Chapter 6：I want to spend my whole life with you (1/2)

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