"Fragrance of Love under the Moon"
The moon was slowly rising on the horizon, scattering its soft light.
The waves of the sea were keeping a beautiful melody alive,
and the winds swayed gently, humming songs of love.
Ramish was smiling as he looked up at the moon.
Whispering softly, he said,
"Moon… why are you smiling at me so intently tonight?"
It felt as if the moon had found a voice.
It replied,
"Tell me first—who is the one sleeping with his head resting on your chest?
So, you finally found someone."
Ramish smiled and said,
"Moon… In love, we too have finally been blessed…shown mercy to me.
My broken breaths have found life again.
My colorless world has been filled with colors once more.
Look… my love is sleeping, wrapped in my arms."
The moon said in surprise,
"Has your impossible dream finally come true?
Is it Richer?"
Ramish smiled softly.
"Yes… my dream has turned into reality.
My prayers have found their destination, my restlessness has found peace.
Now tell me, Moon—who is more beautiful?
Your moonlight or my love?"
The moon spread its light gently over Richer's face and said,
"Ramish, your Richer is truly very beautiful—
so beautiful that even I might blush looking at him.
But for me, nothing is more beautiful than my own moonlight."
Ramish smiled and replied,
"Moon… to every lover,
their beloved is looks the most beautiful of all.
They do not wish to see anyone else but them beloved.
Every gesture of the beloved feels enchanting,
every word priceless."
The moon seemed to smile in agreement.
"You are right," it said.
Ramish smiled gently and whispered,
"Moon… how beautiful that evening feels when your beloved is near to you,
as if the entire universe has gathered into one's arms."
Then Ramish looked at Richer's face—
he was smiling even in his sleep.
Softly, Ramish said,
"Richer… I am devoted to every one of your smiles.
Is this a smile, or a star shining in a galaxy?
Or a rare flower blooming in a garden of blossoms?"
Ramish turned his face toward the sky and closed his eyes.
Wrapped in moonlight,
in a peaceful atmosphere,
the two of them rested—unaware of the world.
After about two hours,
Richer slowly opened his eyes.
He realized he had been sleeping on Ramish's chest.
In a soft voice he asked,
"How long have I been sleeping like this?"
Ramish smiled.
"For about two hours."
Richer said,
"Why didn't you wake me?"
Ramish replied gently,
"You were sleeping so peacefully on my chest
that I didn't want to disturb your rest."
Richer smiled and said,
"You must have gotten tired, holding me like that."
Ramish laughed softly.
"Even if you had stayed on my chest like this all night,
I wouldn't have felt tired."
Then Ramish said,
"Come, let's go back to the hotel now."
Richer nodded.
As they stood up to walk,
Richer staggered slightly because of sleepiness.
Ramish immediately held him and said,
"Climb onto my back."
Richer replied,
"No, you're already tired yourself.
I'm fine—I can walk."
But Ramish insisted
and lifted Richer onto his back.
Richer quietly rested his head
on Ramish's shoulder.
Ramish was carrying Richer onto his back, walking slowly along the shoreline toward the entrance path.
Footprints formed behind him in the sand,
while the waves of the sea seemed to preserve those moments within their memory.
In his sleepy haze,
Richer leaned closer to Ramish's neck
and kissed him softly.
"Ramish… you smell so wonderful…"
Ramish suddenly stopped.
He slightly turned his face toward Richer.
With half-closed eyes, lost in drowsiness,
Richer was gently kissing his neck while speaking.
Smiling softly, Ramish said,
"What are you doing in your sleep?"
Richer lightly pulled Ramish's cheek and replied,
"I really can smell a beautiful fragrance from you."
Ramish smiled again and whispered,
"Richer… the reason for the fragrance coming from me is you.
When you touch me,
I begin to bloom with scent."
With a faint smile, Richer murmured,
"No, Ramish… today this fragrance is something different…"
By then, Ramish had reached the entrance of Soul Beach.
The manager was already there with the car, leaning against the seat with his eyes closed, having dozed off for a moment.
Ramish gently knocked on the car window.
The manager immediately startled awake and stepped out to open the door.
Carefully, Ramish lowered Richer down, helped him set into the car, and then sat beside him.
The car moved forward, leaving behind the beautiful memories of Soul Beach, heading toward the hotel.
Ramish lovingly rested Richer's head on his shoulder and said,
"Sleep peacefully."
Richer turned his face slightly toward Ramish and whispered again,
"You smell incredible tonight…"
Ramish smiled shyly and repeated softly,
"Just sleep."
Richer kissed his cheek gently and said,
"You look so adorable when you blush… do you even know that?"
Ramish smiled and placed Richer's head back on his shoulder and quietly looked out of the window.
The buildings bathed in the night, glowing with countless lights, looked mesmerizing.
He kept watching them silently,
as if every light reflected the happiness in his heart.
Soon, the car stopped outside Etihad Towers.
Ramish gently shook Richer.
"We're back…
Come slowly,
I'll take you to the room."
Richer nodded in his sleepy state and stepped out of the car.
The manager politely offered,
"Sir, shall I help you?"
Ramish smiled.
"No… I'll take him."
He lifted Richer onto his back once again and slowly carried him to the hotel room.
Inside,
he gently laid Richer on the bed,
took off his shoes,
helped him to change the cloths,
massaged his legs lightly with oil,
and covered him with a blanket so he could sleep peacefully.
For a while, Ramish sat beside him,
watching him with loving eyes and a soft smile,
as if trying to convince himself that this wasn't a dream.
After a few moments, he freshened up and walked toward the large glass wall.
Outside, the night stretched in its full glory,
the city lights competing with the stars.
Ramish stood there quietly, smiling,
but his true world
was lying asleep on that bed.
A little later, he returned and lay down beside Richer.
Watching him tenderly,
Ramish too drifted into sleep.
The night, filled with the fragrance of love and silence,
had become a source of peace between two hearts.
Beautiful words for love,
The moment I speak to you…
That very moment becomes my entire universe…