It was a winter evening when Nico took Mica to see ate night movie, a boring romantic movie that Nico never bothered to watch, but it was interesting to watch with Mica.


    Thete night movie came out and Pizza Hut was still open.


    Both of them, a little hungry, went into Pizza Hut for ate night snack.


    Mica ordered two shrimp with anchovies and arge slice of pizza.


    Pizza Hut’s shrimp are fried, which Nico thought was mediocre, but Mica loved them.


    “You like this stuff that much, is it that good?”


    Mica says she doesn’t get it, “Before, when I was an actor, I rarely ate fried food to keep my body in shape. Because of the restriction of not eating for a long time, now that I don’t have to be an actor, I don’t have to be hard on my figure, so when I see Pizza Hut KFC, I can’t stay away. Plus…”


    His eyes drooped and heughed helplessly, “Children whock childhood and parental love don’t get KFC or Pizza Hut as kids, and since they don’t get them, they either reject them or love them very much when they grow up.”


    The man’s long fingers picked up a pineapple tail prawn and popped it into his mouth, “Since you like it so much, from now on Master will bring you here to eat every week. It’s okay if you treat me like a father.”


    “That he wants you to be a father.” Mica was amused.


    Nico teased, “In bed more or less, role ying is pretty fun.”


    Mica pinched a prawn and shoved it straight into his mouth, “You can’t even eat to curb your reckless driving!”.


    Nico ate the shrimp cocktail and looked at her with a meaningful smile.


    After leaving the mall, the two didn’t rush home, too full from the Pizza Hut, Nico dragged Mica outside for a walk along the road to cool off.


    On a cold night in the dead of winter, a breath is a long white breath.


    Nico grabs Mica’s hand and tucks it into his coat pocket. Mica doesn’t feel the cold at all, it’s as if she were walking down the street as if no one was watching, showing her love in all its splendor.


    Nico didn’t care what people saw, even outside, he was the one kissing whenever he wanted, taking a few steps and pulling Mica close to kiss her on the forehead. Finally, Mica was so frustrated that she reached into Nico’s open coat at the end of the street, in a hidden spot, and wrapped her hands around his waist, bent her head and kissed his handsome chin.


    The dim, warm glow of the road lights enveloped them.


    A reckless, passionate kiss on the street with no one around.


    Mica was pretty sure she wanted to spend her life with this man.


    …


    Inside a private vi.


    Kemena had showered and emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a thin bath towel.


    The beauty out of the bathroom.


    To Mr. Gardo’s delight.


    The man stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the woman’s waist, lowering his head to kiss her, when Kemena smiled slightly and raised her hand to cover the man’s mouth, “Mr. Gardo, don’t be in a hurry, I need your help with something.”


    Mr. Gardo, an understanding man, smiled slyly and appraised Kemena, “Help is fine, but what kind of payment is Miss Matamoros nning to give me?”


    When you’re an entrepreneur, you’re in business.


    Kemena looked at him with her silken eyes, her fingers stroked the man’s chin, her red lips pressed to his ear, “If it works, Mr. Gardo can do what he wants, I’ll cooperate.”


    “Deal. Tell me, what is it?”


    “I need to ask about my stepsister.”


    A little surprised, Mr. Gardo frowned and asked, “You need me, an outsider, to investigate your sister’s affairs, don’t you know that yourself?”


    Kemena said, “I don’t have to hide it from Sister Gardo either, I have never had a good rtionship with her.”


    Mr. Gardo hesitated for a moment and said, “But now that Mica is married to Nico, Nico is a king of hell and we must not mess with him. If we mess with his wife behind his back, he will destroy us.”


    “Don’t worry, I just want your help to investigate something, not that I’m going to actually do anything, I’m just curious.”


    Kemena ovepped and whispered in Mr. Gardo’s ear.


    …


    It was 11:30 p. m. when Mica returned home from her date with Nico.


    After a hot shower, Nico got under the covers and hugged Mica, who was leaning on the bed reading a book.


    Mica reads the same book as Nico, One Hundred Years of Solitude.


