Two Years Later
Rune
Akara acted strange.
I didn't know what was happening inside that handsome head of his, but I knew something was wrong. Until last week, he had never mixed an order or forgotten to bake a cake.
Until last week.
Now, it was the second time he put a latte in front of a customer who ordered an americano.
"What is wrong with you?" I asked for the hundredth time and he said "nothing" for the hundredth time. Sighing, I dropped the topic and prepared the americano.
As if I didn't worry enough, that night I caught him talking on the phone with somebody whom Akara insisted not to tell me about.
Was he cheating on me? No way! Then what was his problem? Was he bored with the seaside life?
Questions haunted me day and night and anxiety built up in my chest. The possibility of him leaving me scared the shit out of me as I couldn't even imagine a life without him. Once I experienced it for a short while and it almost killed me, so the second time was sure to kill me after all those beautiful memories.
Somehow, I kept my terrifying thoughts to myself for a week, but when I had a nosebleed, I decided to confront Akara.
Pressing the tissue under my nose, I rushed to our bedroom where Akara was getting ready for work.
"Are you bored of me?" I asked directly.
"What?!" Akara exclaimed and looked at me before shouting "what happened? Are you okay darling?"
I shook my head, meaning it was okay, but Akara didn't believe me. Holding my arms, he made me sit on the bed and pulled the tissue to check the bleeding. Then he grabbed some clean tissues and replaced the bloody one.
"Does it hurt? Why did it happen?" he asked with apparent worry which mitigated my anxiety a bit.
"I am okay, just answer me, are you bored with me?" I pressed one more time.
"Of course not!" Akara denied the allegation fervently, "you are the love of my life, how can you think something like this?"
"Because you hide something from me!" I snapped at him.
"What?" he asked with a lower tone, confusion clear as day on his lovely face.
"You mix the orders, forget to bake cakes, talk on the phone with mysterious people, walk around in a daze... Shall I continue?"
"Oh my! Is this why you had a nosebleed? I am so sorry, darling," he said, missing the main point of my words.
"Tell me what is wrong," I demanded coldly.
"Nothing is wrong, I just wanted to give you a surprise but fucked it up as usual," he said with an apologetic look.
"What surprise?" I asked with curiosity, already forgetting about my suspicions.
"This," he said and took out a black velvet ring box from his drawer, "I have been trying to come up with a romantic setting to propose to you."
I felt my mouth drop to the floor with the shock. "Really?" I asked when I could control my mouth.
He nodded with a grin. Kneeling in front of me, he opened the box and said "will you make me the happiest man alive?"
I looked at the golden rings with tears in my eyes before throwing myself on Akara, who caught me effortlessly.
"Yes! Yes! I will marry you!" I shouted and Akara captured my lips even before putting the ring on my finger.
When I came down from the clouds and we wore the rings, I remembered an important point.
"I don't want to ruin the mood, but can you tell me who was the person on the phone?" I asked shyly with my secret weapon; jutted lower lip.
"It was Som."
"Som? My friend Som?" I asked with shock. After what happened to my family, Som's father forbade us to contact and sent him abroad. As I didn't want to ruin his relationship with his parents, I cut all contact with him.
"Yes," Akara nodded, "I contacted him and learnt that he is back in Thailand. I believed you would love to have him in our wedding, so I invited him here."
For God's sake! How could a person be so considerate and loving?! Brimming with love, I cupped Akara's face and planted kisses all over his face while repeating "I love you so much."
Suddenly, Akara trapped my hands and halted my action. With a serious look on his face, he said "maybe we shouldn't open the cafe today, I have something in my mind that I want to try with my husband-to-be."
Chuckling, I nodded whole-heartedly, "Good idea! Today is rainy anyway!" I declared and let my husband-to-be show me how much he loved me.
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