My Love Journey's
Proposes

I woke up earlier than Paul and used the opportunity to cheer my eyes up with a beautiful view plastered on his face. In my heart I thank God for sending me an amazing man. I don't know how to say it, but what I feel is truly magical. My life has almost changed completely since the first day I met Paul. Of course, not all of those days were filled with happiness, but I'm still grateful that Paul and I were able to get through a difficult moment until today that we are still together.

After feeling calm and satisfied looking at his face, I slowly inched down from the bed, letting him sleep longer. Then I slipped her hoodie and my pajamas into my body before going into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Today we had to go back to the city, back to the actual routine, leaving behind a hidden paradise in this small village as well as his warm family.

When I got downstairs, I saw no one and soon realized that everyone was still sleeping. My schedule working in the hospital made me used to wake up early, I always wake up despite not having working hours in the morning.

Then I decided to step into the kitchen and make some tea for Paul and me, and then I would wake him up. Just as I was about to pour hot water into the glass made of ceramic in front of me, I felt the presence of two hands hugging me from behind.

I flinched, lucky not to spill water. I looked over my shoulder and found Paul without a shirt grinning at me.

"Good morning" her husky, deep voice that now sounded sexier instantly broke the silence, followed by a small laugh escaping from my mouth.

"Be careful, Paul. I almost burned my hand with hot water." I shook my head and turned my head forward. "I'm making tea for us."

"Do you know what I miss now?" Her lips landed on the recess of my neck, making me gulp while pouring water.

"What's that?"

"The breakfast you made. Like that day when I was staying at your house. Shit, Bianka. You can win Master Chef with that menu." She placed one kiss on the sensitive spot under my ear while I struggled with restraint.

With his chest pressed against my back, Paul's one hand slipped into the hoodie I was wearing, stopping right at the bottom of my chest.

"really? Thank you." Thank you."

He pressed my butt with his hips, implying what he was wanting right now. I know he's not wearing a T-shirt, but I haven't seen his lower body. "Let's go back to the room." persuaded him, his hot breath caressed my neck, gave me goosebumps and awakened my passion.

Now his hand went up cupping my chest, then squeezed slowly and played his palm there. I felt a very dull heat at his expert touch.

"What about this tea, Paul?" I smiled, knowing he didn't see my expression. Needless to say, Paul really understood how to tease me. "I don't want to drink it in the cold." I said, then sighed as he kissed the bottom of my ear again.

"Then we can warm the others up for a bit, don't you think, love?" I laughed, and he smirked on my skin. "You are so fragrant. Why are you getting this bad, Bianka?" he muttered, running his lips to my jaw while his hand held me tighter until I was completely squeezed between the counter and his hard body.

"Stop sniffing me, Paul." My god flirty, then raised a glass. "You're wearing pants, right?" My mind started to creep everywhere as she squeezed my chest harder.

"Circle around and see for yourself, you..."

"Oh my God!"

We turned to the kitchen door, where Thomas was standing in shock, closing Ellie's eyes.

Paul sighed then took a step back while I with a huge sense of shame propped up my body on the counter. Thomas looked at us carefully before slowly removing his hand from his son's face. She straightened up and cleared her throat as Ellie approached us.

"You were touching his titties again, (You touched his chest again)" Ellie said innocently, instantly making the situation even more awkward.

My cheeks were heating up, with wide eyes I saw Thomas' reaction. "What does that mean again?" He frowned at Paul who seemed to be very amused. Inwardly grateful for her wearing pants.

"Hi, Bianka!" Ellie arrived in front of me and immediately hugged my thigh.

"He-hey," I let off a nervous laugh. "Is your sleep good?"

"Yes." Yeah." Ellie looked up at me while winking. I raised my eyebrows a little, then laughed softly and was grateful that he had not said anything last night to his father.

"You really need to control your spirit, Paul. There's a little boy in this house" Thomas said, then he shook his head slowly while laughing. "It's a shame you guys have to come back today, Ellie's really hooked on you." Thomas looked at me and smiled.

With a still feeling of shame, I tried to smile back at him. "We will meet again..."

