Mario and I have already occupied a table in the cafe. We decided to cool off a little while enjoying a fresh drink. After quite a long separation, in a matter of years, made us feel awkward and weird.
I miss you so much. I wanted to ask why you disappeared back then, but I'm afraid, I will ruin the atmosphere of our current meeting.
I looked around, lonely. This cafe is empty of visitors. Mario took off the hoodie that had been covering his head. He immediately ordered a drink.
Yes, we are thirsty, our throats are very dry after running on the streets, crying together.
I saw a little calm on his face now. His thin smile can already expand, even though there is still a red hue there.
He raised his hand, I felt the warm grip of his hand that squeezed my hand.
His face has now changed, I can see the happiness radiating there. The burdened face had lessened a little.
"This place quite lonely," I whispered as I leaned toward him.
Mario nodded slowly, his lips smiled a little, he looked as happy as me.
"That's why I invited you here," he whispered back.
"What are we doing?" I made a surprised face to hear the answer, why did he invite me to this cafe?
"I want to eat together with you, want to see your face, I want to enjoy time with you .." he replied, squeezing my hand tightly, making my blood flow hot.
He winked. Geez, he still teases me, even though you're married. His behavior made me both blush and exasperated. Ah, I'm crazy. Spend time with someone's husband!
Mario chose a few dishes and I said yes to his order. I rested my chin with the back of my hand. Paying attention to the details of the handsome face full of charm in front of me right now. He's real Mario.
He was the same man in those days. I tossed my hair softly, put it behind my back.
"You've grown up well, you've become a girl, you're so beautiful. I frowned at Mario's words. What does that mean?
He raises his hand, pinches my chin gently. Whatever he does makes my heart out of control.
Ah, he noticed my long hair. Last time you saw me as a student with shoulder-length hair, huh .. I've become a girl now, he stroked my hair gently.
Mario took the hair that was blocking my forehead. He picked up with his finger, kept an eye on my face, and smoothed it over the back of my head. With very gentle movements. You are. I just chuckled. You're still making my feelings tremble violently.
"You're so beautiful," he said with a charming smile. Suddenly my face turned heated to hear his praise.
"But I'm sorry, Bey. I've become someone's husband,"
My face suddenly changed when I heard the sentence. You know that line seems sharper than a sword. Being able to stab my heart and tear the feelings in here. You mean Mario!
I straightened my back. Adjust the sitting position. We took our distance, not too close to other people's husbands.
Mario tapped his finger on the table waiting for orders to arrive. We looked awkward. This chest is uncompromising.
The feeling between us clearly cannot be hidden. Now and then, our eyes met. Throwing small smiles at each other and looking away quickly. He biting his lip.
I stole a glance from the corner of my eye. I can see now. His casual black sweater contrasts sharply with his fair skin tone. His hair was longer and already covering his forehead a little. His lips, aahh. I shook my head
What's the matter with you, Bey? He saw my behavior. Maybe he could notice the look in my eyes which was blown away by his appearance.
My face feels hot. I've got to find a chat, I thought. He mustn't realize that I really can't stand being with him for long like this.
"Sofia .." we simultaneously said the woman's name. I nodded as if to let Mario speak first.
"Sofia's pregnant," he said quickly. I widened my eyes. My face was petrified. I can not believe his short words.
"And. I became the hero!" What? My shocked face turned to gawk, I couldn't believe what I heard but you instead said that sentence casually.
With a flat face. Even with his lips holding back a sneer. Mario raised his hands. Long stared at my face which was still gawking in disbelief
Hero! He even repeated the word. His voice trembled slightly. Now his eyes look sad. Even though he tried to force a smile.
"Then-" I probed curiously
"I have no choice, Bey" his hand took my fingers. I let it be. The hand that touches my finger is now starting to warm a little because his grip is getting tighter. The cold temperature of his fingertips slowly faded.
The warmth like that used to be. Like that night. How many years have passed? Even though it's been a long time I still clearly remember your warm touch. Your warmth remains the same for me. I took a deep breath
"How about me, Mario? How about your first love confession? "With a pitiful face, I ask your responsibility for this long-neglected feeling.
Mario stared into my eyes. It's quite a long time and it's getting deeper and deeper. His face looks even more handsome in my eyes. A face that can melt my entire body.
He still kept staring at me without words but those eyes were full of meaning for me.
"Let's the date!" I muttered making his eyes round.
Now it's Mario's turn to not believe my sentence. His hands tightly grip my fingers. Tighter and warmer. The warmth runs through almost all joints in my body.
He didn't answer the lines from my lips but I could understand from his never let go of his grip. Now and then he squeezed my hand. Just like this alone can make my heart irregular. Make my blood flow hot.
I lost my mind!
We ate together this time for the first time. Share a little story. Smiling and laughing together. Today is like a dream for me. Whether it's beautiful or bad, I just want to keep dreaming.
"aaa ...." Mario held out a spoonful of pudding. Asking me to accept his small bribe. I devoured it while looking at the happiest face in my life. Thanks, Mario.
His hand stroked my cheek gently. I caught his hand. Hold it against my cheek. Soak up the touch. I don't want that palm to go away from the surface of my skin too quickly. I love the warm touch of your palms, Mario
I held his big hand, kissed his hand and we smiled at each other. Carve a beautiful smile.
"I've always liked you, Mario ..." I whispered
He smiled, bringing his face closer. I lowered my face following his slightly inclined body. We were blocked by the table so we couldn't get any closer. He seemed to want to whisper, I put my ear
"Bey, I never forget you a single day .. "he whispered making my heart swing fast. My face immediately turned away from his face. You made me blush this afternoon.
"After eating, want to spend time together?" he asked.
I nod my head, I want to spend my whole life with you, Mario.