As pretty as a Butterfly

As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapters 126. Birthday


Restaurants.


Today Wiliam deliberately did not go to work for the office because he wanted to spend his vacation with Jelita. Because right on this date, the woman had just turned 20 years old.


Therefore, William plans to make a surprise gift for his beloved wife-to-be.


The man took Jelita to his own restaurant and reserved a special room for only two people inside. A special room just for the most special someone in his life.


Upon arrival at the restaurant, Wiliam immediately grabbed Jelita's hand and led her to the room on the top floor, riding an elevator.


Seeing something strange with Wiliam, Jelita felt suspicious. Because during the journey to this place, the man who was holding his hand was always as comfortable as a smile alone.


"Wil, why did you bring me here? What makes you smile to yourself?" ask Jelita


"You want to have dinner, especially. Later you know," replied Wiliam while pressing the numbers on the elevator button.


"What are you hiding?" jelita began to wonder.


"All your answers are upstairs, in a special room" replied William.


"In the top room?" ask Jelita back.


"Right, there's something I want to show you" replied Wiliam.


"What's that?" ask Jelita in curiosity.


Wiliam did not answer the question, he continued to invite Jelita to the destination.


Upon their arrival at the door of the room in question, William stopped his steps and released his hand. He walked up and stood right behind Jelita.


"Wiliam, why are you standing behind me?" ask Jelita.


"Wait a minute" said Wiliam then grabbed a long cloth from the hand of the hotel waiter who stretched out toward him.


"What's Wil for?" jelita asked very confused by Wiliam's behavior.


"Before we enter, I want to close your eyes first" replied Wiliam as he tied the cloth to close Jelita's eyes.


"Why are my eyes closed, Wil, I can't see this" Jelita replied as she felt the covering on her eyes.


"Just calm down, I'll lead you." William grabbed one of Jelita's hands and began to step in, when the servant was ready to open the door for them.


"Let's go in" Wiliam took him and stepped in together into the room.


Arriving inside the room, William stopped his steps. Then give the code to all the waiters there to leave them alone inside.


Without saying much all the servants in the room left, having finished with their duties and waiting in front of the room until both of them were finished.


Not forgetting they closed the door again, before leaving the room.


"Wil, can I open this cover cloth?" asked Jelita with a million curiosity.


"Wait, let me just untie her," replied William and stood behind Jelita.


Wiliam slowly untied the ties that blocked Jelita's eyes, with a look on his face impatiently eager to see what reaction the woman gave him when she first saw the gift from him.


"Already, now you can see," said Wiliam then hugged Jelita from behind while waiting for a reaction from his woman.


Slowly Jelita opened her eyes and blinked her eyelids many times, as the covering began to detach from her sense of sight. To adjust for a moment his eyes were from the light he had just received.


After feeling enough to rub his eyes, Jelita also began to look at the entire room. He was so surprised when he saw the room had been decorated in such a way for him.


Jelita could only stand pecking while continuing to cover her gaping mouth.


His eyes seemed to be unable to stop circulating his gaze around, at the entire room. And he continued to be stunned in astonishment, seeing so many beautiful decorations in every corner especially for him.


The red and pink balloons are neatly arranged, decorating one corner of the room. Even a lip-shaped balloon and the word Love was plastered in the corner.



"It's so pretty" said Jelita.


Wiliam smiled and pointed at one corner of the room again by sliding Jelita's shoulders slightly to follow where he took her.


And this time Jelita again amazed, his eyes seemed not to stop blinking, when he saw the decoration that read Happy Birthday with a balloon number of 20 is quite large, standing sweet among the many small balloons.



"Happy Birthday dear, happy birthday to you Jelitaku," whispered softly Wiliam behind Jelita's ears, accompanied by a warm hug and kiss that landed right in the recess of her neck.


Jelita did not expect that Wiliam could know that today was his birthday, but he himself never told anyone about his birth including to William himself.


Wiliam nodded. "Rem .. I know all about you from Mom, that's why I prepared all this for you" she replied.


No tears Jelita fell just like that, flooding her entire cheeks until wet. There was a feeling of happiness mixed together to become one in his heart.


When he gets the attention of Wiliam to him that is amazing, sometimes Jelita thinks back. For what else he was afraid of William, because the man had proven to be very kind to him, loving and also loving himself wholeheartedly.


Jelita continued to cry and could not stop her tears from breaking.


"I'm sorry, I can't stop crying" sobbed Jelita.


William twisted Jelita's body to face her and wiped away the tears that drenched the girl's cheeks with both of her thumbs.


"Don't cry anymore, I'll make this special for you. Happy birthday," said Wiliam once again, then landed a warm kiss on the woman's lips at a glance.


"Thank you William" Jelita replied without many words.


Because that's all he can say about the gift from William. This is the first time Jelita has received the most beautiful gift of her life.


"Thank you" he said once more, then hugged Wiliam tightly.


William returned the hug and replied. "Together."


The man was very happy because he managed to give a surprise to the woman he loved and what made him happy was when he saw the woman was happy.


William broke his embrace, then grabbed Jelita's hand and led her back. He shifted the glass door in the room and headed for the balcony area in front of the restaurant.


The beautiful scenery was again seen, when the quiet and dim atmosphere accompanied by the night wind gently hit the two of their faces.


Wiliam always led Jelita to walk, taking her to a place where they would perform their dinner rituals. The two looked at each other and smiled at each other, occasionally interspersed with small laughs adorning their happy nights.


Until they arrived at the corner of the balcony there, a special table for two people was neatly arranged.


A night candle graced the table with a sprinkling of rose petals as a sweetener, plus a beautiful night view, adding to the romantic impression of their dinner this time.


Jelita went back gaping, because Wiliam managed to make her surprised again. He just stared at Wiliam speechlessly again.



Wiliam nodded with a smile and pulled the chair for Jelita to sit down. "Now sit down, we'll have dinner."


Jelita complied and sat down. "Thank you" he replied.


"Together" and William sat down.


They started to enjoy dinner, but before that happened. William again gave a surprise to Jelita.


The man flicked a finger at someone, to bring something before them both.


Without much thought, the servant lowered his body markedly understood. Then bring something that has been prepared before.


"Dark ... Close your eyes again" pinta Wiliam and Jelita said. He closed his eyes before the servant brought anything to him.


Not long after the lights were turned off again, only a small candle lit them in the dark of night.


William smiled and looked at Jelita who was still closed.


"Now open your eyes" Wiliam returned and Jelita nodded.


The lucky girl opened her two beautiful eyes and she was touched again, because a cake was right in front of her with a strand of Happy Birthday from Wiliam.



"Happy birthday, Jelita" said Wiliam once more, with a gentle smile among the candlelight in the darkness of the night.


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Meanwhile in a different place, Michael looked at Jelita's photo and he remembered the important date today.


"Happy birthday, Jelita," said Michael then save the photo Jelita back into his memory box.


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