39 - Vacation

She turned her back on him. He saw Zyd staring at her intently. "What's that? French?”

He smiled and nodded. “I know a little.” He leaned over her at the balcony and together they gazed at the Eiffel Tower. “Your first time, hmmm?”

"How do you say that?" she asked in surprise.

He laughed at her answer. “You’re cute.” He pinched her nose and then pulled out a few bangs that covered her eyes. “I love your hair, please don’t cut it.”

She nodded quickly when she looked at Zyd. Even if he didn’t say it, she won’t cut her hair. It’s just that she has something to be proud of. “Thank you.”

"For?"

She regained her gaze and looked again at the Eiffel Tower. “Just thank you! Don’t ask to many questions.”

He laughed and nodded. "Okay, Je vous en prie, ma femme." Okay, you’re welcome, wife.

She no longer answered. Hopefully one day the man will be able to love her too. Even if what she wants is vague but hopefully …… They still have 10 months left, and it seems like she doesn’t want to end their contract. If only I could tell Zyd what she really feels right now.

"Zyd," she called the man.

"Hmm?"

"What if one of us fell?"

“Where, here?” he points to the balcony where they are placed.

She laughed softly. He also knows how to joke, because it's not obvious sometimes. “No, I mean us. What if?”

He laughed and shook his head. "Blurred, Elhouette."

He was stunned by her answer and nodded. He was good and prepared for the answer. "Those are just what if."

“Yep, and I’m telling you wife ... Our contract will end 10 months from now on. Those what ifs will lead to heartaches,” he casually said and muttered, “Why are you asking me that?”

She smiles so that Zyd won’t notice the pain she felt. "What if ... I fall in love with Henrik?" out of nowhere, she suddenly asked ‘that. Wait, why did she insert this ‘thing’?

Zyd stared at her and gently parted the bangs that began to block her eye again. “Follow what makes you happy. Follow your heart after our contract ends.” He smiled and said goodbye to go inside to rest.

She smiled bitterly as she followed it with his gaze. Follow your heart, daw? Eh, if she follows it, will it be happy? She sighed slowly. Okay, she's acting right. Just move on quickly.



Zyd and I happily toured the town of Paris. She took many happy pictures of the two of them. Because she was naughty, her husband did nothing but follow all her requests and wishes. Picture her, picture’s taken anywhere. They entered the famous art museum, drank coffee in infamous coffee shops, painted a portrait with the man. They ride the public train, bike, walk. They did many other things. It's good that its fans didn't hit them, but almost when someone met it.

They say, the place is Paris, for romantic couples and Lianne believes in that saying because there are many couples who are in love with each other. It's enviable because Zyd and I are a romantic couple, her feelings for the man are all fake.

"Tired?" Zyd whispered to her when she stopped and stared at the two cats that were tenderly barking by the side of the road.

She remembered Muning. Maybe in these moments, it’s already grabbing Tacu. She felt teary eyed. This cat is even better, it has a charm. He is envious. "Let's eat first?" she turned to Zyd, it was already 7 pm and she was hungry.

"Sure." He nodded and offered her a hand.

She accepted that and they took a taxi to the Italian Restaurant. She notices that her husband loves Italian foods. They were taken care of immediately when they entered and were obviously regular Zyd is their customer because the owner knows it.

She liked the French language while she was stunned because her poor heart seemed to be logged the way Zyd spoke french. The hot! It says, very little is known but when it speaks, it is very fluent. She was just stunned as it spoke. He even managed to introduce her to a man in his middle 30's and he was handsome but his baby was more handsome.

“Elhouette? Baby ... Hey?” Only then did she notice that she had finished talking and Zyd was looking at her. "Are you okay?"

She nodded quickly, "I'm hungry."

She laughed at what she said and guided her to the right side of the restaurant. Lianne knew that they didn't just go to a simple restaurant because it was obvious from the menu. Shaking the pocket. If she were to speak, she would beg.

As soon as Zyd said goodbye, someone called his phone and said he would talk to him for a while. He also noticed that some of the men were looking at him. He was disgusted and secretly examined what he was wearing. There's nothing wrong with that, she's still beautiful. Ah, because by the way she is a Pinay. Her brown complexion is unique. She seems to be the only one with black hair and a very dark complexion sitting there, but who cares?

