Once upon a time, there is a girl named Princess who lives in a village. She's adopted because her parents died when the town she's living fired 9 years ago, 1987. While picking apples that fell in the ground, she heard a horse neighing and its footsteps near. When the horse was about to run into her, she stepped aside and looked who's riding a horse. It was a man. She was shocked when he fell down from the running horse.
"Are you okay?" Princess asked. The man shake his head to recover from dizziness before looking to the girl. He was star struck. "Uh, is that your horse?" She asked the man again.
"Yes, I'm fine, and that's mine too." He pointed the horse. "May I know what's your name?" He asked. He was mesmerized by Princess' tan skin, to her mesomorph shape of body, almost a perfect body. By her eyes that are dark brown, legs are long. A beautiful, almost a perfect young village lady.
"Uh, I don't give my name to strangers." She said and walked to the horse. She held the string and pulled it while she's walking to the man. "Next time you ride a horse, make sure you know it. Or have guidance. You could kill yourself." She shook her head after.
"Yes, thank you. My name is Angelo. Pleasure to meet you Princess though I don't know your name." he smiled.
Princess' eyes grew big. In her mind is running, 'he called me Princess because he didn't know my name though he did mentioned it!'.
"You mentioned my name." She said and quickly ran away.
She went home and quickly find her mother inside the house. As she sees her, she ran for a hug. "I'm home, Mama." After hugging the daughter, the mother went to the table to get the apples. I followed her and I saw her frowned.
"Whose hat is this?" She asked as she turned her head to her daughter. Princess blinked twice, checking if she really accidentally brought Angelo's hat.
"I-it's from--" She took a deep breath to stop stammering. "It's from the man Angelo that I met in the woods." She answered her mother.
"And is this Angelo is your friend? He's not familiar. And I know you're not that into making friends." the mother asked again like she put her daughter in the hot seat.
"No Mama. He was riding a horse and he fell, maybe he's practicing riding it and I'm there when he fell. I helped him with the horse and I didn't notice the hat fell into the basket full of apples." She explained to her mother.
"You better not want your father to know this." She gave the hat to Princess. Princess nodded. She asked permission to enter the woods again to give it back to Angelo. The mother let her daughter go.
While walking, Princess made options in her head. One is: if Angelo is not there, she would leave the hat hanging in the end of the branches. Two: if he's there, she would give it and go without saying goodbye. and Third: she would not continue. As she walks near where the scene happened, she heard a manly voice.
"Her name is Princess? Wow." She clearly heard Angelo's voice saying that. Angelo quickly stood up as he saw Princess strangely looking at him. "Uh, hi! Why did you come back?"
"Your hat." she placed it in Angelo's head.
Angelo smirked. "You should have keep it."
"And why would I keep it?" Princess innocently asked.
"Because I will give this to you when we're in a relationship or when we're married."
Princess' forehead crease. "You really dream high, do you?" She rolled her eyes and turned her back.
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Valuing Love (One Shot)
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