C4 The Way He Proposed Me Part 1

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"Just got home, huh? How are you doing today?"

His voice came from behind the cell phone, and I stuck it to my ear, the voice of my boyfriend, Rafael, whom I hadn't seen in two weeks. He went to Tianjin, China, representing the company he works for to receive an award. Of course, it made me proud. Out of all the employees working in the company, Rafael was chosen to fly to China to receive the award. If I think back, he had only been working at the company for about a year and a half.

Talent and intelligence will not deceive results. Although counted as a new worker, if the company can rely on his abilities, it is certainly not impossible that even senior workers can be defeated by him.

"Andrea," Rafael called. I smiled as I realized how stupid I was. Even on the phone like this, I still managed to daydream.

"Sorry, I had something on my mind just now," I replied, trying to be honest.

"Thinking about what? Must be thinking about me, huh? Do you miss me?" he asked repeatedly, annoyed because he was too confident. I chuckled secretly here.

"When are you coming back to America?"

I tried to change the subject instead of responding to him, who would get even bigger-headed if he knew I missed him here.

"Hm, I'm already in America."

"Huh? Seriously?" I chuckled in surprise. Why didn't he tell me if he went back to America?

"Yes, I'm already in America. Just arrived yesterday afternoon."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"On purpose, it's a surprise. You're home now, right?"

I pursed my lips, annoyed by his attitude that was often like this—secretly doing something without telling me first.

"You're habitual like that. I don't like you hiding things from me like this," I said a little snappishly, intentionally so that Rafael would realize my annoyance towards him. I heard him chuckle on the other side.

"It's not a surprise if I tell you from the start that I going back to America," he replied.

"I don't like surprises like this. I'd rather you talk honestly with me. Notify all your activities. Me too. I like to share all my daily activities with you."

He chuckled again on the other side, successfully igniting my emotions to rise to the surface.

"I'm lazy when you're like this. Habit of not saying anything is wrong."

I was about to hang up the phone if only his soft voice hadn't caught my ears.

"Sorry, I won't hide anything from you anymore," he said. I squinted here without his knowledge.

"Promise me first, from now on, if anything happens, tell me immediately. Don't hide anything or keep it secret. Please tell me straight away if you have a problem. We have to share. That's the function of being a couple," I said.

"OK, dear. I promise."

I smiled with satisfaction hearing that.

"Where are you now?"

"Guess where?" He asked back in a mischievous tone. I rolled my eyes lazily.

"Don't say you're at my house. You're hiding in one of the rooms in my house, right?"

I walked through the house. I was opening the doors of the rooms closest to where I was.

"Rafael," I called because I couldn't hear his voice on the other side, even after I ensured the phone was still connected.

"Are you really hiding in my house? Get out quickly. Your joke is not funny, it's annoying. I don't like playing cat and mouse like this."

I grumbled while my feet kept walking, and my hands kept opening one door after another in the house. However, I couldn't find his figure anywhere.

"Try going to your room now," said Rafael, finally responding again.

I already thought he was hiding in my house. That isn't funny. I obeyed his words and rushed up the stairs to the room on the second floor.

"I will punch your face in a moment. Here I am standing in front of the bedroom door."

"If you want to hit, why do you have to say it first? You are very funny. You should just hit me straight away, don't tell me first so I'm shocked. It wouldn't be fun if I suddenly found out you were going to hit me. How about I run away before you can hit?"

"Tsk, it's noisy. You're really annoying," I said, annoyed because he was laughing at me on the other side.

Without wasting any more time, I opened the bedroom door. Get ready to hurl insults at my ignorant lover. However, I couldn't find his figure. The room was empty as usual because only I was allowed to enter.

"You weren't in my room? Where are you actually?"

OK, I'm starting to get angry now. Rafael seemed to be teasing me.

"You turn on the radio. You will hear my voice in a moment."

After that, the telephone connection was cut off, and Rafael disconnected it unilaterally. I grumbled, looking at the cell phone screen. Even though my heart was irritated by my boyfriend's silly games, I still followed his words.

I turned on the radio in the room. I am letting music play from my favorite radio station. Have I mentioned that I have a hobby of listening to the radio? Listen to music or other broadcast programs.

I threw the sling bag onto the bed. I opened the cardigan so that my body was only covered in a sleeveless t-shirt and super tight dark blue jeans. I just came home from the hospital. After graduating from nursing college, I decided to work. I have been a nurse for almost a year at a hospital in New York.

When I thought there was no harm in lying on the soft mattress for a moment to relieve fatigue before going to the bathroom to clean myself, I was startled when I heard Rafael's voice. Yes, I just listened to his voice, not in the room, not on the phone, but on the radio. Quickly stepping away from the bed, I moved to sit in the chair beside the radio.

After I looked again, it was true that Rafael's voice was heard on the radio. He's on an interview show. Could it be that my boyfriend is in the radio studio? He was there, considering that this talk show was a live event.

At first, I heard them discussing business, about an award from China received by the company where Rafael worked. Until now, they have started discussing Rafael Brandon's personal life. I still listen faithfully.

"You already have a lover?"

The question directed by the host at Rafael sounded loud. My heart was beating faster than usual when Rafael's voice was inaudible for a few seconds as if he was hesitant to answer.

"Already."

I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as I heard the answer.

"Have you two been dating for a long time?"

"Hm, not bad. The two of us have been dating since we were in high school. Now is our seventh year of dating."

"Wow, that was a long time ago. Why does it last so long? Tell us the secret. Surely viewers at home will also want to hear."

I gulped at the host's question. More precisely, I was curious to hear Rafael's answer.

"The point is to maintain trust. If we trust each other, and try to understand each other's conditions, the relationship will definitely last."

I nodded subconsciously, agreeing with Rafael's brilliant answer.

"What type of woman is she?" The host asked again. "She must be very beautiful, huh?" he continued.

Again, I felt nervous waiting for Rafael's answer. That was the first time I heard Rafael's opinion about me in front of many people.