❁ Anyone can make you smile, many people can make you cry, but it takes someone really special to make you smile with tears in your eyes. ❁

I again fell asleep on my sofa while working till late last night. It has become an an everyday thing of mine. Standing on my feet, stretching out my muscles, I take a long sigh.

Walking over to the open kitchen area, I pour the hot water into the cup, I make tea for myself. Morning doesn't feel like morning until I have my tea.

It's been two months since the day Noriana and I came back from Manchester, and my life just turned upside down.

No, I don't even want to think about it.

Lately, I have started to make breakfast by myself. Noriana always liked the breakfast I made. A full pan omelette packed with sausages, bacon and tomatoes. And a radicchio salad with a light olive and apple vinegar dressing as the companion.

Putting it on a huge tray, I order Charlie to bring it to my room. I have started to eat breakfast in my room only. As I already said, a lot of things have changed.

Folding the drapes of my room, I let the sunshine fall on my sunshine. A bright smile acquires my face and I say, “ Rise and shine, sunshine. ”

“ Hans, it's just eight, just 15 minutes more. ” my wife says, and I let out a chuckle. This has also become an everyday thing.

“ You really want to make this omelette waiting? I made it by myself. ” I pout, and she groans. She knows I'm not going to give up that easily, and neither is she.

Of course, Noriana is the sleepiest girl on the planet.

After her surgery, I like to be very careful about what she eats, what she does. Basically, everything that involves her. Even if the doctor has told her to eat healthy, I don't want her to compromise in taste. So, I try to make the tastiest breakfast for her by myself.

And she's still sleeping.

I know what to do.

“ He pressed his lips against the skin of her forehead, allowing her cover herself in his embrace. And that's how he declared himself to be hers, and hers only, forevermore. ”, picking out a Scarlet Snow's book from her bookshelf, I read a few lines.

“ You're so annoying. ” she curses while snatching the book from my hand. She gets really possessive when I touch her books, especially the Scarlet Snow's one. I still haven't figured out what is so special in this author. However, she finally sits on her back, rubbing her eyes and ruffling through her soft hairs.

“ No, you're stubborn. ” I spit out a fact.

“ Listen, Josie is coming today, so you can attend office. ” she tells. I have been working from home since after her surgery. Somedays, when Josie can manage offs, she comes here to take care of Noriana.

Of course, Sarah, the nurse is 24/7 with Noriana, but when I'm with her, Sarah stays in the room just adjacent to this one. I like a little privacy when I'm admiring my wife while she's sleeping for God's sake.

I don't want to take any risks but I also don't want her to feel alone, neither does Josie. The world knows Noriana would never ask the nurse, a stranger, for something even if she really needs it.

And to be completely honest, I don't really trust people easily, so I want someone close to her be always around her. And despite of how much I don't like her weird, arrogant, ill-mannered friend Josie Taylor. She's trustable.

Our feeling of hatred is well reciprocated, has always been. She has her own reasons, while I got my mine.

Everytime I see her or even hear her name, I get these flashbacks from that day. I still remember it as clear as a crystal when Josie Taylor came to me crying that day, in the hospital.

I was very extremely worried when I asked, “ Is everything alright? ”

And she replied, “ No. ”

As though my world stopped. My vision became blurry, I could no longer think of anything. It was like I lost all my senses.

And then she said, “ Nothing is alright. That bitch just woke up, and the first thing that she said was your fucking name. ” she pulled away from me, and gave me a big genuine smile, while tears were still oozing out of her red eyes. “ I wish I had my drill machine with myself. I would've killed you right here. ”

“ Where the hell have you been? We were searching for you in the whole hospital. You didn't even pick any of Liam's calls. ” she grunted.

But I stood still. Still confused. I was so lost that it took me a minute to decipher her words.

I never hated and loved someone at the same time before. She could have told me that in a better way.

What if I just happened to have a heart attack right there?

“ Go. She wants to see you. Meet her. And I swear this time, if you did anything wrong I will- ”

“ I won't. ” cutting her off, I blurted and raced up to find her.

Slowly opening the door of ICU, not intending to disturb her. I walked in. Her eyes were closed, she was lying calmly on the bed. Glucose pipe needled in her wrist. My heart broke to see her like that, but then instantly lit, when she opened her eyes. Awakened by my kiss on her forehead.

She looked at me. No emotion on her face. Strange indeed because she loves making weird faces, and is mostly making one. But then, she showed no expression.

“ See. What did I say? You can't resist my charms. You literally fooled death to come back to me. ” I smirked in a mocking manner. She attempted to roll her eyes but had a little trouble doing so, or even forming words.

She slightly moved her hand to grab the pillow beside her. Why would she need the pillow? Was she uncomfortable? I asked myself before passing the pillow in order to help her.

And in return, she threw it at me. Of course. She had to reply to my sarcasm in some sort of way. And throwing a pillow at me was the easiest. Ah, I still can't tell in words how much gladsome I felt in that very moment.

I laughed at her attempt of almost injuring me with a pillow. She tried to sit on her back, and I helped by holding her shoulders and placing the same pillow behind her back.

“ They told me you called my name when you woke up? ” I asked. Concerned, if she needed me for something. But her face told she didn't remember calling me or saying my name at all.

She struggled to speak, but finally succeeded, “ I'm not sure what are you talking about but I wanted to ask something. ”

“ Hm. ”

“ W-Where is it? ”

“ Where- what? ”

“ Don't tell me you forgot it. ” she threw a tense look at me.

