Unseen plan

"I want you to get married to me." I force myself to declare.

Immediately after that statement left my precious mouth, everywhere became silent.

I could hear the sound of only the bird which is currently singing a song of confusion.

"I beg your pardon?" He uttered, sounding as if he didn't get my first statement.

Summoning up the courage once more, I declare. "I want you to get married to me," I said, this time around with an audible voice.

"Miss! Aren't you aware that 'I beg your pardon.' is the British English equivalent to... What the fuck did you just say."

All my courage was suddenly crushed into tiny little pieces.

"Aren't you single?" I interrogate.

"Yes! I'm single." Mister white knight replied as he stared at the floor, avoiding gazing at me.

"And why is a handsome young man like you still single?" I asked.

Besides, if he gives me a reasonable answer then I won't mind persuading him to fake a relationship with me.

"Hmm... I think I should be asking that question to you. Why on earth is a beautiful creature like you single?" Mister White Knight asked, throwing back my question to me.

Woah! Hearing him call me 'Beautiful' sounds so nice and warm.

I have the urge to hear him continue calling me beautiful for the rest of his life.

"I am crazy! So no partner can withstand me." I replied, which is the truth.

The only person who was able to withstand my craziness is none other than Henry who had lied about himself.

"You really are crazy." Mister white knight replied.

I'm expecting him to at least compliment me, but I guess he has his weird way of complimenting an individual.

"Thanks, I guess!" I mumble while blushing.

"Can I ask you a question?" Mister White Knight declares.

I exhale, nodding my head. "Why are you so much in a hurry to get married?" He asked, staring at me.

I bit my lower lips and decided to answer him sincerely. "I don't like being single because it doesn't seem like freedom to me. I like to get married, and have kids of my own." I replied.

He scuffed. "There's no way that's the entire reason you have at mind for getting married."

"What else am I supposed to have?" I asked, rolling my eyes. "I want to have a husband with whom I can discuss my problems." I said, trying to explain in a way that won't sound ridiculous.

"Seriously! You must be kidding me." Mister white knight declares as he forces himself not to laugh, and I don't see if anything that I had just said is funny.

"But you are telling me your problem right now, even though I'm not your husband." He utters, which is kinda true.

"Mister White Knight! You are going to understand better when you are in my shoes." I mumble.

"Sorry! But I don't think the size of your shoe is going to fit a knight like me." He uttered, causing us to laugh.

"Hahahaha!" We both laugh out freely.

"Miss. You don't have to rush life. Okay. It's a gradual process, and those who are married are looking for freedom, so I advise that you use your freedom wisely while you still can. And besides, marriage is all about commitment. You should never ask a stranger to commit himself to you because not all strangers believe in divorce." He declares, and all his words echo in my head.

"What if I'm in a situation that requires a husband?" I asked.

It's stupid of me to ask, but I still ask the question nevertheless.

"This is your life, Miss. You are the writer of your own life story. If your parents want you to get married then you have to pray and you also have to come up with a way. Besides, every human has to find themselves, so try to talk to your parents. You aren't old, and I believe you are just in your early twenties. Don't engage yourself in something that you are going to regret your entire life." Mister White Knight declares, sounding as if he gives motivational advice for a living.

I remain quiet, allowing his word's to sink into my head.

"Thanks! I appreciate your words." I mumble as I spread my hands wide, ready to hug him.

He shifts backward. "A handshake is what makes something official." Mister White Knight said.

He's so good at telling others when to stop crossing the line.

"Can you come over to my house and tell my parents that you brought a Bluetooth speaker last night which has the siren of the cops?" I asked because aside from getting married, I still need to fix Brian's lunatic games.

My parents aren't forcing me to get married, and it has always been my choice.

"Hey! Are you expecting me to walk up towards your parent's house and tell them that 'Hi Mrs and Mr.' I'm the one who saved your daughter through the help of a Bluetooth speaker?" Mister White Knight utter with a mockery voice.

"Hmm... The way you had put it made it sound so crazy."

"Then it's a NO for me. I'm so sorry but I can't." He declares, rising from the chair.

"I understand!" I whisper, nodding my head promptly.

Besides I understand that he doesn't want to get himself involved in things around me, but I still appreciate his advice and his company.

"What do you plan on becoming in the future?" Mister white knight asked as he made his way towards the other side of the road.

I hadn't taken notice of the car that had just parked by the side of the road until a chauffeur stepped out of the car.

"Hmm! I still don't know for now. And that's the reason why I ask the kid's around my country about what they want to become when they grow up. I'm hoping that their answer would give me an idea." I sincerely replied.

Mister White Knight scuffed, making his way inside his car. "Miss! I wish you success with your unseen plan." He declares, and with that, the car accelerated.