Chapter 11 - Hotel Room (1/2)

After we came back from my parents house I checked the flight tickets. Looking upon it I confirmed that we'll be going to Italy for our honeymoon.

I've been there two times, when I was younger. My dad used to be quite busy with the work so when ever he got free time, he would pick a place and go for a short trip with me and mom. But all the places I've been, are mostly meant for romantic getaways.

I tried to ignore my parent's lack of common knowledge and somehow spent those times.

It was embarrassing rather annoying for me to be there with them. I felt like a bone in a fish.

On the next morning I came down to have my breakfast. Stella was already sitting on the chair with a glass of orange juice and her plate had toasted brown bread, pouched egg on the top of it.

” Good morning.” I greeted her upon meeting her graze. I sat on my chair and grabbed the newspaper.

” Good morning. Did you checked the tickets?where are we going?” Stella asked after filling my empty glass with juice.

” Italy. We will be staying at Rome. Mom booked the hotel already.” I told her

” Oh that's good I've never been there.”

” Then I guess you'll enjoy the trip. I won't mind going with you.” Even though I'm not really interested in going to this trip but I can't let her go there by herself it'll be too risky and Regina is also out of country. So I decided that I won't cancel the trip.

” How long we will be staying there?” Stella asked.

” About a week.” I replied

” Is it okay for us to go there? ” she said nervously.

” Don't worry, it's just a vacation so try to enjoy, the flight is on tomorrow so pack up your bags. We will get separate rooms so don't be concerned about it.” I confronted her. I can see the excitement on her eyes. She's really looking forward to this trip.

After finishing my breakfast I went to the office. I got out from my car and went to take the elevator. The staffs bowed down their heads after seeing me

” Good morning Sir.” Everyone greeted to me.

I waved my hand, telling them to go back to their works.

I sat on my cabin and called for John. Since I won't be here for a week, I decided to left everything on John.

On the next morning both of us got ready in time. Our bags were packed, I told the driver to load them in the car.

Stella came down wearing a jeans and

a t-shirt, with a pair of sneakers,her hair was tied in a pony tail. She wore a sunglass which was in red frame.

I looked at Stella who was sleeping like a baby. I shook her hand

” Stella wake up.” She woke up and started to rub her eyes. We got out from the airport and saw someone waiting for us.

The hotel, which my mom booked, had sent a driver to pick us from airport.