophia muttered quietly. For a moment, the woman stared deeply into Tristan’s face. Enjoy the beauty that is presented in front of his eyes. It wasn’t long before he resumed his sentence.
“You’ve given me what I never got when I first married you, Tristan. Honestly, I’m happy. I really enjoyed every second, minute, hour, and time we spent together.”
Sophia thought that once she finished her sentence, Tristan would respond. But his guess was wrong. When their eyes met each other, they both chose to be both silent, dissolved into silence.
Until then, in the next second, Tristan put his face forward. Then grabbed Sophia’s lips. Landed a kiss so soft there. Move slowly and carefully, as if to enjoy a kiss that he may not be able to do again in the future.
Sophia, who was initially surprised, finally slowly replied and gradually enjoyed it. Bringing her hand, then cupped Tristan’s cheeks no less gently. Continue to mash, tasting all the flavours that arise until soon Tristan breaks their kiss. He placed his forehead on Sophia’s forehead and spoke softly, almost in a whisper.
“I love you, Sophia. I really love you.”