    As soon as Nico got into bed, she took the book out of his hand and frowned, “Why are you reading One Hundred Years of Solitude if you’re already with me?”


    Mica couldn’t help butugh at his oundish words and asked, nuzzling his neck, “Didn’t you read this same book for those two years?”


    “I see this one for the psychologicalfort.”


    “What psychologicalfort?”


    Nico lies back on the bed, crosses his arms over the back of his neck, looks up at the chandelier over his head, and says, “Takefort in the fact that loneliness is ingrained in human nature, that there is nothing to remember, that life eventually returns to silence. Also takefort in the fact that all the splendor and revelry I’ve had in my life will eventually have to be paid for by loneliness.”


    It’s rare for Nico to say it in such a literary way, normally he sounds like he’s just hanging out, but now he says it like he’s going to some book club event right away.


    Mica smiled pleasantly, “Then what?”.


    Nico turned his head to look at her, “And then he made sure that all the loneliness and istion I was experiencing at that moment would be returned to meter with revelry andpanionship.”


    What an indiscriminate and sophistic reading this is.


    But Mica understood the meaning of his words and found the man really cute. Mica moved closer to him and gently tickled his face with her delicate fingers, deliberately asking, “So, what do you want me to do to pay you back for those two years of loneliness and istion?”


    “Kiss me.” Nico demanded.


    Mica leaned over, threw herself into his arms and kissed him on the lips.


    Nico was tempted by the kiss and took Mica in his arms and pinned her down, hisrge hands stroking the locks of hair at her temples, gazing at her bright, stunning face through the warm orange light of themp and saying solemnly, “Mica, give me a son. ”


    “Do you want a boy or a girl?”


    Mica’s eyes were full of tenderness as she looked at him.


    Long ago, she had never thought about marriage and children, but now, marriage and children with Nico had be a hope in life.


    “A boy or a girl is fine, but preferably a girl, like you.”


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    Mica bent her head to kiss the corner of his lips and said tenderly, “Good.”


    Nico covered both of their heads.


    Together, we would share this tender love story.


    First thing the next morning, Nico was due to board a ne to Europe.


    Mica woke up first against his arms and looked up at the window sill, where much of the thick snow that had fallen a few days earlier had melted.


    It’s also winter in Europe at the moment.


    Nico should wear a winter coat.


    Nico woke up to see Mica standing barefoot and in thin pajamas in front of his closet helping him look for clothes and unpack for his business trip.


    The house is warm thanks to the underfloor heating and Mica doesn’t get cold even in bare feet.


    But Nico came over with his long legs and lifted her up from behind, “Don’t be afraid to freeze in such a small dress, who will take you to the hospital if I’m not home?”


    Mica looked at him, her gaze fixed on him.


    She had never realized that she could be so attached to someone to such an extent.


    She was so attached to him that even though she knew she was only going to be gone for a week, she wanted to be with him every moment.


    Mica threw her arms around his neck and asked, “Are you sure you’re not taking me with you?”


    Nico curved his lips into a pleasant smile, “You’re already so far away from your man?”


    “I was afraid you’d miss me and turn around in the middle of your business trip, so instead, why don’t you take me with you?”


    Nicoughed out loud, his chest vibrating softly as heid Mica on the bed and pressed his lips against hers. “I’d like to take you with me, but not this time. I have an errand to run.”


    “What is it?”


    “Secret.”


    Mica didn’t ask him because she thought he was afraid that, if she apanied him, she would be too distracted to work.


    It’s a sentiment Mica understands.


    Mica didn’t want Nico toe near her on set when she was filming because the man would just sit there and do nothing but annoy her.


    Before leaving, Nico said arrogantly, half jokingly and half seriously, “Knowing that you can’t leave me now, I’ll be back as soon as possible to spend the New Year with you.”


    Mica stood in the courtyard to see him off and said, “Be careful on the way.”


    As Nico walked to his car, Mica suddenly called out to him again, “Nico.”


    The man turned and looked at her with a deep, warm gaze.


    Mica said, “I’ll wait for you toe home and set off fireworks for me.”


    Nico smiled and agreed warmly, “Okay.”


    …