“ What did I forget? ”

“ Hans, don't bluff. Where is it? ”

What was even she talking about? What did I forget? I wondered.

“ What is it? ”

“ My hot-chocolate dammit! ” she mumbled weakly and for the first time in last forty eight hours, a big laugh acquired my mouth. Waking up after a ten hours long surgery, she was thinking about hot-chocolate.

This was the Noriana I have always loved.

I remember having a breakdown a few moments ago and there I was again, laughing. Only this girl could make that happen. My Silly Nerd.

“ I will get you a bloody hot-chocolate factory. Just come back home first. ” I smiled. It felt so good when I said the last sentence.

That exact moment I promised myself that this time when she'll set foot in my house, it won't be just my house.

It will be ours. Our home.

“ Ahem ahem, I'm walking in. I anticipate to not catch you guys making out. ” Josie Taylor announced as she walked inside the ward, slowly and a little dramatically.

“ Thank god you informed, or you would've seen so much. ” I taunted back as I acted along and Josie Taylor rolled her eyes at me. I could sense that she still had cold feelings towards me.

But she had hugged me a few moments ago.

And also called me an arsehole, in the same moments.

“ Nora, even though you were subconscious but I'm still offended that you called this jerk's name and not mine.” she said without bothering to have a look over me. Ouch. That was rude. But I was too happy to be consumed by anger or offense.

My Silly Nerd was fine.

Who cares what her rude roommate thinks?

“ I would apologize on her behalf. But I kinda agree with her. ” Liam, who was standing behind me, whispered in my ear. Biting his inner cheek, trying his very best to control his grin.

I hit him in stomach with my elbow. I understand she's his wife, but it doesn't really mean to always take her side. I would never be this kind of husband, who would agree with his wife all the time. I made a note to myself.

Josie took the seat beside Noriana, taking her hand in hers. She was carrying this huge smile on her face as though she was not crying with those big tears just a few moments ago.

“ Get well soon, Nore. ” Josie Taylor placed a kiss on her forehead.

“ Joe, not the lipstick. ” Noriana cringed and everyone bursted out laughing. And instead of removing the lipstick print from her forehead, Josie placed a few more kisses there.

“ Okay, Josie, I think that's enough. ” Liam spoke from behind. Obviously, he was bluffing to be jealous, just so that Noriana could comment something sarcastically cheesy, “ Hold your horses girl. You're husband is right here. We'll try it somewhere alone. ”

She pretended to whisper the last part, but making to audible to everybody.

“ I can see you, Nora. ” Liam used his first two fingers to point at his eyes, then at hers.

“ If you had been seeing your wife, you wouldn't have to see me, Mr. Liam the Lemonade. ” she smirked.

“ Do not call me that! ” he warned and she shrugged.

Everyone was trying to crack poor jokes to lighten the mood, because only being in a hospital can make one have an anxiety attack.

“ I would apologize on her behalf. But I kinda agree with her. ” I passed the same taunt at Liam, that he had passed at me previously. I have always loved taking revenge. He just rolled his eyes in reply.

“ Nora, don't worry. Everything is under control. If this man ever tries to bother you. Just remind him of my drill machine. Okay? ” eyeing me, Josie Taylor threw an evil smirk on her face.

Never punch a woman. I reminded myself.

I bloody hate that woman. Period.

“ Your friend is so irritating, you know that, right? ” I roll my eyes.

“ No, she's not. I don't understand why you guys don't like each other. ” she shrugs. Definitely, why would she find her friend irritating? She's obviously nice to her.

But with me, she's so rude.

I sometimes want to salute to Liam for marrying that person. How does he even handle her?

“ What is there to like in this douche, Nore? ” Josie Taylor, steps in.

Oh Lord. Speak of the devil.

“ You know you're standing on the property of that same...douche. ” I hissed. I can't believe, she's insulting me in my own house. If it wasn't for Noriana, I would have never tolerated this arrogant woman, even for a second.

“ And you wonder why I don't like him. ” she comments while looking at Noriana, “ You see, how arrogant he is. ”

Excuse me, what?

“ Hey, you're the one who started it. And I'm everything but arrogant.” I stand from my place in offense.

“ Oh, no, you are. ” Noriana finally speaks making Josie crackle up like a crack head that she is, and my mouth drops in amazement. I mean, I should not even be surprised. Of couse, she would take her friend's side.

What americans call it? Yeah, Sis Code. Ridiculous.

But at least, she's smiling. She's happy. What else would I ask for? Maybe, Josie gone. But, it's okay. As long as Noriana is happy, I can tolerate her ill-mannered friend.

I better get ready now, since I'm planning to attend office today.

“ Don't forget to take away all the dishes. ” Josie mocks as I move towards the exit of the door to go to my room. I'm not their fucking maid. My jaws clenches, my fist tightens.

Never hit a woman, Hans. Never hit a woman.

“ Ronnie, take away the dishes. ” I order before completely ignoring the big mouthed friend of my wife.

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Hello, you sweet earthling ٩( ᐛ )و

❁ I anticipate you have already dropped the weapons you might have brought to murder me if I had killed Nora.

❁ Team Josie or Team Hans?

❁ I honestly love Josie for hating Hans so much. Lol.

May your best friend never hate your guy as much as Josie hates Hans. (❁'◡'❁)