"Who is Lianne Elhouette McCluskey?" From the door, a fat man with a long mustache entered. Wearing a white long-sleeve and with a black ribbon tie.

"Me!" without saying a word she raised her hand.

“What a lovely mademoiselle!” she was praise. She immediately applauded and was surprised when five men came in one after another with a bouquet of flowers, which she thought was not cheap. Stunningly beautiful!

She could not breathe when she was given a bunch of white roses and the four, placed on the table. Wait, what happened? She couldn’t understand. She wanted to say that she had not ordered flowers and she had no money to pay but they had already left.

I don't have to pay for it!

He blushed profusely and did not know what to do. Who are these flowers from? Before his questions were answered, three men in tuxes approached her. They are carrying a violin. She is confused by what happened! She could also feel the eyes of the women and men inside the restaurant staring at her.

The song Can’t Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley began to play in the background.

She seemed to want to cry at the sweet sound of the violin. Fatty heart, she might get a heart attack and die. She hugged the bouquet of flowers she was holding. Where is Zyd? He just disappeared, someone flowered her and made music. She was gripped by the heart, the strength of the pulse and was about to come out of her rib cage.

Suddenly everything went slow when the door suddenly opened, the he had been looking for entered. Zyd was no longer wearing a cap and was carrying a bouquet of sunflowers. Her favorite flower.

Lianne is trembling and did not know what to do. She couldn’t read Zyd’s twinkle as she stared at her. Is she dreaming? She gently pinched herself, maybe she sniffs too much mik-mik.

"Hi wife." She smiled when her husband was in front of her and handed her his favorite sunflower. How did he know she loves sunflower?

She felt a mixed emotion. She did not notice the tears falling from her eyes. Tears of joy? She was stunned when Zyd kisser on the lips and gently wiped a tear with his finger.

“Hey, I didn't fight you. Don’t cry.” He laughed and sat down in front of her.

“Are you nuts? Who won’t cry? It's as if I'm holding on to the number of flowers you have. Im not dead, and I am not dying, and also I haven’t been buried yet.”

His laughter grew louder and he gently pinched her nose. Does it really tend to squeeze her nose, if its toot can he squeeze?

"You're cute."

Lianne started blushing and he stopped talking. She was just thinking about how to bring all the flowers back to Pittsburgh. It was her first time receiving a flower from the man, so it is so memorable. She will never really be able to forget this day.

Zyd was sweet to her that night. He took good care of her while they ate and then, Zyd took him to the Eiffel Tower. So romantic! She didn't seem to want to return in Pennsylvania. I hope Zyd and I are just here.

“Do you know why the Eiffel Tower was built?” he begins talking as they both stared at it from a distance as he hugged the sunflowers he had given.

"No."

“There’s a man who’s madly in love with his beautiful wife. He built that great tower as a gift to her.”

“And ... What happened? Did his wife die? What?”

It took a long time to answer. “Yeah, the woman died. In a plane crash.”

She seemed depressed by what she heard and was hurt looking at the Eiffel Tower. “This is how the story of this tower. I feel sad for her. But I was sadder for the man because the person you love so much, destiny took it away,” she said sadly. He was stunned for a moment when he said, “Did I make you sad? Is the story too sad?”

She nodded. “Yes. Are there any books? I want to read the story of the Eiffel Tower.”

He looked at her seriously and shook. “Nothing.”

"Why not?"

"I just made that story." Then he burst out laughing.

She smirked and was annoyed that a pinch chased him. They are like children laughing out loud and chasing each other. If only she could have asked that that night not be over while she was with the man, she did. She trained him too much in its presence. She was too hopeful.

Lianne enjoyed her 3 weeks romantic stay with Zyd in Paris, France. I think they have almost traveled all over Paris, visited all the tourist spots and almost every day Zyd still give flowers. What's more, attack him with extreme trembling every time it gives him flowers and gifts. She won’t deny it, even though he forbids it, she doesn't listen because he says ... they will take advantage of their vacation.