“I'm tired of Utopia girls, mother,” I told my mother when I visited her that day.
I was 24 years old, graduated, and founded my textile business when I realised how boring it was to date girls from the Utopia. They were always the same, adoring my physical appearance as if it was the only good thing about me. So often, they praise me for my good looks; I'm getting sick of it. I don't mean to be arrogant, but believe me, being looked at from head to toe by a girl turns out to be annoying. There used to be a girl who gave me a love letter; she said, "I believe in my feelings, I have been watching you for months". Doesn't anyone realise how terrible it is? Does the strange girl say that she was often watching me without me knowing her existence? I don't know how much the girl has peeked at me. I was feeling sick. She was just like a crazy stalker.
Another competitor of my textile business said, "The company's stock rose just because of his handsome face". He never knew how hard I tried for this business. He never knew how much I had to risk my life to tell my abusive father that I didn't want to go to college anymore. Does he think that only with a handsome face can someone become rich? Maybe if you work in the prostitution business, but mine is a textile business.
When I visited my mother, I also asked her to find a wife for me.
"Can you find me a wife?" I ask her.
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Years spassed. I am 29 years old, and my greatest wish is to have a family of my own. I have bought a house on the outskirts of Utopia, and I want to live there with my mother and my wife and my children soon.
My mother has given me photos of young girls via social media several times.
"I think you want to have your own family, son?" she said while serving me cold drinks when I visited her house that day.
"I don't like any of the girls in the photos you send me."
My mother laughed.
"Erwin... I don't think I will be there on your wedding day."
"What did you say?."
“It feels… I have met the last days of my life.”
“Mother…Please don't say things like that….”
"No, son. I feel that the day of my death is coming.”
I walked over to my mother and hugged her tightly. I'm too shy to cry.
"Look at my son's strong arms," she said as she wept her tears. "My baby has grown into a nice and handsome man," she said.
"You can't leave me alone."
My mother was surprised; she seemed to have remembered something.
"Nadya," said my mother.
"Nadya... who is Nadya?"
"Nadya... Nadya, Erwin," said my mother while smiling strangely.
"She's a perfect girl for you."
"Which one is Nadya?" I said as I showed the photos my mother sent me.
"None of them...I don't have a picture of her"
“Then how can I choose her. Is she beautiful?"
"She is lovely. I think she will be a perfect partner for you. That girl, Nadya, is different from other girls I have ever met. How about I take you to meet her tomorrow?"
"Are you sure about this girl named Nadya? Was she that good and beautiful? Do you know her? Where did she come from? How old is she?"
"I know her well. She's from luzbell village, and she's only 19 years old…probably”
“From luzbell? 19 years? Are you sure she's good for me?"
"Erwin, my son. You asked me to find you a girl to become your wife, so I found the right one for you, that girl is Nadya. I can't find a better girl than her."
"I'm curious about this, Nadya. Let's meet here tomorrow."
“Then we will go.”
We went to Luzbell village the next day. I'm not sure my mother knows where Nadya lives because my car was going around. By that time, at 9 am, it was raining heavily.
“I think her house is down this lane,” my mother said when she saw the path beside the cornfield.
"Are you sure, mother?"
"Yes"
“Mother, I think there is someone under that tree. Maybe we can ask her where Nadya's house is, as well as give her a ride. It looks like she's caught in the rain and doesn't have an umbrella.” That's what I said when I saw someone taking shelter under a tree, it seemed that the person couldn't go anywhere because of this heavy rain. I took out the two umbrellas I brought with me. It's been raining a lot lately, so I prepare an umbrella wherever I go.
I was a bit surprised when I realised who the person caught in the rain was: fairy-tale beauty. Now, she looks more mature. I only caught a glimpse of her a few years ago, She looks prettier than before, her body has turned more mature, but I don't think her height has increased. I met her again, and does she still remember me as I remember her?
"Do you need a ride?" I said when I arrived in front of her. She nodded slowly.
