Chapter 1.13 – Love and [s]Marriage[\s]

Dear Diary,

I wonder if Khaled has a hidden clumsy trait.

At least once every few days, he almost sets himself on fire at the campfire. Emphasis on the almost though. I maintain that it doesn’t really count.

I mean, how many times can one accidentally light up their sleeve before they learn to light a match?

This poor man has treated himself for so many minor burns. It’s just not right. But… it is kinda funny is a slapstick kind of way.

Luckily, his burns don’t stop him from getting his main home job done. Khaled is a dishes cleaning machine!

And when he’s not doing that, he’s painting.

His paintings alone cover our bills each week. I don’t love selling his paintings. It feels like I’m giving away tiny pieces of him I can never get back.

But sometimes he paints something downright creepy, then I’m not too upset. I was so happy for him to finally finish the sad looking bunny so I could find a collector to take it off our hands.

One of my favorite things about Khaled is that he’s relatively low maintenance. He’s happy just roasting marshmallows by our campfire. And he really truly enjoys the quiet we get here on the Windenburg Island.

He’ll stare into space, eyes following the moving line of shadows as the sun sets. Then suddenly he’s up and off to the easel, ready to pain tan inspired landscape.

There really aren’t enough words to express how much I love that man. I could write about him for the entirety of each and every diary entry.

It took me a while to get to this point, but I officially desire to get engaged to Khaled.

I was trying not to think too much about it, but that ship has sailed. You know what’s a great time to think about your future and love? At the Romance Festival.

It had come around again, and like a crazy person, I wanted to go back. The love guru remembered me and seemed pleased to see me.

She didn’t seem that impressed once I relayed that I was now in a relationship and was likely going to be married soon.

She spoke at length about my romantic destiny. I tried not to look like I found it all complete crap.

After all her talking, I was able to whittle it down to one statement. Perhaps her insight was better in long drawn out flower language, and it’s like when a pun is translated to another language and it just doesn’t sound as good anymore.

I grabbed a cup of Sakura tea, and promised myself I’d control my behavior better this time. I did a double take when I saw Khaled was grabbing a cup of tea. He never drank the tea at the festivals before. I couldn’t wait to see how the tea would affect him.

I made my way over to him. We toasted to a fun night and took a drink.

Once that glow came over me, I was all flirty enticing glances.

Khaled was more smiley than usual, but he seemed confused about how to act with all the synthetic endorphins coursing through his body.

We were having a great time. Maybe too great of a time. At one point, we were sitting at a picnic table, just laughing and flirting, and joking that our time would’ve been better spent in Windenburg where there were lovely bushes every 100 ft. Then I had a crazy thought that I should propose. You read that right. thought about proposing to him. That darn Sakura tea!

Luckily, my logical brain took over before I did something crazy like that. I was relieved when Khaled suggested we leave the festival early to head home. He simply wanted his body on my body, but I wanted to get away from that particular romantic vibe. Burning donkey indeed.

I’m happy I didn’t propose on a whim, but that night made me realize how much I was ready to get engaged and plan that next phase of our lives together. I just wasn’t sure how to make it happen. I’d have to figure it out though. Because if Khaled’s past behavior was any indication, he wouldn’t decide all on his own to help our relationship jump forward.

 

 

AUTHOR’S NOTE {ISBI SCORE: 5 + 0 = 5. Even after the tea, no one peed themselves, yay!}

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11 Comments Add yours

  1. Jes2G says:

    Burning donkey? lol

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  2. ny275 says:

    Ha! Burning donkey! I love the way you write/ make sense of what happens in-game. Also, Nivea, I know you don’t want to believe this, but if the fire is *on* him, he’s *on* fire!

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    1. Nope, not on fire, I refuse to subtract ISBI points for a poorly lit natch, haha.

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      1. ny275 says:

        Oh! You lose points for catching on fire? In that case, Nivea, girl, you’re right! What he ain’t is on fire!

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        1. Lol, Nivea and I appreciate the change in stance!

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  3. Rainy says:

    That burning donkey thing was hilarious! I was kinda hoping for the heat of the moment proposal. Remember the heat of the moment kiss in Sims 3?

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    1. I do remember that kiss. And now I’m missing Sims 3 with their unnecessarily wide heads, lol.

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      1. Rainy says:

        I’ve been playing Sims 3 a lot lately now that you mention it. I still love that kiss! And the shy kiss too.

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        1. Ah! Shy kiss was the best. It’s what I wish our first kiss really looked like.

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        2. Rainy says:

          Yes! Or a variety of kisses depending on their traits or something.

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