Chapter 5: Taking reigns
"You have my word for it, I just need a little more experiment to steel my heart. Not everyone is ever born to get married, uncle. don't you think I need some enough time to rehearse ? Right now I really need one , because our believes differs. I have always seen that in me. I have never believed in marriage at all, all I know is a golden cage you shackles yourself in, you endure everything in it, not because you don't have choices, you do , but the worst always knocks in when the kids are born in the marriage, they always end up being caught up in silent wars between parents, sometimes violent wars, this hurts more uncle." It was like a hurtful memory of the past was resurfacing that is why Miral was so emotional. " Enough of emotional craps with me Miral scoffed a little bit before deeply breathing in and composing herself. "
" I see what you mean, I understand you, this is our only way, try to push yourself dear, I am also trying here dear, we just need to endure people's remarks about this decision we have made, there is no way we are going to back out and prove them right." Mr Dyke knew her too well and right now he knew Miral was emotionally broken again.
" I know it might be difficult and ridiculous, but I just need to find my lost son. I have been living in utmost big lie, you saved my life by deducing I have been silently and slowly being poisoned, that too with people close to me. "
" Sir, you need to relax, I am no longer the, jelly_hearted girl you were used to before, I mean, this is a crucial moment, the Moment of great decisions, and with that I have finally made up my mind, to bump off all the haters, in whichever manner or style, I am already at my loose ends. I MIRAL AMARA , declare myself unstoppable for I've already taken the horse by the reigns. We are going to find my cousin, your lost son, dear hubby." The mischievousness in Miral's words was clearly understood by Mr Dyke who could not help it but laugh heartly.
"That's too much of bickering there, Mr groom, the wedding will kick off soon , your not supposed to see this beloved bride ." With that said Miral let out Mr Dyke.
"Now it is the time dear Miral, time to become the great Mrs Dyke." Kim spoke behind Miral, she is amongst the closet people Miral has ever have.
"That sounded a little formal, I really almost forgot my character for a little bit there," Miral scoffed at Kim as she tried to straighten the traditional wedding dress she was wearing, not that it was in a mess, but because she felt uncomfortable being in such kind of weird dressing mode, as her life always revolves around patients, somehow her mode of dressing has always been simple and formal.
The wedding session went on smoothly, all the vows and rings exchanged, Miral never for once cared what type of ring she was wearing, all she cared about is when, this tiresome and boring situation she was in end, not until she heard the crowd chanting, ' kiss her, kiss , kiss her.' She immediately became aware of the surrounding and automatically knew her greatest fear has come to pass, she was busy contemplating on how to evade the damn kiss but, all she saw was his face coming closer and closer towards her, she immediately closed her eyes and expected the scene to end, but supringly Mr Dyke kept his fore finger across her lips and boom ,a kissing sound was made. Miral was perplexed, she did not expect his uncle to play his role perfectly , immediately all her fear melted away, in a minute there she thought he was going to take advantage of the situation ,but she was damn mistaken, she blushed,as her face turned crimson red. The crowd immediately erupted in obvious glory the great indicator that the real celebration had started as the dancing floor was opened for the new couple. For them to officially open stage and let the party roll .
The rock band was now playing, the lead violinist and singer was a local heart throb , Miral remembered ever seeing her in one of her mother's photos. She was in the same band as her before it was disbanded.She was still the same African lady, somehow young, regardless of her early fifty years of age, fairly long black hair and wearing brown suspenders.
Mr Dyke , slowly took Miral's hand in his and led her to the dance floor, The dance was fairly relaxing as her thought never wondered aimlessly like before, it was a dance that did not require closeness or touching_ and she was really grateful for that. Miral saw glances of curiosity that she has never seen directed towards her as she meticulously got out of the stage when the song ended. She excused herself claiming to great other guests.
Close to the stage danced a group of brightly dressed couple.
She went and stood at the far end of the dance floor before Kim joined her. They then occupied the table with the two chairs available. Occasionally she would look up to take in the scene.
One man , approached and asked her, " Who are you really?"
"I'm some kind of a hunting tiger." She whispered back.
"I have never seen you, when did you and father even dated?" He asked suspecting Miral's motives considering her first answer.
Some explanations always lead to great misunderstanding, Miral understanding Jasper's intentions was not interested in giving him any slightest bit of explanation . She was keen on laying down her cards, she absolutely knew when to add fire on the cooking pot or when to reduce.
She knew she had already submitted to the fact that she is married, this submission brought a sense of contentment. therefore her mind never ceased to amaze her as a thought came in her mind almost immediately. Opposite Miral was Kim who was trying very hard to hold in a threatening laughter as she knew someone was gonna lose face right at the moment and in that damn place. Miral smiled deviously as she decided to strike while the iron is still hot, ' so dearest son , won't you toast to your new mom?'
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