This is a revision and translated that I posted from Wattpad way back 2017 under the title as I choose.

A thick notebook in my hand containing important list and checklist that I am once checking for further finishing the details or if I missed one thing that should not happen and I can’t let it happen. The catering that I called in another day is already done; I swiped my stabilo beside the small box written in the list. A satisfied smile escaped in my mouth. Next are the reception that will be held in a hotel that my cousin owns are already done also. The invitation and the souvenirs are already made and ready to give that I personally like the designs it was simple yet elegant.. And the design for the cake is already approved and the patisserie is informed as well. I hummed from the satisfaction that I am feeling I dropped the pen I am holding and I placed my hand at my chest, my heart pace is racing and the overwhelming joy spread on my entire existence.

I always wanted to be hands on, this preparing and settling the things. Although it is kind a tiring and time consuming but who can stop me from what I want, right. I am happy and glad that they let me and trust my capabilities but if you want to ask me to make it a full time job I will say no straightforward. I don’t want to die on stressing myself. I only insisted to handle it because it’s my own wedding.

Everything is settled and seems perfect, I believe and I hope it is.

At first, my parents are both against this matter. Who wouldn’t I just finished a degree two years ago and I barely work and handle our business which is a clothing line that they said that will be handle to me after my father’s retirement that happen last month yet I disobey them and I do the opposite. They want me first to focus to my career and to our business but then I don’t. Not that I will neglect them and my duty as their daughter. I only want them to understand that this is my dream and wants. I think I can fulfill it even I am already married and my dear fiancé will always be supportive to my wants.

When he and I are in in-relationship for seven years, he asked my hand last year. I didn’t think twice and ponder over before I give my sweet answer to him. Why would I say no? It was perfect timing, we are having a dinner date at a famous rooftop garden in Seoul. In his one knee holding a shiny small stone of diamond in a silver band ring laid on my eyes and few of the customers in the restaurant witnessed his proposal to me. His round expressive eyes are gleaming to mine. I whispered Yes he didn’t heard it at first so I said multiple yes until become I am shouting a big yes to him. We exchanged an emotional kiss and we hug each other until we hurt our feet from standing too long. That was a beautiful dinner date memory I have on my entire life. And I am sure we can make another one after the wedding of course.

At my age and my fiancé also they said and another reason they opposed because we are too young for this matter. It’s another chapter of lives of a living person. Is it the age that should meter the capabilities of a couple to decide their marriage? I don’t think it is. And I can bravely prove it to them.

My sea thoughts are interrupted by the strange smell coming from the kitchen. Smell of burnt what?

My goodness!

I was waiting to bake my cookies! I nearly forgot I was too invested to my lists. This is what I am talking about.

I stride to where my kitchen is, a lot of white smoke greeted me and the culprit is my oven that is producing. My eyes stings, I cough I squinted my eyes and tried to open it again to locate where is the smoking oven. I covered my nose. I turned off the oven and opened it another set of smokes greeted me I waved my hand and in between my coughs I get the sheet and dispose the burnt cookies on sink.

My poor cookies, I was planning to give it to –

I am once interrupted by the ringing tone echoing at my whole unit. I left the kitchen and while wiping my eyes with wet towel I answered the call.

“What.” I didn’t have a chance to check the caller ID and answer it abruptly maybe it’s one of my annoying cousins.

Are you busy? Should I call later-

It’s not my cousin. Goodness. Who would it be, stupid of me.

“Oh-no! No I was not busy.”

Was? So you are busy now baby its okay I will call you again later.

I face palm, why I said was? I combed my hair and pace to my dining. I seat and I unconsciously pinch softly the leaf of sunflower he bought and delivered for me in the morning. Nowadays from what I observed he is getting a bit of grumpy? But he said he isn’t whenever I pointed to him. I don’t know what the exact reason is. He was maybe pressured? It’s only few days before our day.

“Wait! Hold on please. I thought it’s one of my cousin okay? I am free to talk with you right now. Okay? Baby?”

The other line is quiet. I’m kind of nervous, what is he thinking. Is he mad?

A seconds of silence and he made a sounds that made me sighed softly. He is laughing hard. I am flabbergasted.

I am not mad. You are too funny honey. Anyway let’s have a date!

