I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

Samarra opened her eyes slowly. She looked at the clock on the side of the bed past eight o’clock. She stretched before deciding to stand up. Zachary wasn’t in their room, so she thought Zachary might be downstairs. No, Zachary, she could see. Shrugging her shoulders, she went to the kitchen and saw the food on the aluminum tray while heating Mommy Lorraine’s food.

Samarra couldn’t help but feel sad when she remembered Ezekiel’s face at her wedding earlier. While eating, she tried to call Ezekiel, but his cellphone just rang, but he didn’t answer, she also sent text messages, but he didn’t reply.

When she finished eating, she put the plate and glass she had used in the sink before going to the study room downstairs to call her parents. While talking to the parent, she explained why she and Zachary made the sudden decision, but she did not say the real reason. Mommy Samantha was happy. Her Daddy Frost she can’t read what it thinks. They said that they visited Zachary in Australia.

She agreed to her father’s suggestion. However, she was unsure if Zachary would accompany her to Australia.

After speaking with her parents, she attempted to call Ezekiel, but he was unavailable on his cell phone.

She sighed, and she felt like crying. Her heart-crushing like a mashed potato of Ezekiel did to her.

Heavy footsteps made her way to the staircase. She would not have imagined that everything would change in an instant.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

She went to the walk-in closet. Almost all the clothes she had left at the hotel are neatly arranged here. She didn’t have anything to wear to sleep in, so she took Zachary’s oversized t-shirt and chose to wear it. Samarra fell asleep quickly since she was exhausted and awake.

It was midnight when Zachary came home from Mendrez Medical Hospital. He received a call from his friend Sean Jarem San Carlos. Son of a politician in their town. According to Jarem, one of their friends, Josh Primitivo Mendrez, had an accident. When they split up at Ozem Pub Club, even though it was against his will to leave Samarra while sleeping, he just left because his friend also needed him.

Zachary frowned when he saw the light in their kitchen. He glanced at his watch past midnight.

“Is Samarra still awaking?” he wondered in his mind.

He stepped into the kitchen, but Samarra saw nothing but the food covered and the dishes. Tss. that woman is lazy. Just eaten unwashed. Zachary was shaken to clear the clutter and the foods he put inside the refrigerator before washing the plates. When he was sure the kitchen was clean and organized, he turned off the light and climbed the staircase to their main bedroom on the second floor.

The darkroom opened up to him, and only the moonlight served as a light inside. He no longer bothered to turn on the light. He went straight to the bathroom to take a bath and stood next to Samarra. He didn’t know why his body longed for Samarra’s presence since they slept side by side.

Before approaching the bed, he immediately finished bathing and looked for something to wear. When he turned on the pin light, he saw Samarra lying on her back with her head tilted. He couldn’t help but smile as he rested her head on his arm. She was wearing his t-shirt as if something had touched his heart. Like last night he held her tightly and kissed her lips and forehead before closing his eyes.

When Zachary opened his eyes in the morning, he had a beautiful smile as he gazed at the woman with a pillow on his arm. He separated her hair, showing her innocent expression.

“Even if I look at your face all day while I sleep, I will never get tired,” he whispered to the woman sleeping in his arm. He held her close and rested his head on his chest. Samarra moved slightly, so he immediately closed her eyes and felt.

There was a surprise on Samarra’s face when she opened her eyes. She looked at the guy beside her, who exaggerated his snoring.

“Is it asleep?” she said while looking at Zachary’s face. She brought her face close to him and stared at whether he was sleeping or just pretending. His head moved slightly and turned to the other she pinched Zachary in the cheek.

“Hey, are you awake?” she said. She tapped Zachary on his cheek several times, but he did not open his eyes.

She sighed, so he sat down for a few minutes before lowering her foot to the floor. She sighed as someone passed her lying on the bed again. She gasped, and her eyes widened.

Zachary was above her, staring into her eyes. She was swallowed up in their position and by the complex object in her navel.

“Good morning,” he greeted her with a smile.

She struggled to find her voice and greeted him, but her tongue seemed to stick out. She cast a few more spells and averted her eyes.

“I said. Good morning.” He pressed his head against her neck.

“Ahmm, ah … I mean g-good morning,” he said.

“Hmm …” He pressed his head even harder against her neck. She was startled when he felt his mouth touch her neck. They had been in such a state for a long time when her stomach suddenly swelled.

Zachary laughed as he stood up before he helped him to his feet. “You look hungry. Do you have a pet in your stomach?” He said and put his arm around her.

She nodded at Zachary’s question to her and glanced at the digital clock on their bed. Fifteen minutes before ten o’clock, so maybe he felt hungry. Zachary held her hand, and they walked down the staircase simultaneously. They were in the middle of the stairs when he suddenly stopped and faced her.

“My shirt suits you.” He smiled and suddenly lifted her bridal style.

“‘Don’t fight if you don’t want to pick both of us down,’ he scolded her to stop shaking her leg.

So, she could do nothing but hook her hands around his neck and hold her breath as he descended the staircase.

She was just wide-eyed when he slowly laid her down on the chair. They were already in the kitchen, and Zachary opened the refrigerator to eat.

“What do you want to eat for breakfast?” Zachary asked her as he turned around. What is it? She doesn’t eat in the morning. She only eats fruit juice and a slice of apple after her workout. How could she tell Zachary that? She sighed before speaking as he was close to her side, and impatience was visible.

“I only ate fruits,” she hesitated to respond to Zachary.

Zachary folded his arms and squatted to keep their eyes. “Wait! Why should I bother cooking what we’re going to eat? Shouldn’t it be you who cooks because you’re the woman?”

She frowned and looked at Zachary intently.

“Why should I bother cooking? He assured his mother that they did not help the services of a maid,” In her head, she said.

She grinned in astonishment at Zachary and backed away when she stood up and touched his cheek, which she lightly tapped a few times.

“Hey, man! You may have forgotten what you said to your parent. You don’t need a servant here because you can do it,” she reminded Zachary as if he was off guard.

“If you insist, I will cook for you. In your dream! Because I will never cook meals for us, your eyes will turn as black as a raven’s.” She turned her back on him, took an apple from the refrigerator, and washed it before being bitten. She turned to Zachary, who now looked down on her.

“What?” she innocently asked while chewing an apple. She grinned when Zachary looked at her before looking up at the ceiling as if holding back his anger.

How are you now? Do you think you can do everything you want? Who is going to starve the two of us now?

She turned around to hide the naughty grin on her lips that she might bust out laughing at what she observed in Zachary’s look.

As Samarra walked away, she didn’t see Zachary’s evil look and shook her head.