My Alluring Woman

Chapter Ten: Beautiful family

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Lyndon point of viewBlooms of Love

I was on the road, driving my car headed to the place where my heart is. Really. Heart. Well. Is kind of she stole my heart from my chest. And i'm happy about that. Once you look at her. Argh. It felt amazing. Incredibly amazing. You can see the glimmering that visible of my eyes. Like a shining stars. My lips curved a smile that reached up to my ears. Like a smiling icon. Imagined her face. Her annoyed face. Now. I think i'm crazy. Crazy in love.

I got out of my car and walked inside at the amusement park. Then my eyes caught a shop. A flower shop. It named Blooms of Love.

I pulled out my phone and check their location. I looked around and caught the cafe. I'm so very lucky when it comes to this woman. This destiny that they called is truly amazed me. It just a few step where am I standing right now.

I walked toward at the cafe having a wonderful smile on my face. The moment i'll entered the cafe my eyes already caught the familiar figure sitting at the chair with her daughter. She's wearing a white fitted shirt that tucked in her black jeans paired with white shoes. Her back facing me. Her hair is silky. And those curves, those body that salivating me. Goodness. I can feel my little buddy down there. Erected. I calmed my buddy down and walked slowly to approached them.

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Foresha point of view

When we got out of the cafe i can feel the other people's eye glanced on us. We were walking around and every people we encountered give us an envious look on their face. I felt my heated cheeks. It’s embarrassing. But. There still a but. But I felt proud.

 And i heard this old couple talking about us. Looking at us with they smiling faces and shining eyes. You could see the resemblance of happiness.

"What a beautiful family. They looked lovely." I heard the old woman say.

"Yes. Just like us in the past." I heard the old man say.

And i'm still holding the flowers that he gave to me earlier. I want to throw it away but i can't. My daughter will definitely shoot me with questions. And i don't want any interrogation right now. Then, suddenly something came up to my mind. I walked toward them. Give the flowers to the old woman.

"I can't accept this flowers!" the old woman refused.

"I give this flowers because you remind me of someone special in my heart."

"Just think about me as your granddaughter that give you this lovely flowers to a lovely woman like you." I added.

"Thank you, pretty lad! And you have a lovely family there." she said heartedly pointed the direction of my daughter and him. I nodded with a smile on my face. And turned back.

"That is a very nice of you back there!" he said and gestured his head toward the old couple.

Did I heard him right? I thought he would be feel disappointed but he's not. And i can see that he's calmed and relax.

"You're not disappointed?" I asked my brows frowned.

"No. I'm not! Besides, I was touched by your actions. It also reminds me my grandmother." he explained.

And I nodded to him not looking to his face. And I don't have anything to say to him.

"Mommy, is my grandmother still alive?" Ayesha asked me.

That question hit me. This little girl of mine used to questioned me always. But this time she shoot me a difficult one and it's a very difficult for me to answered. I gulped. Looking around. I'm not going to answer that question.

And thinking about my mother. God. I missed her so much. Thinking how was she or what was she doing right now? Did she asleep well in the night? Did she ate healthy food? This words running to my thought. I missed her hugs and her smile.

Then I felt a finger that laid to my cheeks. I didn't know that i'm in tears. I turned my head away. I don't want them to see me like this.

"Mommy?" my daughter called me. I wiped my face and smiled to her.

"Are you crying?" she asked.

"No, baby! It's just some insect that entered in mommy's eye." I lied.

“Really? Can I take a look?” he asked in a concerned tone.

But before i’d refused he already cupped my face and looked directly  in my eyes. It’s like he’s searching my answer. Or is he comforting me. Or wanted to kiss me. Nah. Nah. Nah.

We we’re staring at each other for ten seconds. Lost at each others eye. It seems that he captured me. He captured my heart and my soul. Oh, Lord.

Is he going to kiss me? Did i want him to kissed me? I blinked my eyes to realize that this is something that i didn’t want to happened. Not in front of my daughter. I told it to myself.

Huh? So you want him to kissed you? You’re just playing hard to get! It said from the back of my mind.

“Daddy, did you see the insect?” My daughter asked. 

We snapped at each other. We composed ourselves before we could reply to this awkward situation.

“It’s not an insect, baby. It’s her eye lashes!” he answered and stared at me again. I rolled my eyes. Argh.

“Okay. Are you fine now, Mommy?” she asked again. 

“Yes, baby! Come on. Let’s go. We need to see the other ride.” I said and hold her hand.

She also hold his hand. Now. You can picture us as a family. Holding hands together while walking. Me holding her and she holding him. I sighed. I think it would be better if i let them be. Let them a father and daughter relationship. Nothing more. My daughter is right he looked kind. And sweet. I added in myself. What? Sweet? Well, he was. He was truly sweet. Just thinking about earlier when he cupped your face. This word is fighting in my mind. I shook my head to erase all of that in my thoughts.