Being Proposed to By a Blind CEO

The sun had begun to shift to the west, following the direction of the prevailing winds as well as the clouds that were moving this way and that. It was already 4. 30pm, which was the time for people to go home from work. Two men were walking hand in hand to leave the office.

As usual, the other man carried a cane to make it easier for him to walk. Who else if not Gifer and Haris. The two of them had arrived at the car park while chatting until they got into the passenger seat. The driver was already preparing himself to drive to their apartment.

“Mr Fajri, please drop me off in front of WR Bank,” Gifer asked.

“Yes, sir.”

“Ris, I have an appointment with Belvina this afternoon,” Gifer started the conversation with the man sitting next to him, Haris.

Haris himself who heard it was a little sorry for Gifer’s face who looked tired but had to meet his girlfriend. He tried to persuade Gifer to go home soon.

“Seriously this afternoon? Aren’t you tired, Gif? I mean, you’re just after work, your mind and energy need rest,” Haris suggested.

“Yeah, but I want to meet him, I have something important to talk to him about,” Haris laughed a little.

His mind immediately went to Gifer who was in love and would do anything to make his lover feel at home around him.

“Hahaha, you love slave,” said Haris.

Gifer who heard him being called a pussycat was a little unacceptable. Although in reality he was indeed a god-level acute love slave.

“Let me be a love slave too, the important thing is not to be single, wle,” said Gifer while sticking out his tongue at Haris.

“Don’t bring up the status,” Haris started to get annoyed with Gifer’s words.

“You’re the one who started first, hahaha.”

“Hahaha, eh Gif. By the way, Belvina’s best friend is pretty too,” Haris said shyly with a smile. Gifer who heard it was a little surprised.

“You mean, Anggi?”

“Yes, but does Belvina have other friends besides Anggi? No,”

“Yeah, no. Eh? Don’t you like Anggi?”

“I don’t like her, I only met her once when you went for a walk. I’m just amazed, she can cook, she’s pretty, she’s nice,” Haris explained while remembering the incident where he was left alone in the apartment with Anggi the other day.

“Well, who is the love slave now? Hahahahahah, calling me a pimp you’re a pimp yourself, Ris,” Gifer replied with a laugh.

“Eh, does that mean you pay attention to Anggi in that much detail?” Gifer asked.

“Yeah, how can I not pay attention, she’s doing her homework right in front of me. I can only help her,” Haris vaguely recalled when Anggi asked him to help clean the floor with a vacuum cleaner. That was also because of Haris’ own request. Actually, Anggi also wanted to invite guests. But her guest wanted to be given a job so as not to seem like an ignorant guest.

“Hahahahaha, it’s okay, just go ahead,” suggested Gifer which made Haris shook his head disapprovingly.

“Just go ahead, it’s good to say so. What if Anggi already has a boyfriend?” Haris asked.

“Yes, grab her from her boyfriend. Show your best side, that you’re better than Anggi’s boyfriend. I’m sure, Anggi will prefer you,” Gifer’s advice this time was getting crazier for Haria.

It made the man with the square smile disagree with his best friend’s suggestion. ‘What did he say? Taking Anggi away from her boyfriend? This doesn’t make sense. Just hearing the word ‘snatch’ already makes me shudder. Crazy Gifer.’ Haris said to himself.

“Crazy! I don’t want to, it’s like there’s no other girl,” rejected Haris who heard Gifer’s crazy idea.

“Well, just like that, you take it to heart and don’t want to make an effort. Eh, Haris is my best friend, the guy has to go first. Not just give up right away. Girls like it the most if the guy wants to try to get close first. Trust me,” Gifer tried to give advice again.

“Mr Gifer, we have arrived at WR Bank.” Mr Fajri had parked his car in front of WR Bank, where Belvina worked. Gifer started to get out and opened the car door, assisted by Mr Fajri to get out of his car. Haris just stared at Gifer’s words.

‘Yes, Gif. Looks like I will also try to get close to Anggi.’ He said to himself.

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Gifer and Belvina were already in a place that was very beautiful when viewed in the afternoon. That was on a beach with a sunset view that never failed and unfortunately Gifer couldn’t see it, he could only feel the warmth of the afternoon sun that hit his smooth face without any wounds.

Yes, after deliberating several times in the busway to determine the place where they would go on a date, both of them chose the beach as the most attractive object in the afternoon. Now Belvina invited Gifer to get closer to the receding beach water. In the afternoon, the beach sometimes recedes, although not always. They both played with the water, even though they only splashed each other. Although he couldn’t see, but Gifer could feel the water splashing on his face, making him reciprocate his lover’s treatment towards him.

Their clothes already smelled of beach water and were a little wet. After getting tired of playing with their lover, they both sat down on the dry white sand of the beach. The sand was so fine that anyone could make a sand castle. But the two of them did not. ‘Just like a child.’ They thought.

“Hah… hah… hah… Turns out I’m tired too, just playing with water, hahaha,” with his breath still in his throat, Gifer intended to open a conversation with his lover.

“Yes, dear. But no problem, I actually like it because it can relieve fatigue and stress in work that sometimes makes me dizzy. The more we laugh, the more stress we relieve. Hahahahha,” Belvina explained while shouting a little because of the noisy beach waves.

Hearing the shouting from Belvina, made Gifer sit closer to his lover. Putting his head on Belvina’s shoulder while facing the sunset that was disappearing.

“Honey, thank you. You made me able to work again as CEO. Yes, even if it’s in Mr Kevin’s company again,” Gifer suddenly talked about that. A little regretful too because why did it have to be in Mr Kevin’s company again? There are many other companies.

“You should be thanking God, not me. I’m just an intermediary sent by God to persuade you to enter the company again and become CEO,” Belvina’s answer turned out to be different, making his heart melt instantly.

‘That’s right, God created everything, God also sent Diya to be my lover, and God also made Belvina persuade me to become CEO again like now. All is God’s power. How could God be less kind to me? Why did I blame God at that time and not be grateful for what God had given me? I was really ashamed of God. Does God still want to accept me as his servant?” Gifer thought, making Belvina confused because her lover just kept quiet when he mentioned the matter of God.

“Why, silence hmm? You don’t like it when I always involve God in everything, hm?” Asked Belvina while stroking Gifer’s hair which flew slightly in the beach breeze.

“That’s not it, I’m just ashamed of God. It turns out that all this time, God has been good to me, while I was blind, God sent a good girl like you and made me able to become a CEO again. Thank you God,” Gifer put his hands together while clasping each other like someone praying.

“No need to be ashamed, God will always forgive the sins of someone who is willing to trust him again,” Belvina said with a smile.

“Yes, you’re right, dear. Thank you for everything. I love you.”

“I love you too, Mr Gifer Fernandez,” Belvina replied while pinching Gifer’s nose, making him hiss slightly.

“Are you feeling hungry, dear?” Belvina asked.

“Hungry, but still want to be here,” replied Gifer.

“Are we going to eat love if we stay here, hm? Let’s eat, there’s no diet!” Belvina ordered and pulled Gifer’s arm to stand up immediately.

“Aishh, alright.” Like it or not, Gifer just surrendered to having his arm pulled towards the restaurant near the beach. From a distance there was a girl who was watching Gifer and Belvina’s activities. Both of the girl’s hands were clenched around each other seeing the intimacy between Gifer and Belvina.

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‘Have fun today, but not the next day. Because I will snatch Gifer from you, you bitch!’

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To Be Continued