When Ellie broke away from me, Paul took the opportunity to replace her and embrace my hip while Thomas spoke. "I think so, too," he said, then pushed his chin towards Paul. "Because this man also seems to be crazy about you."

Paul laughing. "There is no doubt" he sighed proudly.

"Daddy, breakfast!" cetus Ellie was impatient to try to attract her father.

"Okay. What do you want, baby?" thomas asked lovingly and led Ellie to the fridge.

"Let's go back to the room and bring the tea, love." whispered Paul, secretly kissing my forehead. "I'm..."

"Ah, perfect! You're awake..." Paul's mother exclaimed from the kitchen doorway, and I felt Paul take his hand from my hip while exhaling in despair.

"Good morning," I threw a smile at his mother who was then replied.

"Please set the dinner table, I'll prepare breakfast." she muttered to us as Ellie hugged her.

I looked at Paul who looked very upset. "Hey, don't be angry. I'll pay for it tonight by staying at your house, how about?"

His expression slowly brightened, then he smiled excitedly. "Fastastic, love." He looked at his mother. "I'll help you after you change your clothes. Oh, Bianka was the best at preparing breakfast, mom." he muttered, then put a kiss on his mother's forehead.

"Bianka, that's great! Come here, help me, baby." Paul's mother asked me to come closer with a hand gesture. I obey.

***

"I will definitely miss your mother a lot, she's really amazing" I said with a sigh, sitting in the passenger seat of Paul's luxury car.

His hands touched my thighs. "He really likes you. We talked about you last night, and..." Paul suddenly stopped, his look seemed as if he was about to say something, then he giggled. "Well, the point is he likes you."

"What's the response about me, Paul? Did he say anything?" I turned my head to look at him with puzzled frowning brows.

"Just a few compliments that signify he likes you so much and how happy he is with our relationship" Paul said. I don't know why I feel like he's still hiding something, but I'm letting it go just because I don't want to ruin this calm atmosphere.

My gaze turned to Frosty who was currently sleeping on my lap, he fell asleep a while after Paul ran the car while I rubbed his head. While I was busy looking at Frosty with envy because he looked so peaceful, Paul continued speaking. "In a few minutes we'll stop for a minute."

"Oh, okay."

"There is a very beautiful garden, I spend a lot of time there and I want to take you for a walk." he said, his gaze fixed on the streets.

"Walk?"

"Yes, just a walk. No running, I promise..." He grinned wide.

"good. The streets seem like fun." I reply. "Is something bothering you?"

"Huh?"

"You look like you're thinking about something, Paul. Does this have anything to do with our plan to stay together?" manya curious.

"Are you trying to keep a secret from me again, Paul?" My good mood suddenly evaporated. "Please, don't play with fire with me anymore. Last time our relationship broke down because you caused it, and I don't want it to happen again."

"No way, Bianka. I promise." He breathed. "Listen, calm down until we get to the park. Take a walk there for a while, then head straight back to town. Okay?"

"Paul's..."

"I love you. Very." he said in a tone that made me believe something bad was going to happen. "I'm really happy to spend time with you, my family, and my friends. That means a lot to me."

I relented, smiled at him and grabbed his hand. "I love you too."

About four minutes later, we arrived at the park that Paul was referring to. "How long is your travel plan? I don't want Frosty suffocating in the car."

I walked with Paul into a beautiful garden, just like he said. Some lush trees appear here and there. If I didn't believe it, I would have thought he had brought me here to kill me, because it was so hidden.

"Frosty must be fine. I left the car glass open a little." He chuckled, momentarily looking back to ascertain if I was still following him. "It's over" he said.

I approached him and stopped near him. My eyes suddenly round. I stared in amazement at the most beautiful natural scenery I have ever witnessed in my entire life. We stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the vast ocean that stretched as far as the reach of my eyes.

There was a wooden chair that seemed to be very old, so Paul was brushing me. We sat next to each other. My attention was still entirely fixed on the beauty that was before me.

"Beautiful, right?" I could hear the smile in his voice. I turned my head to look at Paul who was also staring at me.

"Very. How do you know this place?" my many.

"Well, our house isn't far from here. Oh, by the way, this is where I kiss for the first time. In this chair."

I laugh. "Wow, how romantic..."

