Back again to her everyday basis. She cleans the house, prepares her food, do her manuscripts, play the 3 albums she had bought, and looking at their wedding portrait. It is already a week and anytime, Roger will be at home. She doesn't know the exact hour of his arrival so she didn't worried at all. She felt a bit bored so she tried to watch a movie at home.She is now watching a 1970 romance movie entitled "A Love Story". She prepared a movie stuffs like pop corns, chips, drinks and anything she can have while watching the movie. She was now merged on the story. She feel like she was the female protagonist and Roger was her leading man. She cried when she was on the part where the girl found out that she has cancer. She was really carried away with it and tears really flowing heavily in her eyes.
Meanwhile a car entered into their house. It was Roger's car and he parked it into the garage. It is already 3 in the afternoon. He went out to the car and notice that Jilliane was not there. He thought that maybe she was out to look again for a Publishing that will publish her manuscripts. It was quiet and he really thought that she was not there. He took out the heavy bag carrying his cymbals and entered the house. And he saw Jilliane on the living room watching a movie on TV, merged on what she is watching. And he hear her sniffing.
Jilliane notice that someone is there and looking at her. She turn her head with really teary eyes that rolling freely over her cheeks. To her surprise, she saw Roger looking at her with wonder. She suddenly wiped her tears with her hands.
"Oh! You're here!" She exclaimed.
"Why are you crying? It's just a movie!" He exclaimed.
"It's just...it is so sad... the story ends that the girl died of sickness, leaving her beloved alone..." She replied. "Have you lunch already?... You want something to eat?" She asked him with smile on her face.
"No... I don't want to eat... Me and the band had lunch before we went home" Roger said and sat on the sofa. He leaned his head on the head stand and closed his eyes.
Jilliane thought he was tired, maybe because of the travel. She was happy to see him again. To see him back in their home. She went to the fridge and get some juice and put it on the table.
"How's the band's album now?"
"Finally done! That bloody album is finally over!... We'll going to EMI tomorrow to submit the recordings... And they will be the one to compile it and release it..." Roger said still his eyes closed.
"I see..." She replied.
"Hey! Is the movie you're watching already finished?" He asked and looked at her.
"Oh! I nearly forgot! I'll turn it off!" And she turned of the TV. "...Roger...what do you want for dinner? You want me to cook?" She asked.
"No! Don't cook...I don't wanna eat "dog food" just like what you are doing!... I don't eat left overs!" He said yelling.
"Here he goes again!" Jilliane said to herself and rolled her eyes. "If you do not want to eat dinner, then I'll prepare for myself..." She said.
"I said do not cook!" Roger said.
"What? But why?!" She asked him with a confused look.
Roger just took the heavy bag carrying his equipments and went to the stairs. But before finally going there he said...
"We'll have our dinner outside so you don't need to cook! I'll catch you later... By 7 p.m." and finally he went to his room.
Jilliane didn't said a word.. she just looked at Roger and she suddenly think.
"He said...we'll have our dinner...outside..." She said to herself and thought...then... "Oh my God!" She tapped her mouth with her hands. She acknowledge that what Roger was saying is a "dinner date"! Only the two of them. If that so, then it will be the first time they will go out for a date as a couple. And it will be her first time to have a date with him. Her beloved Roger and it will be a memorable dinner date. She felt her cheeks became hot again and her heart beats fast. She must now prepare herself for that dinner.
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It's been 15 more minutes before the hour hit on 7 o'clock. She was already prepared and well dressed that night. She doesn't know why but her heart is really beating fast. And she was also nervous. It was her first "dinner date" with Roger. She was never been on a date before, even though during her high school days many of guys wants to date her but she only declines. She thought of Roger, does he already prepared now? Is he on the garage? Or still on his room?... She doesn't know. She look at herself on the mirror several times, to check if she is looking great... She checks her make up, her dress, her hair, and accessories to match her dress. All is well, and the clock strikes at 7. She went out of her room and started to walk downstairs. And from there, she saw Roger's back. He is wearing black long sleeves and black pants. He turned around to her and she felt her heart was like a drum again.
Now she saw Roger in a more beautiful and gorgeous look. He is wearing over all black, he partnered it with a necklace with a medal. He still has that ragged looking hair and wearing a sunglasses. Roger looked at her while inhaling his cigarette.
"So.. you're through?..." Roger asked her.
"...yes..." She said and tried to smile.
"Then..Let's go..." Roger said and went outside the house. She followed him to the garage.
He was the first to enter the car and started it. And she entered after.
"Seatbelt!" Roger said to her.
"Huh?.." Because of her nervous being beside him, she cannot understand what he said.
Roger did not repeat what he said. He just put on the seatbelt to her. She was surprised on this act... And yes she finally get it, she forgot to put the seatbelt for her safety. Her heart beats more faster than before, and she was now afraid that Roger will hear it. She cannot move while he put the seatbelt on her. She became a bit shy and she really felt her cheeks are hot like burning coal. As Roger finished putting the seatbelt on her, he looked at her. They both look at each other. He looked into her eyes and she did the same with his baby blues. Their faces are almost a few inches away. Jilliane became the first to take her eyes on him and looked at the car's window, and the latter went back to his seat.
"We'll go..." Roger said in whisper.
She just only nod and Roger started the car and went out to their residence.
YOU ARE READING
Play House
أدب الهواةJill..short for Jilliane...she is an aspiring writer...writer of romance novels to be exact...but there is one problem though...she really do not have inspiration.What keeps her from pursuing to write was her childhood sweetheart whom had to move fr...