What going on? Is he bending down in one knee in front of me to ask for my hand? As in propose? For a marriage? But did we already done it yesterday! What is the fuss of doing it?
Eh, wait a second. Is this....? Oh my, is this cold-gorilla male in front of me trying attempts to give a romantic scene? To make up from yesterday's cold feeling marriage? I can't help myself from feeling amused. So he did has a cute side too. Hehehe.
As a good lady I am, of course, I should just let him do it. Just pretend to be ignorant then, so he can do it without becoming too embarrassed. But he sure takes his sweet time in doing it. Now, Alex seems searching for something. He checking on his right chest pocket first before patting his pocket pants both right and left side. Is he looking for a ring? Hehehe.What a clumsy guy.
His forehead is getting wrinkled with his frustration. Still, in bending half knees, he raised his bottom and patting his back pocket trousers. The frowning ease and pulling his hand in front of me, he powered up his cellphone before put it in his right pocket.
Wow! My imagination sure can be running wild.
Afterward, he brings in front of us the paper bag that he keeps carrying. Unfolded it and start rummaging the things inside the paper bag. Feeling ashamed for been anticipating a romantic surprise but been led down by Alex earlier, this time I watch Alex's action with no expectation whatsoever.
Eh, something is not right here. Ashamed with myself? Anticipating romantic surprise? Been led down? What is wrong with me?
Huh, what a fool I am for having a high expectation to have a warm blissful marriage with this guy in the days ahead. And to make the matter worse, I just notice the passerby keep glancing at us. I feel a hot blood rush on my face.
I can't let it affect my sunny side down mood further. So I just look at one of the white pot of not-very-appealing-plastic-short-green-trees that has served as decor along the main hallway in the airport. Trying hard to appear very interested in it since this is not the primary and secondary thing that I rather spent time engrossed in just simply by looking at it. To indulge the things where my interesting lay is not appropriate with the current situation.
My body jolts a bit, caught in surprise when I feel a very warm heat surrounding my left foot. I glanced down and even though my view has been obstructing with Alex's head, I can still feel that he is removing both of my black shoes.
What gorgeous hair he has. The second thing that drew my attention to him since yesterday. The brown color is so dark that it almost looks black. This medium length with two blocks cut hairstyle and natural parting 7:3 really tempt my finger in running into it.
He crouched down and bend closer to inspect my feet. This is getting awkward for every second pass by. Torn between the need to rise up and walk away to putting a distance between us and holding my fingers that still itching to touch his hair, I look back at the non-appealing tree earlier.
I force myself just sat still letting him inspect my feet to his heart content no matter how uncomfortable I am. After all, he did "save" me from been disgrace earlier. Even if I view this can act as compensation, this is still too much cheaper since this still falls under the about-taking-care-of-me act.