"Come on; it's raining and cold. Let's get in my car. I'll take you home."
"Forgive me. I don't mean to be rude, but I don't ride in a stranger's car."
I laughed at what she said. We stared at each other in silence.
"Then take this umbrella. Use it for you to your home." She takes the umbrella I give her.
"Thank you, sir. How am I going to return this umbrella later?”
"No need, this umbrella is yours."
"Thank you very much, sir", she said. She smiled so beautiful, made my heart beat fast. She opened the umbrella and was about to leave.
"Wait..." I said when I saw she was about to leave.
"Where is your house? Don't you want me to take you, please think a once?"
"My house is there," she said, pointing her finger at the housing near the cornfield. That's when I remembered that I should have asked her for Nadya's location.
“Listen… I wanted to ask you about someone's address. May I?"
"Just ask me, sir." She smiled again. Oh my god, I can't stand that beautiful smile.
“Do you know a girl named Nadya? Where does she live?”
She looked surprised before saying, “Nadya? Which one? There are several girls named Nadya here, and even my name is also Nadya.”
"You...Your name is Nadya?""Yes, my name is Nadya.""Are you 19 years old?""I am""Wait a minute," I told her."What is it? What are you going to do?""Wait a minute, Nadya. Don't go anywhere. Stay here."I went to my mother, who was in the car. I really hope the Fairy-tale beauty is the real Nadya that my mother talking about."Mother, I found Nadya," I said."Wait, what? but how can that be?""She's there. I'll bring her here."I turned around and didn't see Nadya there until... I saw her running away from me. What the hell was she doing? I will not let her go, so I chased her. We were running in the rain, but why was that girl trying to run away from me? Oh my god, I just rediscovered these mysterious eyes, the girl who looks so sensual even in a long dress, the fairy-tale beauty I saw years ago. I don't want to lose her again."Nadya... Wait, Nadya!" She glanced over. I saw the expression on her face. She was terrified. She ran faster, but I was able to catch her. Honestly, her
"Look what's going on, Nadya, the slut choose a rich man as her target," said someone from our behind immediately caught our attention. Nadya and I saw her. She was a middle-aged woman with a messy hairstyle. She looked fierce. "Auntie..." Nadya said while she separated her hands from my grip. "So, she is your aunt, Nadya?" I asked Nadya. "Yes, this is my aunt. Her name is Gerda." I smiled at the aunt. To be honest, she doesn't look like Nadya's aunt. She looks more like her grandmother. I wanted to tell aunt Gerda that I was going to ask Nadya out on a date. I want to confess that I was in love with her niece, but before I could say anything, aunt Gerda said some disgusting words about Nadya: "How much did you pay for this slut? You look so rich. You must pay high for one night with her. You don't need to marry her, sir. Just take her away from here before she sleeping around with the entire man in this village." Early, I want to be n
That's Nadya; she's a good girl, always trying not to hurt anyone.I smiled at her."My pretty Nadya, everything you say makes me believe that you are the woman who deserves to be my wife," I said. I" You still have time to think about your decision."I smile and nodded."I want to ask you something, Nadya. Do you love me?""Well...You are a goodman,... I have a huge feeling for you. I respect you, and I adore you.""Just because of an umbrella, and my mother?""Well, yes... but no... I don't know Erwin. Everything comes so sudden."Nadya looks desperate. She looks so confused."I understand. Let's take the time to make the decision. But I am so glad that you feel comfortable around me. I'm glad that you trust me.""I will die for your happiness, Erwin.""What?""I mean... You and your mother are happy.""Why?""Because you are kind to me."We smiled at each other, still
