God, I Don't Want to Be an Old Virgin
Hole in the Heart
At lunchtime, I sent Sadid a message.
"Honey, it's lunchtime, are you still busy, I've been waiting for you at Angel's restaurant.come on" Brenda.
"Please wait, I'll be there soon" Sadid
10 Minutes later Sadid came, he came with a man carrying a guitar and singing for us, while we were having lunch.
" How did you find this golden-voiced busker ?? he is very talented" I was amazed by the sound of the buskers brought by Sadid, his voice melodious.
"Ah, maybe next time you should see someone not just from his clothes."
obviously Sadid.
"Yes yes, as always. hahah" Sadid stroked my hair.he treated me like his sister whom I felt for a year.
This week Sadid took me out, played on the beach, watched 2x a week, had a romantic dinner, and went shopping.
The next week, Sadid took me out, played on the beach, watched 2x a week, had a romantic dinner, and went shopping.
Next week, Sadid took me, played on the beach again, watched 2 more times a week, had another romantic dinner, and went shopping again.
dann and so on.....
Happy ??? Ja
Comfortable ??? Sure
Like ??? It's obvious...
but over time all this became bland...
"Ahh, maybe it's just my feeling." I thought to myself.
Today is exactly 2 years of our courtship, I really can not deny, really bored really master me.
"Or do I just need to fix my relationship ?? I don't know, I'm gonna try to survive." I was on my way to Restaurant Angel, our favorite place.
"What's up ?? why are you in a hurry, I just got there."
Then, Sadid clicked his finger, came out my favorite Tiramisu cake.
"Here, my special cake comes directly to you, baby.."
"Waaw, thanks... "
"Let's blow the candles together.."
One. duuaa... Fuuuuhhhhh.
"Thank you for being with me all this time.I love you so much. Do you love me too ??" ask Sadid.
"Ahh, yes.." I replied briefly with a slight look away.
"What's up ?? don't you like her, honey..??"
What's wrong with me, I'm really not interested in talking about love with Sadid, like never before, like this passionate love.
Sadid kept staring at me. He apparently realized my change.
"Brenda darling, is there any man near you, other than me?" this question surprised me.
"What does Sadid mean ?? what kind of question is that ??" I raised my voice a little.
"Ah, sorry maybe, I misunderstood. All right, what if we dance ??"
"All right, come on.." I calmed down.
We danced, in the middle of the song, all eyes were on us, we were indeed a very harmonious and very attention-grabbing couple, and took something out of his suit.
"Brenda, I'm not a Perfect Man, but I really love you, I will always make hs s e r g w w w w e t y s s s s s
Seriate....
