BAIDER (ENGLISH VERSION)

ANMELA’S POV

Since it was too early, Laurent invited me to have a walk in their big mansion. We were holding hands as we stepped to the hallway, going out of their house.

“I hope you like the garden.” Laurent circled his arms on my shoulder. He had his own way of possessiveness.

“Surely.” I hugged my arms on his waist. It was heartwarming that we were finally acting like a real couple. Well… we were a genuine couple.

“This is where I played alone when I was a kid.” Laurent pointed to their wide front yard. It had carpet grass, a playground swing and others. It was funny to know that he had a tool for playing.

“Wow. You have lots of toys. We were different. I did not have that. I was just playing in rice plants, swimming in the wet mud, climbing on the tree and jumping on the river after the tiring play.”

“Lucky you.”

We walked in the front yard, sat on the swings. Laughed with our voice out. It was nice to see how Laurent changed or that was his real attitude? I was just wondering what kind of life he had. His parents were not here? How could he survive alone?

I looked down on my wristwatch. “We have one and a half hours left.”

“That is fine. School is not that far.” He offered his hands to me so I grabbed and intertwined it.

We silently stepped, going to the garden. My eyes filled with amusement when I viewed the different colors of flowers. I looked around and watched the colorful butterflies flying in the air.

We sat on the carpet of grass. “We only have one and a half hours. I am not yet taking a bath.” I chuckled with small eyes.

“We can bathe together.” He grinned at me. He grabbed my hands and intertwined them. I never knew that Laurent had an overload of sweet in the body.

“It seems like my baby boy is naughty, too.” I bent down, I laid my body on the grass and put my head on his lap. He organized the way he sat so that I would be comfortable.

“Sometimes…” He touched my forehead, fixing the strand of my hair, moving it to the side. “When I am with you.”

“When did you learn how to dance? Are you a professional dancer?” In an instant. I started the conversation by getting to know my boyfriend. It soothed my heart when I said ‘my boyfriend’. I was no longer dreaming.

He is mine. No joke. No kidding.

“I just learn. I don’t know when. I just find myself swaying with the music, but I am doing that when no one is watching.” He picked a red rose that was near him. He put it on my ear.

“Thanks.” I smiled widely. “So… you are really talented.”

“I am not.” He humbly shook his head. “How about you? What is your talent?”

“Hmm. I know how to sing, but not too well. I do not know if you will laugh when you hear me.”

“You need to sample and make me hear it.”

I moved my head in the right direction, then, went back again in a straight location. I reached his face as if I was reaching for the stars in the dark sky.

“I am shy.” I chuckled a bit and covered my face.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“We are just two here. I want to hear your voice.” He held my hand and tried to remove it from my face. “No matter what it sounds like, it was still beautiful for me. You are beautiful.” He bent his back, moved his face to my forehead and touched it with his lips.

“Fine. No laughing?” I raised my eyebrows. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

I cleared my throat, grabbed a fresh cold air and blew it out. “I love composing lyrics, but I don’t know what the tone would be. Maybe, someday, I will sing my own song to you. But now, let me sing my favorite song.”

He just moved his head in an up and down direction with a smile on his lips. It was happy to see that when he was with me, I could sight the stretch on her lips that made my day complete.

I started to sing, I managed not to make my voice loud, just a bit soft. He was just looking at me, blinking his eyes as if he was enjoying my voice. The music was ‘Give me your forever by: Zack Tabuldo.’

“I want you to know…” I touched his check, caressing it in a curved motion.  “That you’ll be the one. And I’ll be the girl who’ll be on his knee. To say I love you. And I need you. And say I’d die for you…” When the song got emotional, I felt the hot liquid condensing on my eyes. It felt that I was just dreaming, but no, this was the reality. How many times do I need to remind myself? I am not sleeping. He loves me back. He cares for me back. When I hug him, he would hug me back.

The stars finally fell from the sky and I luckily caught it with open arms.

“I love you, Laurent…” I sat, leaned my hands on the grass and stared at him with tears flowing into my cheek. I was the drama queen, but would not be? My heart was warmed by his acceptance of my love.

“I love you, too, Anmela Eris.” He touched my cheek and wiped my tears. “I love you.” He repeated with a sweet tone of voice.

He moved closer and closer. My heart was drumming like there was a celebration inside. The electricity was spreading around in my body, especially when he came nearer and nearer. He stopped when our noses touched.

“Alluring.” He said with a soft voice. He tilted his head and left no spaces in our face. His lips touched mine. I wrapped my arms on his neck and kissed him back with all of my heart and love.

His lips went to my upper lips then, down to my lower lips that made me feel so special. So beautiful. Beloved.

He was touching my cheek with a caressing effect. All I could hear was the humming of birds, the silent cold air that touched my skin.

I followed every move he made. His lips tasted like strawberry candy. I wondered if he sipped a sweet thing or maybe it was just me.

The kiss lasted until our breaths lacked. Until our heart was painted in exhaustion. It ended, but our love would never reach its limit. I knew, I could feel it. He loved me like oxygen, he could live without me.

“Can we not go to school?” Laurent asked me while his chest was going up and down, grabbing an air.

“Nope. I need to study. Sorry, Baby Boy.” I caressed his hair and kissed his cheek. I stood up and offered my hand to him.

In our relationship, I was like a boy and he was a girl. No matter what our roles were. The important thing was… we were happy. I hope it lasts forever.