Muntaha felt nervous as his fingers slowly worked to remove the gown. He set up an invisibility screen to preserve her dignity.
Unless it was Arif walking by, the rest won't be able to see through the barrier. He retrieved a purple piece of clothing from inside his pocket as walk carried her body into the river.
This was not among the rainbow-colored river. It was a normal river with the correct temperature.
He walked inside the water with her in his arms. Not wanting to work in further, he laid her on one of the rocks as he began to remove his clothes.
He stood in the water in his naked glory. On normal occasions, he would have taken advantage of the circumstances and lust over her.
This was far from being normal. She was probably in pain. He cursed Arif in his head for leaving her on her own. It was about time they had a man-to-man talk.
I am still undecided about whom i like better. Muntaha or Arif?
Creation is hard, cheer me up!