Yup! I Love You, Sir!

Yup! I Love You, Sir!
The Part 39



Maybe because of the way Hansen spoke, or because of his words, so Olivia did not feel burdened with the recognition from Hansen just now, that he liked Olivia.


Olivia was surprised by Hansen's sudden confession, but she was still able to behave normally, while with Hansen that night.


And apparently, Hansen can also prove his point, that he will not make the atmosphere between himself, and Olivia becomes awkward.


As if there was never anything, when Olivia was with Hansen, it felt like she was just taking a walk with an ordinary friend.


Hansen was still talking or acting silly, and Olivia could hardly stop laughing at him.


"Olivia! This is how I really am. And I hope that you too can remain yourself while with me....


... If there's something you don't like, you better tell me," Hansen said, staring fixedly at Olivia, and clasping Olivia's hand tightly.


"Okay!" olivia, without hesitation.


After touring for some time, Hansen stopped at a food truck, which sold desserts.


"Have you tried it before?" hansen asked, referring to the merchandise in the food truck, which was near them.


"Yet. I couldn't stand to stand in line" replied Olivia.


"This hood, belongs to my acquaintance. Which one do you want to try? I can get it without waiting in line" Hansen said.


"really? Then I want to try Tiramisu Mille Crepes," said Olivia, excited.


"OKay! Waita minute!" hansen.


Olivia then sat on one of the empty benches nearby, waiting for Hansen, who appeared to be approaching the snack vendor.


Food trucks that look crowded with buyers, until the customers queue long enough in that place, to get the crees and waffles, which are traded there.


Food that seems trivial, but can attract the attention of many people, to make Olivia so curious, what is the secret of the owner of the food truck.


Not long after, Hansen was seen coming back to Olivia, carrying two pieces of Mille crepes in his hand, which was placed on a small paper plate, complete with a plastic fork as a cutlery.


"This! ... My acquaintance was not there. According to the employee earlier, his boss did not come today, because he was preparing raw materials."


Hansen thrust a piece of tanned Mille crepes at Olivia, while he himself, had a piece of red Mille crepes.


"Actually, the best I think is the waffle. But later, you can try it. Because just now, too many people had ordered it," Hansen said again, then stuffed a small piece of crepes into his mouth.


"It tastes so good!" olivia said excitedly, after tasting her crepes.


"Would you try this one? ... It's Red Velvet." Hansen shifted his plate towards Olivia, so Olivia could pick up the piece of food, with her fork.


"It tastes good too!" said Olivia, honestly and no less excited, because both tastes are delicious crepes, and match her taste.


If according to Hansen waffle there is still more delicious, Olivia can not imagine, as good as what the food is.


Because according to Olivia, her crepes alone, it tastes like those sold in famous cake stores, maybe even tastes better, when compared to those sold outside.


"So the rich look better!" chirp Olivia with a smile, teasing Hansen.


"Ugh ...?" Hansen looked puzzled, looking at Olivia.


"Yes! You didn't hear me wrong. So a rich man like you, certainly tastes better, right?! You don't have to wait in line, to get what you want" Olivia said, smiling.


"Oohhh! ... I see, huh?! But you guessed wrong. Because this time, it has nothing to do with the rich business or not....


... I don't have to wait in line, because the seller, is a former chef who used to work in my coffee shop first" Hansen said.


Olivia did not expect, if what Hansen said, was the real reason, so Hansen did not need to linger, to get what he wanted.


At once, Olivia felt a bit embarrassed, because even though she was just joking, but she felt like she had made a mistake, by throwing jokes like that to Hansen.


"So, money doesn't always get you anything you want! For example you....


... Although I may have a lot of money, but not necessarily I can make you mine."


"Ugh? ... Why talk about me?" said Olivia, to cover up her embarrassment.


"Hey ...! You're embarrassed, aren't you?! Your cheeks are red, like a baboon's ass! ... Ahaha!" hansen said, laughing.


"Hansen ...!" olivia said in a clear voice.


"I'm sorry. I was just kidding. Sure still prettier your cheeks, than your baboon butt ... Ahaha!" Again, Hansen said with a laugh, teasing Olivia.


Olivia lowered her head, so embarrassed, because Hansen did not stop teasing her.


Hansen then held Olivia's chin, and pushed her up, until Olivia's face lifted slightly.


"I was just kidding. You're not angry, are you?!" hansen said quietly, looking at Olivia fixedly.


"Hm ... Of course I'm angry. Perhaps, my cheeks are compared to the buttocks of a baboon," said Olivia, ketus.


"If this is the case when you're angry, I think, I'll find it difficult to cope with it," said Hansen, who looks anxious, to bite his own lips.


"What do you mean?" olivia asked, puzzled over Hansen's direction.


"When you're embarrassed and angry, you look more beautiful. I don't know how long I can hold on, so I don't kiss you" Hansen said.


Olivia's face was hot, upon hearing Hansen's words, and right then and there, Hansen seemed to widen his eyes, as if he had seen something on Olivia's face, to his surprise.


"Oh, my ...!" chirped Hansen, then immediately turned his face away, and looked the other way.


"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" asked Olivia, who was feeling confused and astonished, because of Hansen's strange movements.


"Yes ... Your face, makes my heart feel not okay" Hansen said, glancing at Olivia.


What was Olivia's facial temperature back to normal, now increased again, after Olivia understood what Hansen said.


And again, Hansen seemed to widen his eyes, even to the point of biting his own lips, as if he felt very anxious, at the sight of Olivia.


"Oh, geez! ... Can't you control your expression? I may lose control if I see it for too long....


... And you will not let me go home, and you will be angry with me, later ... Let's just go for a walk!" hansen.


Hansen seemed to be hastily standing up from his seat, as he extended his hand towards Olivia.


Without saying anything, Olivia welcomed Hansen's hand, and then walked with him, wandering around while looking at the atmosphere at the place.


As the night wore on, Hansen drove Olivia back to his apartment.


Before entering her apartment building, Hansen led Olivia to the front door of the apartment building, and said,


"I'm enjoying my time with you tonight. Hopefully, you feel the same way."


Olivia nodded her head.ย "Yes.ย  Fun, could spend time with you."


"Good!" hansen said, smiling broadly.


Hansen then approached Olivia, holding and holding both sides of Olivia's face, and gently kissed her forehead.


"I'm sorry, who touched you without permission ... But I can't hold it anymore. You're too adorable, if I just let you go" Hansen said.


Olivia did not respond to Hansen's words, and just stayed there.


"I'll go home first! ... Goodbye, Olivia! I hope you can fall asleep comfortably, and only dream of me, so that you can quickly fall in love with me" Hansen said.


Olivia almost laughed hearing that, but she tried hard to keep looking calm.


While still smiling broadly, Hansen seemed to be preparing to leave Olivia's apartment.


"Bye, Hansen! ... Be careful on the road!" olivia said, then immediately turned around, and walked into her apartment.