My Love Journey's
Surprises!

...Bianka Becker POV's....

I am currently on my way home after getting my doctor's permission to go home early. A few days ago, my mother-in-law asked me to accompany her shopping. I don't know why he can't go alone, but there's a driver who's always ready at Paul's apartment, and he's also getting to know the ins and outs of the city, and he's forcing me to accompany him.

I parked in front of the apartment building. A few weeks ago, Paul and I moved into a new house, which we call 'future house', because there was so much hope that we put in there. But the house feels empty without the man I love. Missing him, I called Paul before I got out of the car. These two days we didn't chat at all, just a short message. I know he's busy, but it's not at all like usual. Paul always tried to call me at least once a day.

His phone was active, but he didn't answer the call. Something must be wrong. Did he intentionally ignore me? Is she okay? Why didn't he pick up the phone or call back?

I exhaled, leaning my head against the steering wheel. I miss him so much.

After tidying up my hair and tidying my sleeves, I got down and started walking to the apartment. As usual Benji, who I left here, ran to welcome me as soon as I opened the door. He jumped up and down in excitement, his tail wagging. "Hey, buddy! How are you?" I knelt down and played for a moment with him at the door, rubbing his head and tickling his stomach. This dog always entertains me. "What are you doing today, hm? Running here? Sleep on? Aww, good boy. Yeah, you! You!"

"Hi, what about me? You don't miss me?"

I flinched, turning my head when I suddenly heard his voice. Paul stood there, with a smile on his lips. I didn't wait long to run and jump into his chest, making Paul chuckle while swinging my body. He put me down, cupped my face with both hands. "I miss you so much, love." she whispered in front of my lips, then kissed me gently.

"I miss you a lot too, Klug." I said back when our kiss came off, my mouth mimicking his smile. "You should have said you came home today! I'll be home early and pick you up!"

"And, no surprise for my beloved? That's why I didn't call or pick up your phone. Sorry, huh?"

"No problem, your reason is pretty good." I muttered, on my tiptoes to kiss her once more. "Are you the one who asked your mother to pretend to take me shopping so you could surprise me?"

"Ah, I'm caught!"

My laughter exploded. "Well, maybe we can just go to the room and have a little fun?" I said, in a low and seductive tone as I swept my palms to his chest.

Paul groaned and removed his hand from my face. "I wish we could. Really am. But the activity still needs to wait. There's something I want to show you."

Paul clasped my hand and started walking into the living room. My steps automatically came to a halt once we got there. "Mom's? Dad?" My parents and my sister sat down with Anne. I looked at them in shock and confusion, then galloped to hug my mother.

"It's good to see you, Mom!" hisismu.

"Me too, dear." said Mom, then kissed my cheek and lowered my hand.

I turned to my father. "Hi, Dad."

He pulled me into his arms. "I'm glad to see you're okay, son." He smiled gently at me.

I'm relieved because after Christmas last year he started to accept Paul, but not completely. But that attitude is worth respecting, right?

"I didn't get a hug?" I heard Louis talking.

"Oh, fu¢k off, Lou!" sniff me, then laugh.

"Stop flirting with your sister, Lou" Mom said, making Louis groan.

I looked back at my father and asked. "How's..."

He interrupted. "Someone asked me to come visit. He said you might need us today."

I frowned and turned my head back to Paul. He stood a few feet away from me, his hands tucked away in his pants pocket. His movements looked a bit agitated. I know Paul and my father's relationship isn't completely good, but I'm proud of his efforts to make me happy. I watched as he walked over to me, and realized the others were sitting on the sofa again.

"There's something I want to tell you." Paul took my hand. "I love you, Bianka. More than I could ever imagine would happen to me." I started to get nervous, not sure what he was doing exactly. Knowing that both my parents and Anne were listening to whatever Paul was about to say made me nervous.

"Some things don't always go so easily. I'm sorry for every hard time we've been through together. Sorry for the times when I didn't treat you properly. I'm not perfect, love, even far from that word. But you made me want to be someone better. Every day I wake up grateful to be with you again. I know I don't deserve you, you're the greatest gift of my life. We've been married before, but it's ruined because of my stupidity."

His cheeks were soaked with tears, yet he made no attempt to hide them. I could hear some 'aww' muttering from behind, but my attention was fixed on the handsome man before me.

"I love you with all my heart. I want to age with you, because I know whatever the world faces us, we will not lose. You're the only woman I've ever loved, until the end of time. Today, with the blessing of both your parents and my mother, I promise to always put you and our relationship first."

I was unable to string words together to respond, and all I did was raise my hand to wipe Paul's tears as he continued.

"The greatest happiness I ever felt was seeing you happy. I will always be your friend, your lover, your listener, your shelter, and your shoulder to lean on. I want to be the best for you because you deserve it. That's why today I'm going to ask. Bianka, will you be my wife?" He ended while kneeling before me.

I laughed softly, wiping my own tears. "I've been your wife, you idiot!"

"I knew. Will you be my wife again? After knowing me better? With everything we've been through?"

I nodded my head quickly. "Yes." Yeah."

He stood up and kissed me. "Do you believe me?"

"Of course."

"Then let's get married right now!"

"Ughhh!" I threw a glance at the other people in the room. They were all staring at us, and when my eyes collided with my father, I was surprised to see he was still smiling. There was no anger or dislike on his face. He slowly nodded, giving his consent. "Well, if that's what you want." I said, turning back to Paul. "We can start making plans."

"Everything is set, love. And, we're going to do it today. Our family and close friends will be there in less than six hours, as well as the pastor. All I need from you is one rich 'yes.'"

"I... L'm... I don't have a dress!" hissing, stammering. "Six hours won't be enough to get a wedding dress and put my makeup on."

Paul smiled nosily. "To be honest, there are already three types of dresses waiting for you in the room, as well as the makeup you need."

"Oh!" I'm at a loss for words. "Oooooh, shit!" Unknowingly I started to jump in excitement. "I'm getting married, Mom!" I ran up to my mother and pulled her into Paul's room, making everyone laugh because of my sudden brutal demeanor.