JENNIFER'S STORY: 5

Jennifer's POV

The wedding preparation was stressful especially when one was expecting guest from outside the states.

I was so worked up and exhausted. It was very hard to catch sight of Desmond because he was more busy than I was.

I entered the cafe where Eliora was waiting for me, as planned, she was in charge of the food and venue.

I couldn't push all the task on her since she was already suffering from motherhood stress.

She also couldn't take the spot that belonged to her because she was married and Romans wasn't cool with it.

"I wish sister Rebecca was here." I groaned sadly and rested my head on the table, she smirked.

"Which Rebecca are you talking about? Have you forgotten that she has six children to take care of since Noah is always away?" she reminded me and I sighed heavily.

"I almost forgot." I closed my mouth.

"Look here." I turned to her with full vim, looking serious.

"Don't ever give birth to that amount... no, it's not good for you." I warned her as sarcasm lingered in my voice, she laughed shortly.

"Are you sure?" she rubbed her nose.

"Romans wants me to complete his name by giving birth to three while Rina wants to also complete her name by giving birth to four." she paused, I almost laughed hard.

It was ridiculous.

"The house is a mess. I doubt if it won't get up to eight kids in other to please daddy and baby." she rolled her eyes with a small smile on her face, I smirked happily.

"That's cute though..." I said in admiration.

"But you can't! I know Romans won't also want that." I nodded my head vividly.

"Anyways, where are we with the current situation?" she asked me pushing a list to my side, I scanned it with my eyes.

With the help of Eliora and few colleagues, we were able to put things in place before the wedding day. But I haven't seen Desmond all these while, we also haven't crossed paths.

Whenever I planned to visit, my hired chief bride's maid will stop me saying it wasn't good for couples to meet before their wedding day.

It was so difficult to get to him. He doesn't even take his call.

I missed him the same way I was worried.

What if he doesn't show up? What if he ditched me in the altar?

I was in panic mode when the dressing room door pulled open, Eliora stepped in dressed on white long dress.

She was still having her amazing curves unlike others who would lose their beauty after birth.

"What is it?" I stared at her through the mirror with my brow raised.

"You look charming." she giggled behind me and I smiled.

"Your groom also look hotter." she winked at me and I blushed really hard.

"Is... he here?" I asked her nervously and she smirked.

"I know you miss him, he is here." she nodded.

"It's time to walk down the aisle sweetie, your mum is also waiting by the door." she urged me with a sweet voice and I nodded happily.

My wedding dress was so long and bouncing, it rolled on the ground until I was outside.

My parents were standing by the door so as soon as I showed up, smile flushed on their faces.

It was unlike them to attend such petty occasion though.

"We are so sorry sweetie. We want you to know that, we only want the best for you." my mum said as tears gradually gathered in her eyelids.

I tried to rein mine in so I wouldn't rein my make-up.

"Are you ready?" my dad asked.

"Yes." I nodded.

They held my both arms while my chief bride's maid gathered the rolling edges as we walked down the aisle with smile on our faces.

The cameras won't stop blinking, people won't stop smiling and clapping.

It was the best day of my life.

I saw Eliora, Romans and little Rina. They were waving at me with a smile on their faces, I couldn't help but return the gesture.

My man was waiting for me on the alter, with a warm smile resting on his kissable lips.

He was looking more charming like never, his hair was primped and his beard was properly shaved.

He looked so young that one would mistake him for a mid twenty small boy.

We locked our eyes as my parents let go off my arms, he took my hands and we faced the alter.

The noise subsided.

"Desmond Howard, Do you take Jennifer Aniston as your lovely wedding wife. In sickness and in health, in poor and rich, till death do you part?" the priest asked holistically and I slightly faced Desmond.

"I do." the energy he used in saying those words made my heart skipped.

We have been waiting for three good years, to witness this moment. Who wouldn't be happy after all the catastrophe?

"I do." I said and smiled brightly.

I would never forget the day I said "I do" to my husband.

"You may now kiss your bride." the priest instructed.

This has been the moment I was waiting for.

"Kiss! kiss! Kiss!" the audience urged us.

They didn't need to do that because we already missed ourselves too much and it was worth a thousand kisses.

I bent my head forward and he dived in, our lips connected and he began to kiss me deeply and steadily. I suddenly got desperate, I kissed him passionately and hungrily.

All I could hear was the claps coming from the audience as I kissed my husband intensely.

"I love you, Jenny. From the beginning till the endless end." He whispered softly to my ear, smile enveloped my face as they turned red.

TWO YEARS LATER 

We happily ran in the field, laughing happily.

Eliora and Rina, Desmond and Romans, and I, who was heavily pregnant.

