04th Feb 2010
Thursday // 10pm // 2 years ago
Saturday
Up above us is the clear blue sky. What a perfect day to spend with your favorite man on earth. Even with only a cup of coffee and a plate of chocolate cookies that I made just for us. Sitting next to him on the swing in the backyard of his crib. I could only hear wind blowing pass us.
It’s been quite a while since the last time we actually spend the whole weekend just the two of us. He promised me this weekend will be different. Deep in our own thoughts, neither him nor me speak a word. None of us dare to ruin the beauty of this silent moment.
“Your big day is near,” I broke the silence. He laughed lightly.
“What big day?” pretends to be clueless about what I said and took a sip of coffee carelessly then it spilled on is shirt.
“C’mon Siwonnie, you know what I mean,” I couldn’t restrain my laughter seeing him tried to clean his shirt with tissue paper, “in fact, you know exactly what I mean.”
“Ah, why are you laughing? Help me with this, please dear…” he looked at me making cute expression. He really knew how to get my attention. The cute faces he made never fail.
“Take off your shirt, I’ll get you a clean one. Okay?” I got up to my feet and he looked at me as if I’d be gone somewhere far away. “It won’t take that long…”
I knew that he missed me already so I hurried to get his clean shirt. But I didn’t go straight back. His bedroom was upstairs and from the balcony you could see the backyard. When I opened the balcony door, wind blowed swiftly and brushed my cheeks. I remembered how delicate it is when he brushed my cheeks with his palms.
“Ya! Siwonnie! Which color do you want to wear?” I shouted, “Bright white or broken white?” Holding up both t-shirts in my hands. He raised his eyebrows, got up from the chair and walked towards the balcony.
“I want black instead, please?” I’ve seen his naked upper body many times but it still shocked me. Those abs, just amazing how he could be so maximumly handsome and kind. Just perfect. “Chelle? I said I want to wear black,” he repeated.
“Mm.. Black? But dear it’s a nice day, you should wear white. This one, perhaps?” raising the broken white T-shirt higher. He nodded then I tossed the T-shirt to him.
“Now you come back down here quickly, dear. Or I’m coming to get you!” he caught the shirt and smirked as he spoke. His dimples appear, make me just wanna run into his hug.
I planted images in my head of what will happen on his birthday. Don’t worry dearest Horse, it’ll be the best day of your life ♥
Name:Anizabella Lesmana 