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And thank you Kazumakun for reviewing! i know barthez and whoever is in league with him is an complete a******. And i too feel bad for Minato and his family T_T
So sorry for late updating! Eid arrived and lot of things happened which made me super busy all week ! in addition to that i was having problems writing this chapter. It turned out longer than i expected so i had to divide it in two chapters. So bonus chapter, Yay! ;D...and that one is steamy XD
And oh i don't own 'Loca' song either *_*
Chapter 10
Illusions
Minato looked at his son. His son, Joseph was sleeping, mouth open from which a little of saliva trickled and a foot hanging from the bed. His eyes then roved on his chest and followed the rise and fall of it. The inhaler was kept on the bed-side cabinet just within the boy's reach.
The doctors had assured him that as Joseph will grow up, his asthma wouldn't cause him much trouble, except in very rare conditions like dusty weather. Otherwise he would do just fine.
Minato sighed. No matter the amount of assurances and guarantees he was showered with, he would always worry. He was after all his father.
Someone tapped on his shoulder "Father?"
"Huh?" Minato turned and saw his daughter, Mariam standing behind him, clad in loose t-shirt and cotton pajamas.
"What are you doing here?" Mariam asked, now standing beside her father who was currently rooted on the doorway of Joseph's room.
"Nothing, was just watching your brother. He was sleeping by the time I returned from my trip" Minato answered. He then asked" But what are you doing up at this hour, Mariam Chan?"
"I can't sleep so I was going to get myself a cup of hot chocolate. You want some?"
"I am diabetic Mariam chan. Are you trying to worsen my condition?" Minato asked, arching his bushy eyebrow."Come now father" Mariam feigned a mock expression" Why would I want that?"
The girl wrapped her hands around her father's arm, leading him downstairs to the kitchen. While doing so, she said.
"And beside you aren't an old man. You, like the rest of us deserves to be treated"
Kazuma sat on the chair, amused at his daughter's ranting and watched her make the drink. After a while, she put two mugs which were cupping steaming hot chocolate.
Minato took his and muttered thanks. Mariam sprayed some whipped cream on its surface before finally drinking from her mug.
"How can you drink such stuff?" Minato asked appalled, staring at the cream which was swimming in hot drink" It's so sweet"
"But that's the thing we enjoy father" Mariam said" It's the sweetness in it that must be cherished"
There was silence for a while, until Mariam decided to break it.
"Father?"
"Hm?"
"What were you doing outside Joseph's room?"
The elder said nothing for a while, taking a sip from his mug. After a minute he spoke;
"I was worried about you kids. I feel like I have been neglecting you people a lot"
"Father, why would you feel like that?" The girl asked, concern flitting across her face" You are busy in elections and campaign. It's quite understandable that you will be busy. In fact I think we should be grateful that you get to have some rest"
"I suppose you are right" Minato said, absently stirring the spoon in the mug. He then fixed his piercing blue eyes on his daughter and spoke rather slowly.
"Mariam Chan, I think something bad will happen"
At this the blue hair girl eyes widened. What on earth was going on? Minato was a very optimistic man who spread positivity where ever he went but now it seems like he himself needed a dose of it.
Mariam slid from her chair and went towards the elder. She wrapped her hand around the thick wrinkled veined hand of his and asked;
"What's wrong father?" he never talked like this before.
Kazuma paused. He wondered idly what her reaction will be if he voiced out his suspicions.
'Bad….probably bad. She will panic and that's the last thing I want. Making her terrified of those things that don't even exist'
"Nothing. Just elections anxiety that's all" Minato said, scratching his forehead.
"Are you sure father? Do you want to talk about it?"
"I am fine dear. Just tired"
Mariam glanced at her father. His eyes were shrunken in sockets and dark circles were appearing. He was exhausted.
"You will get through this father. Don't worry. After all, that's the great thing about this world"
"And what's that?"
"Nothing lasts forever" Mariam told smiling" This anxiety will get finished before we even know it"
"Oh"
"And about you neglecting us. Well Joseph doesn't care. And as for me, I know you are doing this for betterment of our future"
Minato stared at his offspring in shock before breaking in a smile. How fortunate was he to have such a gem in his life?
He put his hand on Mariam's head and affectionately rubbed her hair.
