"Doamna Rodica, I'd met your nephew he is indeed nice and handsome but unfortunately we don't match. We didn't manage to talk properly because of the language barrier. I'm sorry to diappoint you." I told the old woman. She started hugging me and said something.
"But I want you so bad to be together with my nephew. I want you to be my neice." Insisted the old woman dismayed with the outcome of my lunchdate with his nephew.
"It's really hard. Communication is a basic tool in a relationship. We won't stare at each other the whole time. We need to talk as well and express ourselves through words. It's very important. I would love love you to be my Aunt as well but officially but we can't. If you want, you can call me your niece and I will call you my Aunt even though me and your neice are never going to be together." I proposed to the old woman, which she accepted. She gave me a hug in response. She finally rest this case of me being with his nephew. I've been in peace for the next coming days I'm telling you. If I know this will happen i should have done this since the beginning she mentioned his nephew.