We were busy in our drafting class. Our teacher asked us to draw a house plan. Kris was sitting beside as I was busy sketching and planning where I’ll place the rooms when he suddenly shows me a plan
“what’s this?” I asked
“our house plan” he smiled
“what?”
“check it out. You may want to change some of it”
I checked his sketch
“so, if this house would be built where would it be?” I asked
“we have a lot in our province. Where would you want to place the house? Is there any place you like?”
“well, I want a house near a beach or maybe a backyard that leads to a forest”
“then, the my province is perfect”
As I was examining his drawings I suddenly said
“I want the master’s bedroom to have glass walls and a walk-in closet.
Can we also have a music room?
I want a bigger kitchen.
We should have separate bathrooms and bedrooms.
I also want guestrooms.
We shouldn’t get a maid, I don’t like maids.
I also want a library”
“wow, you want a lot of rooms” he said
“well… what do you suggest?”
“and separate bedrooms? You do know that we’re married right?”
“okay, you do know that I have plans on being a doctor, right? How am I going to go to the province if I work here?”
“I’ll pick you up, every day.”
“that’s a hassle for both of us. Doctors work usually 72 hours a week, sometimes more. They are always on call. It wouldn’t be easy”
“then I just want you home on the weekends. I’ll be very lonely when you’re away” he pouted
“I’m pretty sure, you can entertain yourself” I smirked
“you’re the only one who can entertain me” he whispered
I continued sketching the plans of the house while he continued his.
“I don’t want all of the walls of the master’s bedroom to be glass. Can we just go on one part of the wall instead of two? So we can have some privacy.” He said while looking at my paper
“we can place heavy drapes so that the sunlight won’t bother us.” As I continued drawing
“I want a big house”
“if you want a big house, then you clean it.”
“I want carpeted floors.”
“okay”
“I want the room to be in dark shades”
“can we just paint it white?”
“that would be too bright”
“then blue?”
“no”
“then we’ll just get a designer” I said and stopped sketching
“what are your plans for the next 10 years?” he changed the topic
“well, I have a checklist” I said and handed him a notebook
“what’s this?” he asks
“it’s where I write my thoughts” I open it to a certain page
Goals for the next 10 years:
Go on a date
get a boyfriend
Hiking
See my favourite band
Travel the world
Graduate
Pass the board exam
Be a doctor
Get my driver’s licence
Get a car
Own a house
Own a condo unit
Get married
Have kids
“so far, I’ve done 4. I still haven’t decided what are the other things I want to do” I looked at him
“am I included in your plans in the future?”
“of course” I smiled
“then we’d travel the world together?” his eyes sparkled
“where do you want to go?”
“anywhere with you is fine with me” Kris smiled
“okay then, we’ll travel around Asia first, we’ll go to Korea, Indonesia, Singapore, China, Malaysia, Cambodia – why are you frowning?” I asked
“you forgot the country I always wanted to go to.”
“oh right, Japan. Then we’ll travel to Europe.” I kissed his cheek
Then he kissed me back
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My Love Story
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