BAIDER (ENGLISH VERSION)

ANMELA’S POV

“You need to rest.” His voice was sweet. He laid me on the bed and positioned himself next to me.

“I thought you were not going to sleep here?”

He hugged my waist and faced me. “My mind changes.” He grabbed the back of my head and leaned me on his broad chest. “Let’s just sleep, Baby Girl.”

“Okay.” I looked up and stared at his face for a long time. From his eyebrow, nose and lips. Every detail was perfect.

“I’m going to melt if you do not avert your look.” He opened his eyes and moved closer. He left no distance between our bodies.

“You’re handsome.” I said while smiling as I ran across his face.

“I know,” He closed his eyes and started to breathe deeply.

Maybe he was tired of what had happened earlier. He held me even tighter and I felt his kiss on the side of my neck. He was smelling my natural scent.

“Sleep.” His eyes were shut.

My eyes were just glued on him for about a minute.

Even though I have so many questions about you, I still seem to lose interest in it because my love for you is more dominant.

Who are you? What are you?

“Sleep. Don’t overthink. One day, you’ll know everything about me. This is not the right time.” His voice was gentle. “For now, keep in mind that I am Baider.”

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When I woke up, Baider was not by my side. I immediately stood up and looked for him. A sigh of relief came out of my mouth as I saw him in the kitchen, cooking our breakfast. I walked closer to him and hugged his back. I buried my face on his dorsal and smelled his scent.

“Good morning!” I was energetic as usual.

He faced me, bent down and kissed my lips. “Good morning.” He put the plate of hotdogs on the table.

I moved faster to sit in front of the table. “You cooked for me again. Is it delicious?”

“Yes, but I am more delighted than that.” A smirk formed on his lips.

“Hey! You are teasing me this early morning.” I grabbed one piece of hotdog and bit it. I chewed and when I was done swallowing it, I held Laurent’s hand. “Thank you.”

“Anytime, Baby Girl.” He prepared everything for me. I felt like I was a princess. His care was radiating to my heart.

“When do we go to Alem?” He grabbed the glass of water and gave it to me.

“Later. Evening. Do you have clothes?” I held the glass of water and drank it.

“We will buy at the mall.”

We ate while conversing about school, but I prohibited myself from asking what happened last night. He might not want to talk about it. I would just wait for the ‘proper time’ that he was the only one who insisted on telling everything about his life. I am his girlfriend and whether he likes it or not, one of these days he would narrate the details.

It was fun to be with him for the whole day. Like what he said, we bought his clothes and were so stubborn to buy me clothes, too. We were arguing in the store because what he wanted to buy was the expensive branded clothes.

“Laurent, I have no money.” I bluntly said that with my low tone. He was pushing me in the dressing room to fit what he liked for me. It was a pants with a simple design and some shirts that were plain. He did not want sexy clothes that might see my private parts which I do not like, too.

“Oh, come on, Baby Girl. It’s just clothes. Fit them on.” He pushed me gently in the dressing room. In the end, I caught myself looking at the mirror. I liked the clothes, too. I looked decent and professional.

“Hey, Baby Boy!” A smile grew on my lips as I turned around in front of him. I saw the formation of an attractive handsome smile on his lips.

“Gorgeous.” He gestured for me to go back to the fitting room and tried another one. I was tired, the sweats were producing in the corner of my forehead, but for the sake of Laurent’s happiness. I put on fifteen different designs of clothes!

“Beautiful.”

“Nice looking.”

“Pretty.”

“You melt my heart.”

“You are a goddess of beauty.”

All of the synonyms of the word beautiful came out in his mouth. He kept praising me every time I showed him the dress.

“I am tired, Laurent.” I pouted and sat beside him. “Let’s go home.”

“Okay.” He grabbed my hand and went to the counter to give all the clothes. He used his card to pay the bills. I did not argue with him because those were expensive.

How would I get that amount of money?

We walked in the mall. Every woman was looking at him and murmuring something.

“He is so handsome.”

“Is he an actor?”

“Look. He has a perfect feature.”

“Adonis personified.”

I wrapped my hands on Laurent’s arms. He was ignoring the whispers of the girls. What made me happy was that his eyes were just on me. Smiling to me. Talking to me. Holding me. Just me. No other woman. And I felt the overflowing love in my chest just because of that.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I dragged him to the cheap ice cream store. This time, it was my treat so I could give him something for today. We happily lick the ice cream while sitting on the bench.

“I felt like I am a normal person because of you.” He sucked the peak of the ice cream.

“What do you think of you? Abnormal? Of course you are a normal person.”

We watched the kids sliding on the playground. The mall had an indoor playground for the children. “One day, we’ll have children. How many kids do you like?” My voice was full of energy, my lips were stretching into a beautiful wide smile.

Laurent stopped licking the ice cream. His eyes looked somewhere and I saw the gulp in his throat. He was clearing the block by swallowing his saliva. He looked terrified of something. “Ahm.” He scratched his forehead. “I think we need to go home?”

His lines made my heart ache. Does he not want to have a child with me? Is he not seeing me in the future? That was painful. I am sure that I will marry him, but he never thinks the same way.

The heaviness in my heart did not go away as we walked to the parking lot and looked for his car. My mind was filled with different questions.

Besides not knowing him fully, I also have no idea where our relationship lasted. Me? I know that I want to be with him forever. But him? That messed up my mind.

“Get in, Baby Girl.” Laurent opened the door of the car and guided me to insert my body.

I just gave him a wide smile even though my heart was not glad.

“Don’t smile when you are not happy.”

My eyes widened when Laurent noticed my expression. He was good at observing people and I was idolizing him for that.

He went to the driver’s seat. He gazed at me with no emotion and then held my hands. “Baby girl…” He sighed in frustration. “Don’t be sad. Like what I am always saying, you will know everything.”

“When?”

“When the right time comes.”

I shut my mouth. He would not tell me right now. Even having a baby is a secret? Even guessing what the future would be is unclear? What kind of relationship is this?

Relationship that is full of hidden messages.