The Man She Wished

I took a sip on my mango juice as I stare at the flowers placed in the vase, the maid recently carried here. I kept the glass close to my lips as I squeeze my eyes, observing the vase of fluttering white carnations with red color tainting the white petals.

The figure that I saw is insanely wavering my resolve. Why do I feel like I know that person? Someone I was very close to, yet I can't pinpoint who is that person, is he even a person after all? I sighed which caused Lucian to press a white carnation to my cheek.

“Who got you sighing that deep?” he asked with his insanely handsome smile “Thinking of another man while your husband is here picking your favorite flowers?”

He said in his husky voice, I notice that he's wearing a simple beige t-shirt and black khaki short. It's unfair that there are people like him who looks like a model even if they wear simple clothes.

It's violation against human rights to be this hot.

After out definitely unholy morning, he invited me to take a walk to the garden, to his green house to be exact—the same garden that he ordered the farmer to never give the key to me since that green house is very important.

More important than his wife

He's holding a white carnation while pressing it to my cheek, he have an attractive smile on his face and I can't help but to also smile. His smile is just infectious.

“So who are you thinking darling?” he asked again as he finally sit down to the opposite seat of the cemented table in the gazebo.

“Nothing special, just things.” I answered and he nodded

He kept his eyes to me, not even breaking it—as if he wants to hear more of my stories. He looks like he's expecting me to speak more about what I feel. It oddly feels better.

“Keep speaking darling, you can even rant. I won't stop you, I will even worship you.” he said in a smile

My expression remains unsure as I stare at him. Is he being real right now? He's telling me to speak more—so different back then where he will call me out and tell me to shut up all at once.

“You want me to speak?” I asked and he nodded

I faintly smile as I gave him a solemn gaze “Then answer me honestly.”

Noticing the seriousness of the situation he nodded, and stared at me more. It feels warm, back then he wouldn't even listen to a single thing I say but now he even insist that I keep talking. Did he really have a change of heart? Should I confront him?

“What did you do while I was comatose?” he looked at me confusely

“Is that even a question? Of course, I waited for you, what else would a husband even do?” he said as he intently look at me

“Why would you even wait? It was clear that I might not wake up.” I told him and he furrowed his brows

“And you're awake right?” he said as he sits down properly “This is not something to ask for, darling. Men who truly love someone will wait even if there's no assurance, no promises, or even a simple goodbye.”

He says as he looked at me intently “Love is like that. You have to wait even if there is no certainty. Love is uncertain after all.”

His belief in love is deeper than I expected, did someone trigger it? He stood up and stop at my side he brush his fingers to the loose hair blocking my face and brush it to the back of my ears.

“Even if you're bones and skull, I will still wait for you with no hesitation.” he said as he kiss my forehead “Not even death can stop me from loving you.”

I pulled away and bury my face to my hands, I can't help but be emotional. The same man who despised me was now talking sweetly to me. If this is the God's will, thank you so much for giving me another hope in life.

“Are you crying? Please don't.” he said as he wipe my cheeks

“Thank you for loving me.” I said showing my wekaness to him

I noticed how the black figure that recently showed up, turn his back as if he didn't want to hear what Lucian was saying.

We decided to take a quick walk to the green house. Napansin ko na sobrang rami ng halaman dito. He picked up flowers that I find attractive and place it to my hair, serving as a hair decor. He looks so happy placing it to my hair.

“Aren't these flowers important?” I asked as I look up at him

“Yes, it is,” he said as he looked down still smiling “But my wife is more important.”

My chest feels warm to what he said so I enjoyed my time picking up flowers with him. I want to stay like this forever, I want to live a simple life with him. No luxury, no huge mansion, no CEO occupation. Just a simple countryside life where I became his housewife while he works to our field.

But why dream of that kind of life when you have this one?

I help him pick up the flowers that he planned to place to my studio. I completely forgot my studio when he started spending time with me.

“Hmm, is it weird that we barely spoke before you were comatosed?” he flashed his attractive smile

Natahimik ako sa winika niya, that's right. We barely spoke before we got to the accident and we even fought. The odd thing is I was supposed to feel hatred to him. I should have leave him after learning he impregnant someone, but all I can feel right now is an overwhelming love for him.

“So how about going out on a date every weekend?” he asked as he looked at me.

Going out on a date with him every weekend? That's a good idea but will that be okay? He always have plans back then when it's weekend.

“Wala ka ba'ng ibang plano during weekend?” I asked him silently waiting for his answer

He looked at me and when he saw how silent and unsure I am, he mess my hair up as he smiled widely at me.

“Starting now, I will always make time for you.” he smiled again “So don't worry about my plans, my love. I will cancel them all for you.”​