259 Hmph (1/2)

After five minutes and the silence and ringing back from the phone, he finally found it. Without looking at it, his finger slid on the screen to stop it from ringing again. Then, he finally lifted his head slowly.

His head felt like it was pounding by a group of elephants dancing the waltz in a salsa song. It was hurting so much, he wanted to pound his head to the wall. No wonder he hated drinking a lot of alcohol (3 glasses of beer).

It took him another half an hour before he found the energy to wake up. He made quick work of washing up and putting on clean clothes. He did not feel hungry at all. His stomach was feeling so weird but it was not a number two.

He walked down slowly, still rubbing his head. He did not even have the mood to smile.

He was on the middle of the stairs when his head snapped. Without warning, he turned around and rushed upstairs.

He was even running to his room, only to grab his phone and car key (he took the nearest key he could grab from the bowl full of car keys).

He did not even greet his parents as he rushed outside. His heart was pounding so hard he swore he could hear it beating loudly.

\”Jason, where are you going?\” his mother cried when her 'good afternoon' was not replied by her dearest son.

She frowned and looked at the two women sitting on the couch next to her. It seemed like her little sister and niece liked coming here and she seemed unable to block them from coming and telling her about Ella's plan. Today they were actually planning to pull her to go to the city or the harbour to find a cruise company to rent.

Ella glanced at the way Jason leaving, biting her lower lip in frustration. Second time. She came here for the second day but this time Jason did not even glance at her. Not even a slight glance. Her hands at the side of her dress gripped her hands angrily.

Jason did not hear the cry from his mother. His mind was full of worry. Was he late? Hopefully not.

He rushed to the row of cars and glanced at the key in his hand. He recognized the car it belonged to and quickly headed that way as he pressed the button to unlock it.

Before the driver of the family came to check what happened and helped the Young Master, Jason has already started the engine and drove the car away. The driver could only watch the car disappearing toward the main road. The Young Master seemed to be rushing outside nervously. What could be the reason? Hmm…

But then again, he was just a worker here so why should he break his head thinking over it. He shrugged it off and continued washing the car belonged to the Madam. Madam told him via the butler to do so right in front of the entrance, which was a bit weird but who was he to argue about it?

He was supposed to leave for the airport half an hour ago, already setting the clock on his phone to wake him up an hour before. But his plan was not working when he spent the half-hour and more sleeping instead of preparing himself to look good in front of his fiancée. His heart pounded. Even his forehead was glistening with sweat. He was worried when the flight arrived and she saw him nowhere welcoming her, her feeling would be hurt. He promised to pick her up but…

\”Don't worry. Flights are always late. They're always delayed,\” he told himself, consoling himself to stay positive.

He did not even have the time to buy her a beautiful bouquet of white roses!

He reached the airport in record time. He knew he was collecting tickets with how fast he was driving but he did not care. The only thing he cared about was her, his Mika. He just wanted to meet her. It felt like forever since the last time they met.

He missed her desperately.

Talking with her via phone was not as good as talking with her face to face. He could not touch her cheek, hold her hand, hugging her small waist, kissing her honey lips and do whatever his mind wanted to her body. He missed her so much he kept counting the time for them to be reunited.

And today was the day for them to meet.

He parked the car rather crookedly and rushed into the huge area. His eyes ran everywhere and finally found the way to the arrival gate. He glanced at his watch and his face paled.

Would he have the time to arrive before she did?

*~*~*~*

\”There it is,\” Mika pointed at the huge pink bag on the black rolling belt.

Ryn quickly took the bag she pointed to and put it on the trolley. Then, her eyes looked for her own 'newly bought' bag. Luckily Mika had the mind to put a lot of keychain and bag tags on it in order for them to be able to recognize it easily.

\”Over there,\” Mika pointed. Her eyes narrowed at the familiar black with colourful things stuck to the zip.