My Always, My Forever
attractive guy? And at a high-end mall, moreover. I ended up wearing a dress that made me look slimmer
m that I'd arrived at the mall. Waiting for him was nerve-w
oosing, I told him that I would wait f
t lost in the mall. I couldn't find the restaurant, so I gave up and just
It would take me at least twenty times visiting a place for me not to ge
n my phone when suddenly I heard my nam
nd I hope you are okay with me bringing my
n his face clearly,
and Rai was 1.82m tall). And oh-my-Gawd, the vision of them walking toward me was
s. Damian had shorter hair, parted sideways, the side was shaved, the top long. And his friend, Rai, had longer ha
, husky voice of Damian, and the deep, smooth voic
They shone brightly, the color popped out from the rest of him, making him look wicked. Rai's
I don't look like Chinese-Indonesian myself, but they are s
hook hands, Rai looked at his hand and then at me with some
what elegant. Looking at them standing side-by-side was simply heart-stopping. While both of them
a prince charming, an angel. Damian was, well, I wanted to say he looked like Rai's bodyguard, but it didn't feel fittin
It was like looking at a breathtakingly beautiful angel an
- or even men! - especially when they were together. I was even dumbfounded looking at t
ly apologized for not meeting them there once I found my brain and could speak again. I told t
ckgrounds, their jobs, etc. Just the usual to
asa Indonesia, although not so fluent, not as fluent as when he was speaking English. His parents owned a few private villas in Bali that they remodeled to be h
ous, and he was cocky. But every time he was being cocky, I rolled my eyes and laughed out
dn't spend as much time in Indonesia as Damian. He was just visiting, and since his parents were in the US, he preferred to stay at Damian's place. His parents also had hotels in Bali, whi
est friends since elementary school
y, was he beautiful. I kept peeking at him and realized that he wore a set of earrings. Rai
something unbelievable happened. Rai took off his earrings
't have to do that,"
en those I had known for a long time. My ex-husband wore an earring, and he only took it off on our wedding day, just so it would not appear
ostly quiet. Though every time I took a peek at him, he was already looking at me with a soft smile. I always blushed whenever I saw him smiling. I had n
ed Cognac, like the fine brandy. No wonder it looks more orangey than Amber. I, myself, wo
are with me. They are gorgeous, while I'm only cute, courtesy of my short frame. I quickly brushed the thought away. I shou
ed on paying, even just for my meal, they wo
nied me to the lobby to wait for my driver. We did
ngled with my necklace. I tried untangling it, but it was kind of
m try to untangle my hair. He look
f I break them? I'll try not to make it painful, b
nothing e
you?" He said after
king my hair behind my ear. I instinctivel
because of his nearness, his slight to
ery little detail about me. Thankfully, Damian came to my rescue before I
te. I felt comfortable around Da