I do hope everything was alright with him after the night.
The Euro was coming near, when we decided to visit my in-laws' house with showing respect to the regulations. I was pleased to think that he would be comfortable after visiting his family.
Mom was somehow happy to find us settling well with each other. Thank God she didn't ask any stupid question, what related to very personal matter. But the corner of my heart asks, is it because she got us?
I do not know if she asks Modric instead of me. It would be a sharp shame if she does.
Of course, I also can spot out some changes comes after his glowness. Everybody changes after getting married. There's nothing to deal with it. As Modric can't even stop himself from getting it. But the group of my friends always think too much. They get the answer after noticing us. I ignored their each thing.
However, it went like it should. The day before our visiting to Croatia was the day to be in my forever remembrance and also in my trillion questions list. Sometimes, I wonder things could go by showing its each tendency to him, and sometimes, I feel exactly the opposite. Though it has a good side but is not fully good.
It was middle of the night,
My deep sleep has been broken by some belching sounds coming from the down. I was yawning as it was not a perfect time to be awakened. I forcefully hold my eyelids. I finally got a clear view when I found no one before me. I thought he went to the washroom. I got up from the bed and went to check whether he was alright. But I found no one their even the light was off.
My unbearable tensions again raise up. I started searching him. It's late night, where is he?
I suddenly jerked myself off about the sound. Then, I quickly stepped down stairs on the reading area. I was actually thinking that he couldn't sleep, that's why he came here on his reading sofa so that I couldn't feel disturbed. But as swiftly as I was closing distance, I heard the sound turned into the swoosh of gasket and crinkles of aluminum foils. What?
I stopped my steps on the last stairs so that nothing could be aware of my presence by hearing my footfalls. I extended my ear to hear clearly, the sound turned into one, only some muffling sound of foils. What was going on? Was he hiding something from me?
I extended my footsteps slowly to make myself sure about the source. I saw his shadow coming behind the pivot door. It was slightly open. He was doing something as his shadow was moving. He was in his standing position. Who reads a book in that position?
At first, I decided to peek through the chink of the door. I take a gander that he was hiding something. A normal person never gets up in the middle of the night and made an intention do those things he forgot to do before sleeping. Even making those sounds! He was lucky that it was not raining outside so that I can hear only pattering sound instead of his fussiness.
So, I was about to lean my head down and peek through the opened pivot door to be assured. While I was taking the position I heard some quick folding and contorting sound. It was so quick as if one thief got caught while stealing. I did not lean. As I looked down and watched my own shadow crossed the doorway. I looked back to watch the light up and behind me. So, at last, it was my mistake to make him know about my presence.
I was sure about some objects he was trying to hide, were related to papers or foils. The sound was alike to tinkle sound. I was also sure about his folding it and slides into his trousers' pocket.
With my predictable confirmations, I stepped in. I intentionally made the swish sound of the door by opening it hardly. I clicked to lock the door behind me. What if he runs after seeing me? I held my face up to look at him. When I hold my all attention to look at his guilty face, I was paused.
Like, seriously, Modric?!