You are the Only One
36. Thank you, God

Olavia

I'm still waiting for an answer from Angga. Is this really his home?

I don't think so because Angga couldn't possibly have a house as good and as big as this (he could easily buy two or three of these if he wanted), but it still feels like a dream. As I walked in, I was busy looking to the right and to the left, looking around (at least the part of the house I passed) and so far there was not a single part that I did not like. Everything I see conforms to my standards, my desires, and my tastes. Everything I saw was very, very, very happy for me.

So, I asked if this house really belonged to Angga because I would feel too disappointed if the real answer did not match my expectations.

I really wanted this house to be Angga's so that I wouldn't have to bother looking for the original owner and persuade them to sell me this house. I don't have to bother anymore to take care of credit at the bank just to get this house.

"Yes. This is my house." When Angga said that, I cannot describe how happy the taste is in the chest. Especially when he continued his confession with, "Do you want to have a tour around the house? It is yours, anyway."

Whahuh?

What did he just say?

He just invited me around his house, didn't he? He didn't say that this house was my home, did he?

"I-I mean you-you?" I was unable to control the vibrations emanating from within my chest after hearing what Angga revealed. He casually said that this house is his home and MY HOME.

My home.

Angga who had looked a bit awkward now again removed the distance between us. He lightly took a step towards me. His palms know that they have cupped both sides of my face when he is in front of me, literally in front of me.

"Surprise," he whispered. "Welcome to the house that I will make our wedding gift to you, dear."

Whats?

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Goslings

Somehow I felt happy when I saw Olavia's eyes grow bigger after I said what I said earlier. I don't know why it feels like my heart is satisfied to see the surprised expression that there is the beautiful face. Maybe because, besides this isn't our first night as husband and wife and I still can't be sure if we're really going to get married later, my goal has been achieved.

From the beginning I wanted to make this house a surprise, and in the end my intention was carried out.

He was really surprised.

"What do you mean, ng?" Olavia's soft voice now sounded impatient. He wants me to give an explanation immediately.

Actually I myself thought, what other reason? The words I said were clear enough. This is the house that I plan to make as our wedding present for him. I don't see where my sentence is. But, as a man who's pretty much a sucker for his woman, I keep giving him explanations.

Whatever she wants, she gets. The right?

Anyway, I think it's the fret that caused that to happen. It was the anxiety that made him feel like he had to be convinced again.

I looked at Olavia's dark brown eyes in the shade, with the love I felt for her in my heart. I observed the two eyeballs in turn, with the intention of paying attention to each bead fairly. I did that for a while. Combined with the elusan of my hand, I could see through Olavia's eyes and feel through his body that began to loosen that my woman was now more relaxed, more comfortable. He started to accept my explanation better.

Then I smiled thinly because of something excessive I was sure would only rewind the achievements I had made. "I bought land here for you. I built this house with you in my head. I purposely made everything according to your taste because you are the reason for this house. I'm serious, honey. This house is home to you."

"really?" He asked in a voice that was mostly air.

"Yes, honey." I kissed the top of his nose in passing. "But I really hope you can let me stay with you here, anyway." Later on I tried to further melt the atmosphere by joking.

Joking is not really a joke at all.

My woman is also sniggering.

Well, that's the one I've been waiting for.

Olavia looked at me straight up again after his clumsiness was dim. "I'm sorry for hurting you."

I'm sighing. Not only because I did not want to listen to the words he just said, but also because it reminded me of the stupidity I had done. "No, Honey. It's okay. You're not wrong. I should be the one apologizing to you."

He followed along with a long breath. "No, we both did something wrong."

"You just didn't think straight. But I was the one who acted so out of line." I say no, I don't lose in blaming myself.

This time Olavia really took a long breath so that his shoulders immediately descended with the air coming out of his nose. "Yeah, you did." He approved my statement. "Besides, I guess I was just surprised. And not in a good way."

"I'm sorry that I made you as shocked and angry as yesterday."

Olavia immediately shook his head with the hair that was being draped. "It's okay, Ngga. Unconsciously, the consequences of your actions even make me face what I should have taken care of first."

"Yeah?" I muttered.

"Hm-." Olavia sighed again and hugged me. Somehow this time it felt tighter than his embrace. "I love you, Fencing Emilio Addams." He was in Kalakian releasing his pagutan and raised his face to look directly into my eyes. "And I really want to marry you. But, not just because of his house, yeah." He's running my nose with his fingertips.

I'm chuckling. Three hwri without the playful attitude of the woman I love most in this world really feels much worse than hell. "I'm still going to marry you even if I know you want to marry me just because this house is just like me."

A gentle pat landed on top of my chest. Olavia sent a gaze from the corner of her sharp eyes towards me. "Yes, no!" He suddenly denied with passion. "I love you so much that I want to marry you. But ...." Olavia paused for a moment to get a dramatic effect from the words he was about to say. "The bonus can be, too." He came out of his lips again.

I just look at him with what I'm sure what people say hearts in my eyes. I look at him satisfied with being grateful that I can be here, in his arms again, after the days of suffering yesterday. Once I'm sure he won't deal with me again. Fxck. I suddenly felt all too mushy-mushy in my heart. "I love you too, Olavia Marie Arifin."

And thank you very much to the Most Merciful and Most Merciful God because Olavia also looked at me in the same way. Hearts in her eyes. Not only that, his eyes also looked teary.

Thank you, God. Thank You's.

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