I bit my lips upon hearing him calling me a different endearment besides of Baby. He is always full of surprises. But a date? Today? I thought I can visit him today.

“Is it today a date? You and I?”

Uh yes? Why I thought you are not busy.

I chew over, should I lie to him? No I can’t afford it to do so. He’ll find it soon and we’ll argue. If I tell him the truth he’ll be grumpy or worse mad at me and we’ll argue too.

The main reason is I always view it as a petty reason for him to be mad at it. I don’t know what happen to him but every time I mentioned my best friend which his best friend also his mood will be turned sour or switch to be mad.

Are you still there? Or are you sleeping on me?

His voice is full of energy. I don’t want to erase it to him. Not today, but.

I awkwardly laughed at him. And I know he can sense it.

“Yes! I’m still here. I was thinking.”

About what?

And now his voice turned in serious manner and I don’t like it where is this going.

“I- I was planning to visit him today- Baby can I ?” I pause my breath and anticipate his answer. And not any seconds he speaks.

Who? Him, again. Last weekend you spend your entire day with him and last Tuesday you were there again for whole night. And now you’ll visit him. For what? Honey please, can you stop spoiling him at least for now.

I jutted my lips. And I dropped my hands holding his flowers for me. I can’t understand him anymore. Before he isn’t like this especially for our best friend who is in the hospital!

“Baby don’t be mad at me please.” I sniffed and I blinked to stop my stupid tears.

 I’m not mad. I was just saying that you are spoiling him too much; he is not a baby anymore. One called from him you’ll ready throwing everything you are doing and you’ll go to him as fast as you can. He is too childish to his age and you are not his personal babysitter okay? What about me? Hm, you are sacrificing your time even for us.

Is it really what am I doing? And treating him?

I sighed. I apologize to him and he said he is not mad. Although how many times he mentioned I know deep inside he is. To console him and to back his mood I agreed to our date. And the place that I asked where is he refused to say. And it’s a secret for a while. He really likes surprises. After our phone call I cleaned the kitchen first before I take a shower. I wore a powder blue halter neck dress it reached into my knees and I let my blowered hair down. I was putting my diamond earrings when my phone rings. Did he forget something to tell me?

 When I picked up my phone, screen flashes the name that I have in my mind earlier.

I lost my mind to tell him that I can’t visit him today. I eyed my clock beside my vanity mirror. I am 45 minutes late to my visiting hour for him. I watched my phone flashing his name and his photo that I personally picked to set as his contact. Before it ended I answered it.

“ Hello?” I slightly removed my phone to my ears when he yells my name multiple times. And he made strange noises.

When you met him for the first time, you wouldn’t think and ever crossed your mind that he is sick because of his extreme energy and the way he talk. And hearing his voice and talking I can picture him pouting and crumpling his bed sheets.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to call you to inform that I can’t make it today-

WHY? You need to come here! Is it because of him? Don’t listen to him whatever he is saying to me. I swear if I don’t see you here in thirty I will not drink my meds!

“ Hello?! Don’t you dare! Oh my god.”

I think I will go mad.

I tried to call him back but he already turned off his phone.

They are giving me headache!

I stopped myself pacing back at my sala when my unit doorbell rings. I went to the door and I opened it for my fiancé. Shoot, we have a date. And my best friend is being stubborn again.

He enveloped me with his bear hug that I automatically smiled for it and he even lifts my body I playfully punched his shoulder to signaling to put me down.

 “I missed you. You smell good.”

I raised my eyebrow to him. I know what his pretty brain thinking. Before I can voice it he reminded again we have a date.

“Let’s go.” He pulled my hand but I stopped him to drag me along. I earned a questioning face from him.

I gather all of my will to tell him what’s on my mind and it really bothers me.

“Can we go to the hospital first? He called me and you know him. I promise we will not take there for too long and then we can proceed to our date.”

His face fell. I squeezed his hand that I am holding and went to him to hug him. I plead to him and say just this time.

“You know I can’t resist you and you even give me your ultimate pleading face. Who am I to say no to my baby huh? Just saying this is for you not for him.

I removed my face from his shoulder and I looked up to him. I give him my sweetest smile before I whispered a thank you and I dropped a kiss to his lips that turned into not a simple one.