Chapter 181 - OTHER

Movu came back and it was past midnight. He saw that Yanarym's room light was not on and he concluded that she was probably sleeping. He took three steps to his room but halted and went straight to her door. 

"You're not sleeping?" He saw her sitting, hugging her knees, and dazing on the wall. 

"Don't turn on the light." She mumbled and shifted her eyes to him, "I can't sleep." 

"Why don't you lie down first?" He walked to her and took a seat beside her. 

"I can't lie down now that you are here." She replied, "There's no space." Movu smiled and held her shoulders to guide her head lay on his lap. When she became comfortable with him, he started brushing her hair. 

"Rym." 

"Yes?" 

"Have you ever thought that if you were never abducted you could never meet me?" Movu muttered, he looked at her reaction but it remained stagnant. "If you were given a choice will you ever be here?" 

He thought as he walked on the sidewalks earlier, what if they didn't meet... What will happen to him? Right, to him, because he knew that she would always be perfect wherever she goes. She would always be bound to be loved by everyone. But not him, Movu always thought that his life was doomed for the worst. He was meant to suffer all his life. 

That he is that one of those people in a billion of the world's population that has to go through misery from the day he was born to the day he dies. 

His thoughts were deterred when he felt a warm small hand catch his fingers that were brushing her hair. He peered at her face, and she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Do you want to sleep here?" 

"Little girl." 

"If you promise not to do anything bad, I will let you hug me until morning." She added and sat up again, "Or we could sleep all day tomorrow too." Movu smiled and settled his position sleeping next to her. 

After he was all set, she rested her head to his bicep and embraced his torso firmly, burying her head to his chest. Movu embraced her small frame too and sniffed the scent of her hair, his smile faded, and kissed her forehead as he closed his eyes. 

"You're clingy," he whispered to her, "I always asked you to be like this but you were always cold to me." He smiled and hugged her tightly, "I love it whatever you do but I like this better." 

"Movu." 

"Hmm?" 

"Shut up and sleep." He chuckled and kissed her forehead again. 

"Do you love me, Rym?" 

"Should I answer that?" 

"Is it hard to say yes?"

"I'll answer that when you return after you leave." 

"I will take that as a yes." 

"Do you love me, Movu?" She looked up to him and their eyes met. Movu blinked his eyes as he stared at her icily expectant crystal blue eyes. The only eyes that could make him mesmerized. 

"I love you more than you know," he whispered to her, "I can do a lot of things for you," he leaned to kiss her nose, "Even impossible things are possible if it's for you." 

"Remember your question earlier? What if we didn't meet here?" She smiled at him and squirmed upwards to level her face with him. Her hands that were resting on his back transferred to his face and cupped his jaws. "I think that if we ever didn't meet here, we would be meeting in a nice place." 

"Really? You think we're meant to be?" Movu smiled as he leaned closer to her face. 

"No," she shook her head, "I don't think we're meant to be." She answered dryly that wiped out his joyous expression. 

"We're not meant to be? Why? Do you think other men can love you better than I do?" He snarled at her and didn't bother to feign his annoyance. 

He doesn't get it, how could she think of someone else. Because he couldn't. He couldn't imagine a future of her missing on the frame. He couldn't think of living a life that is life if she was not part of it. And just thinking of another woman entering his heart, it's simply impossible for him. He doesn't even consider any other female as a woman. In his eyes, in his life, in his heart, and his mind- everything is about her. Only her. 

"Little girl, you can date a fucking hundred of men but they can never love you as I do. And if you ever fucking date another man, prepare a fucking hundred grave with them." He said glaring at her eyes, he meant it. He could kill for her, and he would kill whoever it may be that would steal her from him. 

He's leaving her, unattended for years. He would be in a battle with his father and that fight would not be easy. He knew that he couldn't be there to surveil her because he was afraid that his father would use her to counter him. 

So he had to completely cut his contact with her after he sent her to the Philippines. That would mean- they will not be seeing each other and she could forget him, he knew those possibilities and he's not ready to acknowledge those facts. The things she mentioned, there's a chance that she could end up with another man in his absence. 

And if that ever happened- "What if I dated a hundred men and I fell in love with one of them while you were gone, would you kill me with him?" Movu stared at her blankly, he imagined the scene she said in his head. 

"If you fall in love with someone else, I will kill that man, and you will hate me for that and you will suffer living with me until I die.. So, don't fall in love with anyone but me, for us to be happy, Rym."