"Thank you Mariam chan. You made your father so happy with those words. You are turning out just like your mother"
At this Mariam jerked her head, making her father withdrew his hand. She glared at her father and hissed venomously.
"Don't compare me with that woman!"
Minato realized his mistake. Quickly thinking of response, he said;
"Okay how about Nana? Your grandmother"
The girl posture relaxed and replied" Yeah that will do. Nana"
"I am so sorry….come here"
Minato pulled his daughter in her arms and hugged her. Mariam returned the hug, the cologne of his, relaxing her nerves like it always did whenever she hugged her dad.
"Just…be careful out there, Mariam Chan"
"I will, father"
Mariam stared herself in full length mirror which was hung behind the bathroom door. She nervously tugged her skirt, flattening the article on her knees.
Oh nothing looked right according to her. The smoky eye makeup was making her look too much. The lip color looked so dark. And after straightening her hair for one hour, there was no style to it. Of all the rotten luck!
Knock Knock
"Riam?! You there? I got the heels you asked for" Salima's voice rang out.
"Be out in a minute!"
Salima suggested that they should go out for double dating. Mariam was in dilemma. She had hung out a lot with Salima and Kane, but as a friend. But now she was with Ozuma. Should she ask him about this?
And asked she did, if he was up for it. And in reply;
"Sounds like fun. When are you planning to do it?"
"Are you sure you want to go?" Mariam asked.
Ozuma looked at her. He cupped Mariam's face, stroking his thumb pads on her cheekbones.
"Of course I am sure" he said softly. Then added, a hint of tease in his tone" Unless you don't want me to come"
"No!" Mariam said loudly" That's not what I meant!... I mean…."
"I want you to come" the girl muttered, embarrassed at her outburst.
So it was decided. Saturday night in Mexican restaurant.
Knock Knock!
"Riam come out! We are going to be late!"
One last in breath before letting it out and stepping out.
"Wow!" Salima voice could be heard.
"I know…it's too much!" Mariam said with disgust.
"What?!" Salima asked, eyes widening" No that's not much! You look very pretty Riam!"
"Really?" The girl asked, not quite believing her.
"Yes! You really do" The red haired girl said. Then she stated" What's the matter? Usually it was me asking that question and now you are the one needing assurances"
"Nothing now" Mariam replied curtly, slipping on platform heels.
"Oh…so now Ozuma has become 'nothing' huh?"
The blue haired girl looked up and wasn't pleased to find she was teasing her.
"It's not that" Mariam said, trying to act as nonchalant as possible" It's…."
But Salima stopped her, putting her nail polished hand on Mariam's shoulder and said gently" It's okay to feel conscious. I too felt like that in the first few dates. But it will surpass soon"
The girl smiled" Thanks Sal"
Though the smile was wiped off when her best friend commented, her eyes twinkling with mischievousness" Seeing you, I bet Ozuma will go hard in minutes!"
"Salima!"
They were now sitting in the restaurant. 'Los encantados' its name was. It was a posh place with sitting arrangements made both inside and outside. In addition to that, a bar and dance floor was set up in the garden with colorful lanterns hanging from ropes that were strung across the poles.
The couples were right now lounging in stools of bar, sipping on Margarita which was carrying a tinge of vodka.
"And that's how the market came crashing down" Kane finished.
"That's bad. Must have cost millions of dollars damage" Ozuma stated.
"I would say billions" the grey haired guy said.
"And that alone is in stock market" Mariam pointed out" We still don't know how much it had effected the commodities market and all"
Kane was about to say something but he was interrupted.
"Would you guys quit it already?!" Salima complained" I am bored here!"
The guys started laughing. Kane placed a chaste kiss on her girlfriend nose" Sorry baby, I think we got carried away"
"You think so?" Salima grumbled. She then grabbed a glass and said" I wanna make a toast!"
All of them carried the glass. The scarlet haired girl raised her glass in air and began" I wanna make a toast to my best friend Mariam Kazuma and to her boyfriend who is also our best friend Ozuma Tomoki…."
The said name girl and boy smiled at the host.
"May they stay together and blessed always! I am so happy for both of you"
"Amen" Kane said quietly.
The glasses clinked together and all of them cheered.
Mariam was happy. She was enjoying the evening. Salima was right about nervousness. It would pass soon. Not only that, but it also vanished when Ozuma lightly pecked her cheek and murmured" You look beautiful"
That compliment erased her insecurities. Those doubts now sounded so silly to her.
