"What do you want to eat Louisa?" Harry asked breaking the silence between them.
Louisa has yet to answer Harry's request. Instead, she was engrossed in playing on her cell phone and checking her friends' social media statuses.
Not wanting to force it, Harry instead diverted the conversation so that they were like friends so they would be more intimate.
"Maple & Co, maybe," said Louisa without looking at Harry. She wanted fresh food that didn't have a lot of protein. Because a large protein will cause stomach rumbling, nausea, and vomiting.
"Seriously, you want places like that," said Harry while chuckling and Louisa looked at him with disapproval.
"Isn't that appropriate?" said Lousia, while glancing cynically.
"No, sorry ... maybe you misunderstood and I don't want you to judge me badly but a woman in your class might not want to be invited to eat there, maybe for the sake of prestige," Harry said again to clarify his statement which might offend this beautiful woman.
Louisa rolled her eyes lazily, she didn't want to be compared to that type of woman. "If you invite Amora maybe she won't want to, but because you invite me, I always want to go to a place to eat where everyone likes. You know, if a place is busy, it's not because the food is cheap, but because it's delicious. Apart from being cheap, it's also delicious. It's because, even though it's cheap but not delicious, people probably won't stop by," Louisa said at length like analyzing a famous eating place.
Harry was increasingly fascinated by Louisa's humble attitude which could blend in with the public's tongue, not because it was a luxurious place but because the food spoiled the tongue. Louisa is also a candidate for a good and generous wife, with the bonus of a beautiful, perfect face.
"Why are you smiling?" Louisa asked looking at Harry in surprise.
"I'm so lucky to know you"
Louisa turned her face to the window. "Ah, everyone says that," Louisa said without waiting for Harry to finish speaking.
This handsome man who has a split chin and a square jaw smile sweetly. Always stealing glances at the woman who was by his side. "Maybe all men say that to you because you are beautiful, smart, rich, and well-established but I am lucky to know a woman who is very simple like you. Where is there a woman of noble descent who wears clothes like this and wants to eat in an ordinary place because you know, I am paid by the Government, not entrepreneurs who can still make money while they are asleep," he said.
Louisa laughed, she just realized that she was talking to the youngest and most handsome mayor in history who was highly respected by the people.
She probably doesn't know herself because she has to wear ordinary clothes like this. "Sorry, I forgot your status in Government. Can I change my clothes first, maybe we'll stop by the nearest boutique," Louisa asked, slightly worried at her inappropriateness with Harry's immaculate appearance.
Harry shook his head "Maple & Co is upon us, Princess."
"Oh Gosh!!" Louisa screamed hysterically holding her head with both hands.
What will she do? The place was crowded with people who knew the figure of the official who was idolized by women all over the world. It is said to be 'worldwide' because this man won the mayoral election without the hassle of campaigning for himself.
His handsome face and kind demeanor have stolen the hearts of all citizens of London. Moreover, he is still of royal blood, has a polite attitude, and is highly educated. The car parked perfectly, Harry opened the door and invited.
"Come on out or do you want me to open the door for you?"
"Harry, you're going to embarrass me," Louisa said, narrowing her eyes.
"No, come on."
Harry got out and closed the door, walked around the car, and immediately Louisa was out of the car head tilted. Harry spread his arms asking Louisa to hold on to him if she was embarrassed. With a heavy heart, Louisa reached for the hand and was immediately held by Harry.
The two walked into the dining area. At lunchtime, this place is quite crowded with visitors. Harry and Louisa sat in a corner. The two of them were busy playing on their cell phones until a waiter approached them. Louisa just chose the food without showing her face. Harry smiled watching her.
"Already?"
"Well that's that then," Louisa said.
The waiter leaves and they steal glances at each other, grinning. "I kind of committed a crime that was being watched by the police," said Harry, and Louisa nodded.
"There's a paparazzi on the other end, I saw him taking your picture, oh my God did they recognize me."
"They will want to know who has managed to captivate a mayor every woman dreams of," Harry said.
"Humph! You have a big head."
The two are joking around and the inevitable camera shot with the flash focused on them. Louisa is resigned to not being able to run anymore, regretting running away from her brother and getting caught up in the hot news that will spread throughout the country.
***
Being poor is not a desire but a line of destiny. It doesn't matter if you have a handsome face or not. Sometimes a handsome face with abundant assets is perfect luck. He can do anything for his pleasure.
One out of millions of handsome men in this world looks gloomy after doing what he shouldn't have done, namely pretending to be dead a few days ago. He did this out of necessity.
When he returned home, there were five men with big bodies and grim faces sitting and waiting for him at home. His mother was scared because the men immediately went into the house and checked everything. This man was told to choose to go away from the city and live in a rural area where no internet signal can reach or pretend to be dead.
With a heavy heart, he will act according to what they ask rather than having to leave his homeland and his mother will suffer a lot if she lives in a remote area where there are no adequate health facilities.
His mother, who is old and frail, has to go to the doctor for check-ups once a week. An old disease that always appears suddenly without any cause. Besides, the income is not as good as in the city.
He doesn't just have to pretend to be dead, but he also has to sign a contract not to travel to several countries where his name has been banned on several flights to these countries.
Truly cruel, some humans can control other humans. This man could not stop thinking about the power of people with deep wallets.
They will do everything they can so that their good name is not tarnished. He felt like dirt stuck to clean clothes, to be scraped off to remove the stain or thrown away as it was no longer needed.
"Win, eat." call his mother but his eyes even closed, and his body froze on the mat made of woven bamboo. His thoughts drifted to the woman, whether he would never meet his child someday.