Love can conquer everything, for example the loss of revenge because of love.
•Hans Matthew•🌷
"Who told me to love you too much!" Hans replied, not wanting to lose, sneering.
"Yes, okay, fine .... You love me too much and are the only one in this world," Achiera replied along with a happy laugh.
"It really is Achiera, you can't help it," Hans replied arrogantly, then stroked Achiera's hair gently. "Let's see your new car!!" Hans immediately pulled Achiera's hand gently.
After seeing the car at close range, Achiera spontaneously screamed hysterically.
"Hans ..... This is mine?" Achiera asked to convince herself.
"Yes, it's yours. Do you like it?"
"Hans, this is really good. I was stunned." Achiera was amazed and her eyes investigated.
"Ah ... No Hans, this is too expensive. I really can't accept this. Besides, I can't drive, I'll just break it."
"Achiera ... Hey! Listen to me, this is yours. Not only this, everything I have is yours too. You have no reason to reject it. Do you understand?" Hans coaxed gently.
"But—"
Achiera stopped her words. Achiera impulsively kissed Hans on the cheek and said;
"I like it a lot. Thanks hubby."
Hans who got a sudden kiss from Achiera made him so happy that he could not speak and not to mention he heard a strange call that he had never heard before from Achiera's mouth.
"Hubby? You mean?" Hans asked when he regained consciousness.
"Haven't you heard that nickname before?" Achiera sneered.
"Yes, I know that nickname. It seems like a romantic call from a woman to her boyfriend, or rather a husband. Is this code that you are ready to marry me?" Hans asked, his face radiating a light of happiness.
"Don't know, find out for yourself!" Achiera snapped, putting on a push-pull mode.
"You intruder demon! Are you trying to make me die wondering?"
"Hi!! I'm not asking you to ask around. That's my secret, only I know!" Achiera replied laughing and climbed into the car.
"Achiera Gray, you must answer me!!" Hans shouted while following Achiera into the car he had just presented to Achiera.
"You've become more daring, huh, you tried to play guesswork with me," Hans protested and started the engine. When Hans wanted to pull the gas pedal and go, Achiera asked, "Hans, where are you going? Why you start the car?"
"Secret ...." Hans answered mockingly at Achiera.
"Are you the only one who can play secrets?" Hans continued again.
Achiera sat down sullenly, put on the seat belt.
She didn't know how long he has been driving, it was a very long journey. The sun was already hot, but the two lovebirds were completely unaware of the long journey that was on their way.
That was natural, they fill the trip by talking while joking, occasionally making fun of each other and even discussing the hot 'gossip', both among Hans's colleagues, and his many clients. Achiera just realized Hans's attitude.
Finally they arrived at the place which Hans said was the secret.
In truth, Achiera was a little confused when Hans said they had arrived. How could she not, this place looked normal, nothing interesting as something called a 'secret'.
Achiera sneered, "Oh ... So this is the secret place?"
"Yes ... Come on down!" Hans ordered and went straight down first, then went across the door of the car where Achiera was sitting. He opened the door and invited Achiera out.
'This was the first time he opened the door for me, I really feel lucky,' Achiera thought, was not enough to thankful.
"You have to put on the blindfold before you get to where I meant," Hans said while removing the tie that was wrapped around his neck.
"You know ... Isn't this the place you mean? Is it still not here?" Achiera asked, confused.
"You'll find out later too, don't nag." Hans replied then put on the tie as Achiera's blindfold.
Hans didn't led the way for Achiera, he was carrying Achiera in the bridal style instead.
Achiera immediately opened her blindfold and said;
"Hans ... What are you doing? I can walk by myself. I'm very heavy, it will make you tired later if you carry me," Achiera said.
"Do you think I'm not strong enough? No excuses, put on the blindfold and put your hands around my neck. The road is so narrow, it won't be able to carry the two of us. You can't use that road blindfolded."
Achiera followed Hans's instructions to put her hand around the neck of the man who was carrying her, smiling happily as she muttered,
'For the time being, please don't stop here. Even though this is too happy for me, but I believe too much, there will still be many other beautiful things. Thank you fate for composing this beautiful story,' Achiera thought.
Not long after, they reached the place Hans had been aiming for.
Hans gently lowered Achiera, made the girl stand straight on her feet, and immediately opened her blindfold.
Achiera opened her eyes slowly, suddenly she was shocked and amazed by what she saw around her.
"Waaaaawwww ... this Hans is so beautiful." Achiera was speechless.
A well-maintained garden with a neat and orderly arrangement, beautifies the place. Many types of flowers were infested by butterflies, which intermittently fly to different places. There was also a small lake, apparently it was made by human hands.
Achiera looked at Hans, wanting to ask who the owner of this artificial garden was and how come the man knew about such an isolated place.
"Do you like this place?" Hans asked as if he didn't understand the meaning of the gaze from Achiera's eyes earlier. In fact, he knew very well the meaning of Achiera's gaze.
"This place is so beautiful, really beautiful. You ... How did you find this place?" Achiera finally asked, did not wanting to use body language anymore.
"You look over there." Hans showed me a small old European-style house that was old, but looked very adorable and beautiful.
"Old house?" Achiera was amazed. "Jeez ... !!! I do live in a village, but I've never seen a house with a genuine European old style like this before," Achiera continued.
"Hans ... Don't procrastinate anymore, tell me quickly, how do you know this place from?" Achiera protested, knowing that Hans was making it difficult for her to get an answer.
Instead of answering, Hans pulled Achiera's hand towards the old house.
Once there, a husband and wife greet them.
"Welcome Mr. Matthew, why didn't you let us know before coming?" The middle-aged man asked.
"I just want to visit, Mr. Anming," Hans said politely, and this made Achiera curious even more.
Achiera pinched Hans's stomach lightly for Hans to tell her.