"Hey Riam?"
"Yeah?"
"Care to accompany me to the restroom?"
"Sure" She needed to freshen up a bit.
"This evening is turning out to be so boring" Salima whined, applying a fresh coat of lipstick and smacking her lips.
Mariam stood still. Strange, she was feeling quite contented.
"Are you saying we are boring?" Mariam asked, slightly irritably.
"No not that! You know what I mean! We need to heat up the things!"
'Heat up? What does she mean by that?'
Mariam and Salima came out, only to find rather a shocking scene. In their absence, some girls came and were now talking to their boyfriends.
But most of them were gathered around the dual colored haired guy. They weren't initiating contact, but their closing upon him was boiling Mariam's blood. He's mine.
Salima watched her best friend grind her teeth and glare at the scene. A wicked idea came on her mind.
Mariam brooding about ways to kill those wenches were vanished when Salima lightly nudged her shoulder.
"Follow me…."
Heart beating with anticipation, she followed.
Ozuma smiled tolerantly at the crowd of ladies gathered around him. He wondered idly what his girlfriend reaction would be if she saw him right now.
'She would probably snarl like a shark' he mused.
Just then the lights went out, the darkness rolling off like a blanket. The crowd booed while Ozuma straightened up, his senses alert. Just then someone spoke in mic.
"Worry not my merry people! We got a surprise for you! Ladies and gentleman! Give a loud of applause to the bewitcher of hearts, Mariam!"
The crowd cheered as soon as they saw the figure gracefully making her way towards the stage. The music started playing and things well…..they got heated up just the way the red mane lass wanted it.
Loca...
Loca...
Dance or die...
Loca...
Loca...
She's playin' dumb all the time
Just to keep it fun
To get you on like (ahh!)
Be careful amigo
she's talkin and walkin just to wake you up
she'd die for your love
but your love's only mine, boy
From where he was sitting, he could only see her lips moving, but not her eyes. They were hidden by the fedora hat she was donning.
He knew his addiction was many things but he never pegged her, the type to dance. Turns out he was wrong.
And oh my, the way she was dancing, it was making his blood rush from his head to groin.
Sigo tranquila
Like I'm on a beach in Anguilla
Sippin' my Corona
Like it's nothin' goin' on
I ain't leavin' you alone
What is meant for me
No other girl is gonna take it
So give him up
And I'm crazy, but you like it (loca, loca, loca)
You like that it ain't easy (loca, loca, loca)
I'm crazy but you like it (loca, loca, loca)
Crazy but you like it
Mariam twirled, making her skirt flared up a bit and it revealed a bit of her thighs. She tugged her fedora up and glanced at her boyfriend. His knuckles were turning white, his back rigid and eyes fixed on her. He was giving her that look. Satisfied she stomped her heeled foot in accordance to the beat of the music.
He was losing control! Nailed it.
And I'm crazy, but you like it (loca, loca, loca)
you like that it ain't easy (loca, loca, loca)
I'm crazy but you like it
Crazy but you like it (loca, loca, loca)
Ozuma breathed. This was turning bad, like really bad. Any minute and he might have to dash to the bathroom.
Indulged he was in so much thoughts; he didn't realize the object of his desires standing a foot away from him.
You're the one for me
And for her no more
Though you think she got it all
I got one Kiki
She stood in front of him, her breath fanning over his face. He was mesmerized by her eyes that were staring through his very soul.
The temptress was now murmuring the lyrics against his lips. Very sneakily she brushed her hand against his clothed crotch.
Ozuma gasped. Oh no she just didn't do that!
Mariam took both of his hands, making him stand up and eventually leading him towards the dance floor.
And I'm crazy, but you like it (loca, loca, loca)
You like that it ain't easy (loca, loca, loca)
La loca, la loca, la loca (loca)
Loca (loca)
By now everyone was dancing. Mariam and Ozuma swayed their bodies, taking in each other scents. Ozuma tightened his hold on her waist, as if intending not to let go of her ever. He slightly grinded his body with hers making her moan softly.
The song ended and the crowd cheered. But two people didn't have a care in the world.
They gazed at each other and talked in their own language.
Ozuma took her hand and without uttering a word, they left the place, the people and everything in it.
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