THERESIA'S EXPRESSIONS OF LOVE
In the car Gevariel saw Theresia. He must conquer her heart so that they could be friends. "My name is Gevariel. Other people used to call me Geva. What's your name?" Geva reached out to invite Theresia to get acquainted.
"I'm There." The teenage girl welcomed Geva's hand. Very friendly and humble.
"Okay. Starting from this day I got a new friend named Theresia," Geva said unconsciously and his words made Theresia confused.
"Just now I only mentioned There, not Theresia. How do you know that my name is Theresia?" the woman squinted at Gevariel suspiciously. Things like this have often happened. Theresia just didn't want Gevariel to be one of the men trying to seduce her.
"I'm dead! I rushed to say her name." Geva's mind stirred. Geva should have been more vigilant to guard every sentence that came out of his mouth. But Geva immediately looked for a way to control the situation.
"Just guessing. Most people with the name There are usually Theresia. I'm one of the lucky ones to know your full name right away." Gevariel tried to put on a calm face and control the situation. He didn't want the woman in front of him to be suspicious because it turned out that he had been trying to find out who Theresia was for a long time. Although there was information that he missed. Gevariel did not know that Theresia had a sister named Quineera.
They both arrived at the mall. Their first destination was a clothing store. "Please choose what you want. I will pay for everything." Gevariel tried to be a responsible person. He had to win Theresia's heart so they could become close friends. Gevariel is determined to keep the woman as a form of atonement for guilt.
Theresia chose a pink mini dress. "I just want this," she said.
"Are you sure you only bought one? You don't have to worry! I will pay for everything," Geva said confidently. He had seen how many women were deceived by being given the freedom to buy whatever they wanted. Gevariel thought Theresia was the same girl as them but again he was wrong.
"No need! I still have a lot of unused clothes. If I buy many clothes again, it will only fill my closet. You better save your money for something more important. Or you can donate it to an orphanage. They need it more than me." Again Theresia's answer surprised Geva. Theresia was the first woman to change his mind. So far, Gevariel has kept himself away from women because they tend to live extravagantly and just wanted to have fun.
"You are indeed extraordinary. I am proud of you." Now Geva's praise was more sincere than before. He recognized Theresia as a good girl. "After coming here, where do you want to go?" Geva asked. If Theresia's schedule was empty he wanted to take her to the cinema.
"I just want to go home. I can't be out for too long."
"Can we meet again?" Geva asked hopefully. Again he made up his mind to atone for the guilt through the girl in front of him.
"Of course. You can come to my house whenever you want. By the way, I have to change clothes. Is it okay if you have to wait?"
"Of course. It's fine."
Theresia went to the dressing room. She swapped the dirty clothes still clinging to her body for a new mini dress. "Come to think of it, he's handsome too. He is also responsible for his mistakes. I think he can be a good friend." Theresia muttered to herself while looking at herself in the mirror.
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Gevariel was pensive in his bedroom. He looked up at the ceiling while contemplating his encounter with Theresia. "Was my action right? What if I can't love her? Should I still approach her?" various questions arose in Gevariel's mind. He wanted to make Theresia as a lover but his heart did not tremble when he spoke to Theresia.
"Young master, it's time for dinner." The maid in the house knocked on the door and called for Gevariel from outside.
"Argh! I get dizzy when I think about all this." Gevariel ruffled his own hair. "Yeah, I'm going out." Geva answered the maid's call with a scream from his bed.
Gevariel Ethan Xander was the second son of the Xander family. Xander was one of the wealthy families who lived in the city of Lyon, France. Gevariel had an older sister who was three years his senior. At the age of 22 he became a celebrity chef who was admired by many people, especially women. But an accident four years ago changed him with a strange personality. Gevariel was always alone, didn't want to drive a car, was afraid of meeting people, afraid of the police, afraid of blood, and afraid of going to the hospital. But that deficiency was covered by his talent in cooking.
It had been two years since his relationship with Theresia became close. Every day Theresia fell more and more in love with Gevariel. She loved everything Gevariel did to her. Theresia thought if the kindness and attention she got from Geva was proof that Geva loved her too.
"I love you." Theresia suddenly expressed her feelings. Geva, who was sipping black coffee, immediately choked. This morning Geva invited Theresia to have breakfast at the apartment and it was something they used to do.
"What do you mean?" After the black liquid managed to pass through Gevariel's throat, he also processed Theresia's words.
"I love you, Geva. I love you so much. I'm sure you love me too. That's why for two years you have always been considerate and kind to me. Right?" Confidently made Theresia repeated to express her feelings. She was sure Geva would definitely reply and they would become lovers.
"I-I…." Geva hung the sentence that came out of his mouth. Honestly, he didn't know what to say. For two years Gevariel tried to love Theresia but all efforts were unsuccessful.