"You're done for the day, Rosa. You can go now," Madam Desta Apta releases Rosa. "Leave this to me and Brie. A car is waiting for your outside to bring you home."
Brie promised her to give her a vacation for a few days but Madam Desta pestered her until she conceded into another magazine photo shoot that is to be released in Asia.
She changes into a white designer dress hand-painted with flowers Madam Desta offered her just to agree to the shoot. She hastily wears her nude ballet flats, grabs her bag, and goes out. She feels exhausted and just wants to be in repose for the next three days.
Two black cars are parked at the entrance. She recognizes the man standing outside the car – one of Graysen's two assistants. The assistant opens the car door for her to board. Graysen is waiting inside the car wearing a navy blue coat with white lining around its edges.
As soon as the car door closes Rosa asks, "Why are you here? Don't you have work?"
Graysen glances at her. "You forgot again that it's Saturday, right?"
"Yeah, right!" Rosa reacts with a smile while pinching her right ear.
They are already outside the city driving for an hour.
"Where are we going?" Rosa views the sceneries from the car window wondering.
"Some place you will enjoy," Graysen replies flatly.
Their car enters a rough road passing through the field of grapes. It stops at a barn and Graysen escorts her down. He holds her hand going to the backyard. The sunset sheds a tinge of auburn on the fields of strawberries, blueberries, and dragon fruits. Rosa tinkers with her phone and takes souvenir pictures of the sceneries.
"Magnifico!" Rosa acclaims.
"Welcome to my farm, " Graysen reveals.
Rosa peeks at Graysen. "So the fruits you sent before came from here?"
Graysen nods proudly.
He leads her to a brook and nearby is a lanai lit with droplights and a table and two chairs set in the middle of it.
Rosa tilts her head a bit towards where Graysen stands.
"You like it?" he probes her reaction.
She says smiling full of approval, "As long as you have a good dessert."
Graysen scratches his head laughing. "Right dessert. Can we forego it?"
"Try," Rosa warns.
He smiles eyes lifting up. "I wouldn't risk overlooking it and provoke you, mia Rosa."
"Should I guess that it is a strawberry dessert?" Rosa remarks.
Graysen shakes his head laughing again directing Rosa to her seat.
He filled each of their bowl tomato soup infused with different herbs before taking his seat.
They both eat in serenity watching the sun going down.
Graysen peeks on Rosa from time to time. Rosa's look is like floating on a cloud absorbing the view. Noticing that Rosa is done with her soup and bread, he stands and goes to the other table with trays in silver coverings.
Rosa becomes ecstatic when Graysen serves her a plate of seafood marinara. He then pours a white wine in her glass.
Rosa sips on her glass, commenting, "You made a it as a cheat day for me. So for the most awaited moment," she pauses, "Where is my dessert?"
Graysen rings a bell.