MINE.

20

The next morning, Gulf quickly went to the kitchen as soon as he woke up. It wasn't out of eagerness to fulfill his duties by preparing food for his husband but rather because of the deep sense of shame that lingered from his actions last night.

"If I followed my heart, I would want to wear something that could cover this marks on my neck." But my sister advice from Prague remains firmly in my memory.

He didn't want this mega project to fail because he didn't follow the strategies laid out by  his sister. So, this morning he wore a soft green sleeveless shirt that wasn't too revealing. His hair was left down.

After wake up and done with his morning routine. Mew returned to bed with his iPad. His intention was to check his emails. However, without realising, he opened a folder of wedding photos and the reception.

Piece by piece, he gazed at the photos. He never expected that this whiny kid could transform into such a captivating man, just like yesterday. He remembered how much he hated Gulf during their wedding. The guy who trapped him in a marriage against his will. Trap? On the first night, I truly felt trapped. A crooked smile appeared on his lips as he thought about the beautiful nights spent with that whiny guy.

"What did I ever say to him before? But what's happening now? At the office, I keep thinking about him; at home... my eyes can't look away from him, and my hands can't stop holding him! Should I go ahead with Plan A? Makes that guy hates me, and until he asks for a divorce, and I'm free! Plan B? Polygamy. Plan C? Just let him be."

Mew, you need to realize that your Plan C is already ruined! With his sexy clothes, with his shy yet eager actions... He still follows your desires... there's no reason that you will ignore him! It's okay! I'll try to do something. He closed his iPad. Grab his phone, and quickly searched for Amanda Obdam's number. Yes, this sexy model will surely help me stop thinking about Gulf. The call went unanswered, so he left a voicemail.

"I don't have time for this. Lunch, one p.m., usual place. Be there or I will move on."

After leaving the message, he jumped down from the bed to get ready for the office. Dressed in his work attire, he went down to the lower level of the condo. But as he passed the kitchen, he automatically paused to check on Gulf. "Be careful, Mew; you might end up being late for the office. If he looks sexy, what should I do?" Mew thought to himself with a smile.

His wife was doing dishes. His outfit was simple this morning and not sexy, but oh God, he looked so sweet.

Gulf, noticing that he was being watched, turned to look at his husband.

The plate he was wiping was placed on the kitchen cabinet. He walked toward his husband with a shy smile. As Gulf got closer, Mew noticed the marks on his wife's neck. He is in troubled as he remembered of last night! "Why are he coming closer to me?"

"'Good morning," Gulf said softly, stepping closer and placing his lips on Mew's right cheek.

Mew was taken aback. He never expected this guy could be so alluring. Where was the clumsy guy he first met during their dinner? This morning, his wife looked elegant and was fully made up. He smelled so good. What fragrance was he wearing?

"Just a moment, let me make breakfast for you."

"No need, I need to get to the office early." Mew thought he should leave quickly, or else his Plan A and Plan B would be ruined.Just as Mew was about to step away, Gulf grabbed his right hand. Mew halted."Wait a minute. The ingredients are ready; I just need to fry them. Five minutes!"Mew tried to pull his hand away, but Gulf wouldn't let go."Please..." Gulf pleaded softly, looking deeply into Mew's eyes, a sweet smile on his lips.

"Please? I'm doomed!" thought Mew."Hurry up!" he replied harshly, deliberately making a sour face.

"What a grouchy bear!" Gulf thought to himself.

This guy really has a split personality. Yesterday he was so romantic that I was trembling. This morning he's turned back into a block of ice!

As promised, in just five minutes, the omelette was ready for his husband. He placed it on a plate and arranged it on a tray with a small dish of fruit, two slices of toast, a small jug of orange juice, and a pot of coffee. He served it in front of Mew, poured the coffee into a cup, and then sat down next to his husband.

"Delicious." The comment slipped out of Mew's mouth after sipping his wife's brew. Oh no, I've already let this compliment slip. This isn't how to torture your wife, Mew!

"The coffee is from my home. From my father's driver. Every month, my father orders stock for us."

"Where did you get it?"

"I went to pick up at Mama's house yesterday."

"How did you go?"

"I borrowed Mama's car." Mew wasn't pleased that his wife borrowed things. As if he couldn't afford it.

"The furniture you bought, I'll transfer the money into your bank account, along with the groceries."

"Okay." Gulf felt happy when he heard his husband mention the grocery money. It felt like he was being accepted as his wife.After that, his husband didn't speak again, but Gulf still felt happy. slowly I will melt this frozen block of ice!

Once the omelette on his plate was finished, Mew pushed his chair to get up."Hey, you haven't eaten the fruit," Gulf interjected."I don't like eating fruit in the morning."  

"Just eat a little, it's good for your digestion." He tried to coax him gently.

"I already have a mother; I don't need another one." Gulf was left speechless. Every time his husband spoke, it felt like his heart was being sliced.His husband walked toward the door, and he followed him.

Just like yesterday, he tucked his socks into his pants, slipped on his shoes, and left without a word.

"One step forward, two steps back!" Gulf thought in frustration. He does whatever he wants. He can be really sweet and romantic, but sometimes he becomes distant, which is painful.