Lost in Tokyo

Ju Ni

Finally a week of no calls, no texts from my handlers, no schedules given by the management, no alarm clocks set, and no distractions that could possibly get in the way of me and having this week off with Richard.

We planned a short trip just for us to get to know each other more minus the distractions. I specifically instructed my road manager and handler to only call me when necessary or an emergency. I barely ask for favors and I never gave an attitude. Three years in the business, I was always a "yes-girl", but this time I had to pull out the diva card and asked them not to distract or bug me. I also gave them the week off.

Richard told me to pack essentials for a week but didn't tell me what to pack. It was supposed to be a surprise as he called it. This is beyond difficult and the anxiety was killing me.

"I really didn't know what to bring, so I kind of just overpacked." I said apologetically.

"It's alright if ever you need anything, we can always just buy."

The driver picks up my luggage and brings it to the car. I hop on, and he starts to blindfold me.

"Do you have your passport?"

"Yes?"

"Good."

***

"We're here."

I must have mentioned it once that one of my dream destinations would be Maldives. My heart races a bit because one, he might think that I'm ready to do anything with him since this is "the" honeymoon destination. Two, I think it's a bit too fast and I don't even know if my parents know about my trip. And three, I'm scared of my dad. Yes, my dad. Even if he's like the number one fantard of our "love" team, in more ways than one, he is also protective and traditional.

He cuts me from my thoughts. He leads me to a two-bedroom villa built on top of the ocean. This is something I can tick off in my bucket list and something I would've dreamed of going to. "Relax, we're having separate bedrooms. I promised your dad to take care of you and respect your privacy. I do know how you can shut yourself sometimes. You can have your me time and we can have our babe time, but I wouldn't pressure you into anything if that's what you're thinking."

It's true though. Before I was an actress, I was pretty much of a loner so-to-speak. Being the fourth out of five children, I was the quiet, shy, and introverted one. I only stayed in my room, and I never really say what I need or feel. He knows that sometimes "me time" is a luxury I would love to get and sometimes the beach is where I'm the happiest. Just staring at the ocean, sipping a nice cocktail, reading a good book or updating my blog... that sort of thing.

"Wait- you spoke to my dad?"

"Yes, Nicomaine. I think it would be disrespectful not to ask for your dad's permission." He says straightforwardly. "I promised for us to stay in separate bedrooms and for me to take you back in one piece. Of course he gave threats of killing me in many ways if I hurt you. Not even a scratch."

As the door opened to our villa, it was beautiful. The interiors were curated beautifully that goes perfect with the wooden finishes. He fishes out something from his bags, and busily tells me that my room is the one to the left. I go in and lo and behold, there was a bouquet of flowers on the bed. A note was wrapped around it.

Maine, I hope you get to enjoy your me time and/or any possible babetime we might have this week. Relax and don't think about anything because you deserve it. -R

P.S. Look into the closet. There's something.

I walk into the closet, I see a MacBook Air with a post it attached to it.

Please use me if you need to blog. Twitter is blocked because you don't need anything negative for this trip.

There was a duffel bag, and I peep into it and see a few swimsuits from bikinis, monokini, and a rash guard/diving gear, along with few sun dresses, a pair of flip flops, and sunglasses. There was also a toiletry kit with my bath products, sunblock, and sanitary pads.

M! If you haven't packed for the beach, I understand. It was a surprise after all. I took the initiative of preparing a care package just to be sure that we have all you need. I hope they fit you well. I asked Coleen for your size of course I had to bribe her. -R

While reading the note, it was enough to make me smile. A pair of arms snaked through my waist and locked me into an embrace. I let him cuddle me that way and he turns me around putting my arms around his neck and my neck on his head. He starts swaying me while humming "The Way You Look Tonight", and I close my eyes savoring this moment where there's no one but me and him.