She smiled shyly. "Not as romantic as you think, love. Right after I kissed her, the girl cried and ran away from me. I've been sitting here for a few hours, thinking about what's wrong."

Paul threw a forward look while leaning his back on the seatback. His two hands moved restlessly over his thighs, for some reason he looked nervous.

"What are you thinking?" I asked softly, my heartbeat beating even harder as I wondered inwardly why he had brought me to this place.

"I enjoy the peace, love. Look at the same mood here. There was no sound of the car, or any noise. Just us and nature. And also, I was remembering the moment I promised myself that one day I would bring the woman I love to this place. I was thirteen, and I was thinking of someone like you..."

No. gabe. This is not what I imagined would happen. Suddenly my tears welled up in response to her touching sentence.

"Love, don't cry." Paul chuckled then reached out to sweep away my tears that had just dripped.

"Paul, i..."

"Wait, please let me finish what I said." he muttered softly. "I had planned this many years ago, bringing the woman I love to this place without knowing who it is." He laughed while shaking in disbelief at himself.

"Paul.." I hissed with a trembling voice.

I loved her every second we spent together until it felt so painful but in such an amazing way.

Paul cleared his throat, then stood up and knelt before me. His eyes did not move a bit from me, looking at my tears coming back down. "Sorry, sorry." I said whispering and rubbing my own cheek.

"Love," he called, drawing my attention back. Smile widens. "I'd like to say something romantic like, you've changed my life, or I've never loved someone this hard... but what I have in mind now is that I can't stop thinking about how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be around you, I want you to be the mother of my children, I want to see you wandering around my house every day..."

I laughed between sobs, and she smiled. Then Paul a small black velvet box from his jacket pocket, opened it and stretched it out to me. One diamond ring looks so dazzling in the sun. I raised my hand to cover my face and cried again.

"Bianka, will you marry me?"

I nodded vigorously, a single happy breath escaped from my mouth before I spat out at him, then hugged him tightly. He hugged me back with one hand while his other hand was still holding the ring.

With happy tears constantly flooding my cheeks, I cupped his jaw and kissed his entire face, which ended with one deep and long kiss on his lips.

"Is this how you say 'Yes'?" paul asked, trying to confirm my answer. I broke down the embrace, struggling to control myself. "Love, relax... You'll make me cry if you keep going this way." he muttered gently with a smile.

Instead of saying something, I hugged her back tightly to express how happy and grateful I was for finding such an amazing man.

We hugged each other for a few minutes. Paul with his big but always warm hands, rubbed my back. Gave me a chance to soothe my heart that was so happy that it felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

"Yes, Paul." I said after withdrawing from him.

"Yes?" A sweetest smile rose on his handsome face while his eyes emitted a dazzling lightning

"Yes, I want to marry you."

He cupped my face with one hand and then lunged at my lips. "Thank you, Bianka. Thank you.." he muttered in my mouth, kissing me again. "Make sure you won't regret it."

"I know." I whispered.

A minute later, he put the ring on my ring finger. Somewhat great, but not to make it detach. "This is my grandmother's ring. My mom gave it to me last night while we were chatting before we went to the bar." Paul snored.

"Oh." Turns out that's why I had to wait in the car last night and not tell me what they were talking about.

"I'll adjust the size to your finger, love. I just. I don't want to waste a chance while we're here."

Unwilling to reply with words, I kissed her again. Then I lowered my eyes to my hands. I looked in amazement at the ring. Well, the diamond is way too big of a proposal I've ever wanted, but I don't mind it at all because Paul gave it to me. After all, the ring looks so beautiful.

I looked up at Paul. "Thank you, Paul. I'm so happy now."

"I'm glad to hear it, love."

"Hey, are you crying?" as I raised my eyebrows, I could clearly see her tears well before she blinked. "Paul?"

"No, love." He shook his head while letting out a subtle laugh. "The wind's too tight."

"Oh, come! Everyone says so." I sighed, watching him. "Why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying." she said.

"Almost, I'm sure I saw your tears." I said, smiling softly.

"That's because you're too pretty, Bianka."

I hugged her. "Thank you, Paul. I love you."

"I love you more, love."