"Aiden, please get me a box too," Anya said.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back," Aiden pretended to take out his cellphone and turned his back to her.

Time passed, finally Anya filled two boxes full of strawberries, but Aiden was still standing in the same place.

Anya couldn't wait anymore, so she got up from her place and walked over to him.

Aiden closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. He knew he had been squatting in the garden for so long that suddenly he could see nothing when he stood up.

As long as he rested, he could recover.

When he heard the sound of Anya's approaching footsteps, Aiden opened his eyes. The sunlight looked too bright, luckily he could see again.

He put his cellphone back in his pocket and looked at Anya with a hint of guilt.

Anya smiled sweetly at him. "It doesn't matter if you don't help. I'm happy enough that you want to accompany me."

Aiden's heart ached when he saw that sweet smile. Could he see this smile again for years to come?

"How much should we harvest today?" Aiden asked.

"Are you tired?" Anya looked at Aiden worriedly. She just realized that the man had never done a job like this, so she was worried that Aiden wouldn't be able to keep up.

"No, I'm afraid you're tired," Aiden said fondly.

"I'm fine," Anya answered, looking at the strawberries around her. "We're done. Don't take the rest of the strawberries. Alisa will come on Saturday, let her play in the garden and pick them."

When Aiden heard that Alisa was coming again, his face immediately changed. "Why does Jonathan keep telling you to look after his child?"

"Something happened to his family and he was pretty badly injured because of what Nico and Harris had done. He couldn't take care of Alisa in this condition. I'll pick up Alisa on Saturday and I'll take her back to school Sunday afternoon." Anya nudged Aiden's arm softly. "Are you mad?"

"You are mine," Aiden said.

"I know," Anya laughed.

"Tell Nadine to send Alisa on Saturday. You will go with me instead," Aiden didn't want Anya to take care of someone else's child. If they had time to take care of someone else's kid, wouldn't it be better if they made their own?

"Okay." After Anya promised him, Aiden's face softened a little.

Today, they had filled 5 boxes full of strawberries and saved 1 box for themselves.

Then, Anya went to Lanny's flower shop near the bus stop where she usually left her bicycle.

When they got there, Lanny immediately came out and helped Anya to lift the strawberry box from her bicycle.

"Anya, is that your boyfriend?" Lanny grabbed Anya and asked her in a low voice.

Anya nodded with a smile.

"I often see him around. Just sitting quietly in his car looking at the bus stop with a dreamy gaze for hours," said Lanny.

"Is he waiting for someone?" Anya muttered.

"At first, I thought the same too. But who would want to wait for someone for two years? And since you came back to Indonesia, he didn't come again. Looks like he's waiting for you."

"Oh, really?" Anya felt her heart warm. Was Aiden really waiting for her?

On the way home, they rode on the electric bicycle, looking at the blue sky and the clouds above them. It felt so relaxing..

"How does it feel to live as an ordinary person?" Anya asked.

"How much do you get after selling 4 boxes of strawberries?"

"I gave Aunt Lanny a small price. 100 thousand for one box. That's pretty cheap compared to the price in the market. But since Aunt Lanny always buys a large quantity of flowers and plants from my mother, we give her a cheap price."

Aiden thought for a moment and said, "If I don't work in my office anymore and start living by growing strawberries and selling flowers, will I be able to make ends meet?"

"Of course you can," Anya laughed. "Don't you want to work at the company anymore?"

"I want to move to a village and live a quiet, peaceful life with you," Aiden laughed too.

Anya remembered what Lanny said earlier and decided to ask Aiden about it. "Aiden, Aunt Lanny said she often saw you going to the bus stop. Who are you waiting for there?"

"You..." Aiden replied.historical

Anya felt her eyes heating up. Aiden was really waiting for her. "Is there another place you go to besides that stop?"

"I sat in the Ferris wheel until dawn on your birthday last year. And when I came home, I had a fever," Aiden said.

"Is there more?" Anya asked with tears streaming down her face.

"I went to Mid Valley, where we first dated. Do you remember?" Aiden asked.

Anya nodded. She still remembered that they made love in the car while visiting Mid Valley.

"I was waiting in those places, hoping that you will come back one day. I know you will come back to me again," Aiden said with a smile.

Anya felt her throat tighten. She turned and looked at Aiden. "Have you missed me in the last two years?"

Aiden nodded. "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too. But I keep blaming you for what happened two years ago. I've really missed you and thought that you have forgotten me," Anya said, crying.

Aiden got off the bike and hugged her.

Anya could only bury her face in Aiden's arms. Her little hands were wrapped around the man's waist as she continued to cry like a child.

Two years had passed, Aiden never left her mind.

She would always wonder whether Aiden missed her as much as she missed him.

Did Aiden still love her as much as she loved him?

Anya only realized that Aiden was also thinking about her now.

The man had been waiting for her to come back to his side.

Their hearts might still bleed from the gaping wounds, but at least they were trying to treat it together now.

Aiden kissed the tears on Anya's face and said, "Don't cry. We'll never be apart again."

"No matter what, you shouldn't treat me like two years ago. I will face everything with you. Never hide anything from me again. Do you understand?" Anya shouted.

Two years ago, Aiden decided to keep his mouth shut to protect Anya. He divorced her and asked her to abort their child because he really loved her.

It was Aiden who carried all the burdens alone. But the love and marriage that Anya wanted was not like this.

Anya hoped that Aiden would share his burden with her, face the hardship or run away together.

Aiden thought about his eyes that might never see again and asked with a smile, "If I can't see again like before, can't see your smile and your beauty, do you still love me?"

Anya immediately stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Aiden's eyes instinctively, just like when Aiden was still unable to see. When she saw the man's lashes swaying slowly, Anya let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't say that, your eyes are fine. Even if we can't hear or see from old age, I will still love you. If I can't see, at least I can still hear your voice and be by your side. And if I can't hear, at least I'll keep looking at you," Anya said with tears streaming down her face.

Aiden wiped the tears gently. "Anya, I want to be with you until death do us part. I want to love you and live with you forever. And when you think of me one day, I want you to think of all the good memories about us."

When she heard Aiden's words, Anya was worried. "Aiden, are you hiding something from me?"