Nadya started to look out of breath, so I stop kissing her. Reflexively, Nadya pulled herself away from me. She no longer sits on my lap. I want more, I want more than just a kiss, but it seems that Nadya doesn't want to do that. So, I asked her:"Want to do it again?""I think that's enough.""But, I want more, Nadya.""Next time, okay?""Okay," I said.I want to do that with her, but I won't force Nadya to make out with me. I'm not a disgusting rapist. I never touched a girl against the girl's will, and this applies to Nadya."I want to go home, Erwin," Nadya said. I think she was getting scared."Sure, let me take you home."I took Nadya to the front of her house door, and I didn't forget to ask about our date tomorrow. Nadya said that she would be working in the fields tomorrow morning so we couldn't go for walks. However, I wanted to be with Nadya, so I planned to accompany her to work in the cornfield. Before going
We were both silent, not knowing what else to talk about. There, in my bed, I was with Nadya. I, too late, realize that this was a 'dangerous' situation for both of us, especially when Nadya and I started looking each other in the eye. A moment later, Nadya smiled at me... damn it, that smile made me excited again. "You are so beautiful, Erwin," said Nadya. "You're even more beautiful." Nadya and I brought our faces closer to each other, and we kissed! I think, when we kiss this time, Nadya also enjoyed it. The kiss was immediately released by Nadya when she realized I wanted more. Luckily at that time, my mother came home. But, If I am not mistaken, Nadya was the one who tried to kiss me first. I took Nadya home, and she promises me tomorrow we would date again. In the days that followed, we dated like a happy couple. We have become very close to each other, and we have often been seen together in public places. On the street, at the market, on the beach, in the cornfield, etc. The
"Nadya... Your mother and father, they saw us from heaven, didn't they?" I said to comfort her. Honestly, I don't know what to say to comfort Nadya's heart. I've never felt what she felt; the loss of someone I love, well... my father is an exception because I hate him, so his death means nothing."I don't want them to see me," said Nadya. I was surprised when I hear her words."Why?""Because I don't want them to see all the bad things that have happened to me all these times, I want them to rest in peace, in heaven."A unique and strange thought came from Nadya."I don't understand," I said."I know my parents love me very much. If they saw me being beaten or abused, they would feel bad, Erwin, their war and worldly pain is over, and now they are in heaven. Of course, it would bother them a lot if I looked unhappy here. Do you know? Every time someone does something bad to me, I always say in my heart: I'm not hurt, mother, father, I am com
"I am afraid, Erwin... I am really afraid," she said."Honey... Don't worry... It's all right... It's going to be okay... I am here," I said to comfort her. Tomorrow is our wedding day, and here is Nadya; she is afraid she will not speak the wedding vow properly. She was still worried even after I told her that she sounded good."Well, there is another problem," she said again."Honey... tell me... what is that?""I am afraid... about the kiss... Do we have to kiss in front of the guests... I am not a good kisser.""So that is the problem," I said while laughing."It's all right... we don't have to show a 'good' kiss; we are not in the porn-maker studio. So is the wedding vow, honey... We don't have to impress people.""I don't want to impress people," she said. "I just don't want to embarrass you.""Oh god, my honey... here here" I hug her, and then I whisper to her ear :"My dear baby, how could I be ashamed to have a
"Oh god… Oh my god… How could it be? Is she really a human? She is fucking pretty, Erwin. My eyes will blind if I see her for a longtime," Jonathan is screaming.Of course, Jonathan, my best friend, my comrade, and my assistant finally met Nadya. Previously, Nadya and I had arrived in Utopia city, and Jonathan met us at the airport. So, I introduced Nadya to him. Like the others, he saw Nadya as a lovely girl. Luckily he is asexual. Otherwise, I would have suspected that he had fallen in love with my wife. How dare he praise a wife in front of her husband."Nice to meet you, sir," My Nadya said with a polite tone."Oh dear, just call me johny," Jonathan said."Hey...hey...how dare you call my wife as 'dear'. You want to die huh?" I said in a slightly angry tone."Hey... Nadya, do you know what is this old man name" said Jonathan. He talked to Nadya while pointing his finger at me."Off course, he is my husband