We decided to go for picnic after a long stressful year.

Eliora spread the big mat on the green grass and we sat on it in excitement.

"Jenny, how come you took in so fast?" Eliora was getting old but she wouldn't stop teasing.

That was her nature.

"Hey babe, you should also think about yourself." Romans said to her as his eyes narrowed to her stomach.

I smiled.

"Someone also get super excited huh?" I said sarcastically and everyone burst into laughter.

"Hey." Romans pulled her to his arms.

I couldn't believe they were still lovey-dovey after all these years.

"Do you know what I love most about you?" I couldn't help but overhead their conversation.

I was peeling the tangerine since I tend to go hungry every single minute.

"No." She shook her head.

"Wanna hear?" His brows were raised.

She nodded sheepishly. She bent over to him and his planted a tight kiss on her lips.

My eyes almost popped out from it's spot as Desmond pulled me over.

"Old habit huh?" He smirked and I laughed shortly.

He caught me off guard this time.

"Well." I couldn't rattle out this time.

"Do you also want to hear why I love you?" He wiggled his brows and I smirked.

"Seriously?"

"Come here." I adjusted closer to him.

"Because you have the most prettiest smile, you are honest and super kind." He said but for some reason, I was jealous and not satisfied.

"That's all?" I faced another direction.

"There's more." He said and I turned to him in full vim when my lips crushed unto his.

I was dazzled and surprised.

I wanted to pull away but he wrapped my waist with his stout arms and continued kissing me deeply.

This love is my death and I was willing to die with it.

"I also have something to tell you." He said seriously.

"Your dad managed to get a hold of my company's account book. He paid me ten percent of what I earn in a year. He said, he didn't send you away because of his lust for money." He informed me and my mouth hung open in the air.

"What? My parents?" I gasped in shock. It was surreal.

Love, affection and friendship. I got them in the end and I don't plan on losing any ... Any longer.

"I really need to call them, this has never happened to them." I started rummaging my bag for my phone, he stopped me.

"They have their reasons and I think they feel guilty after all they have done to you all these years." he began.

"Why not let them be and let's focus on our vacation." he suggested with a bright smile which I fell for immediately.

"Sure. I'm so happy to hear this though. Even on my wedding day, they gave me the most expensive gift." I reminded him and he nodded.

"Sure. Enough about them." I said.

"So, have you thought of a name to give to our first child?" he asked sweetly placing his hand on my stomach, i blushed.

"Isn't it too fast? I mean we have so many alphabets to chose from." I informed him and he smirked.

"Seriously?" he looked a bit annoyed and pissed.

"Fine. Fine. Which name do you think?" I asked.

I was in my four months and yet the doctor haven't been able to specify if it was a boy or girl, it kept everyone on edge as I couldn't go ahead to buy clothes for both gender.

"Why not name them..." I focused on him.

"A b c d z?" he asked with a raised brow and I laughed.

"You are kidding right?" I asked.

"You said there are lot of alphabets, so I'm trying to pair them." he said.

"You are worse." I shook my head.

The happiness in my heart, no one can be able to guess it or tell it's amount.

It felt like illusion. An eternal dream filled with love which I want to willingly sleep in forever.

Without eruption. I don't want to leave after having a taste of it, not even Eliora seem to give up after tasting her husband again.

Forever was the deal as the taste was delicious and mouth watery.

"What do you say about Jayden..?" he asked.

I faced him.

He made a good efforts in placing both our initials in the name.

"But that's for a girl." i figured.

"Jadan... also." he smiled.

"That's great. I love it." I nodded.

"But, i love you more." he whispered causing chills to rush up my spin.

I swallowed nervously.

"We were talking about names, not our love.. Dessy." I reminded him and he cupped my face.

"Well... my love for you is on every side, whether flimsy discussion or intimate discussion. That's how much I'm addicted to you, Jennifer Aniston." he said seriously with his gaze staring into mine, crumbling all my defenses.

I was awed by his speech. I never knew he was this sweeter.

"Thank you so much for loving you and staying by my side. You are my GOAT, hubby." I said sincerely.

"If I'm your greatest, then you are my forever. The only reason I want to be a better version of myself and spend my days with you." he said.

"We can't say all these without kissing, right?" I wiggled my brows looking silly.

He smirked. The taste of him has succeeded in addicting me forever.

"We can do something better." He informed me.

"And what is better than a kiss?" I wanted to know so I asked anxiously.

He pulled me into his embrace and stroked my back softly, I smiled happily and buried my face on his chest.

This love, I want to own it, build it and enjoy it forever with no obstruction.

A love that knows no bound, that's the journey I have just embarked on.