One Last Chance

Reflection

This was a conversation from when the couple finally had time to have dinner together for the older woman's birthday and also their anniversary.

After their dinner was cleaned up, they decided to stay at the table to plan their wedding. There were plenty of papers, charts, catalogues, sticky notes and two iPads laying messily on the table.

“Fa said I can do anything for our honeymoon, so I will pay for it.” She had said proudly.

“I meant you can choose anywhere, I will pay for it, Ai Lot.” Engfa huffed and pinched her wife's nose playfully.

Charlotte crossed her arms and arched an eyebrow, “And why can't I pay for it? Fa is already paying for all our wedding dresses, locations, makeup artists, guests, hotel rooms and everything! Might I add, both weddings!”

“P’Fa is writing the second wedding off as business expense.” Engfa grinned from where she sat comfortably at the dining table. She was cheeky with a touch of arrogance, something Charlotte could not find herself to hate. It was a charm that only her fiance could pull off.

Charlotte's mouth dropped in disbelief, “Are you serious? Our real wedding?” She wasn't sure if she should feel impressed or offended.

*Mrs. Waraha-Austin, at least eight thousand fans can be seated at the IMPACT Hall. If Boss doesn't charge the tickets, I'm afraid the entire city will be there.” Engfa chuckled whilst she flipped the catalog of flower arrangements, she exclaimed, “bee, look at this combination! Do you wanna do roses and sunflowers only or add in different ones?”

“That's true. Damn, the tickets will definitely be really expensive.” Charlotte muttered, “but it will cover the cost of the wedding and more. And I want tulips.”

“Who do you think is profiting off our wedding the most?” Engfa raised her eyebrow at her while writing ‘tulips’ on the sticky note.

“It’s Papa, as always.” Charlotte puffed helplessly. She fiddled with the papers. “Is Fa getting any out of it? I mean, are we?”

“Of course, his money is my money, my money is your money. Actually, MGI’s profits are your profits too, Miss Shareholder.” Engfa laughed and tapped her pen very gently on her wife's forehead.

Charlotte grinned with her tongue out, feeling silly and reassured.

“Right, I forgot.”

“So where do you wanna go for our honeymoon, teerak?”

“Switzerland.” Charlotte said decisively. She watched as Engfa's face lit up happily and spoke again, “And I'll pay for it.”

Engfa's face fell again at her stubbornness. “Ai Lot…”

Charlotte held her hand and said sincerely, “Listen to me first, Fa. As you said, I'm a shareholder and I'm also a founder of my own company. Fa, nuu is not lacking in money. It's your dream to go to Switzerland, can you let me fulfill your dreams?”

The older woman was taken aback with the way Char said it, she had never thought of it that way. It had also never been her mindset for someone else would help her fulfil her dreams. Touched was an understatement, Engfa raised her fiance's hand to her lips.

“Char, thank you for thinking like that. I've always thought…I mean, it's my dream but it's also our honeymoon. How about where you want to go? Like Paris or England?” She asked.

“We can go to England again and I've been there too many times. I want to go Switzerland with you, I want to create memories there with you, I want to spend a ridiculous amount of money on you. Please, let's go there!” Charlotte whined with her big puppy eyes, inching her face closer to her fiance.