Chapter 13 - Chapter 12

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((( ZHIO )))

Only when my eyes met the huge cross at the altar did I realize that the car took me to a chapel. I was too troubled to even notice. How long has it been since I last visited such a place?  How long has it been since I last prayed? I couldn't recall.

"If you don't want those roses, then give it to Him," she ordered.

"Tell Him all your worries. And I'll tell Him mine too."

She released my arm and took the porcelain vase at the feet of the low podium. She removed the wilted flowers on it and waited for me to put the roses in. I wasn't exactly religious and not really obedient but I couldn't understand how this woman made me obey so easily.  

"Stay there while I throw these out," she advised as she pointed at the dried flowers.  

I was left alone, holding the pot and dumbfounded. I felt so calm around her. She doesn't even seem to know who I am. So I really wasn't that famous? I couldn't help but smile at that little discovery.

She took the vase from me and busily searched for something in her bag. She looked at me like a worried kid when she failed to get whatever she hoped to find,

"Too bad these flowers will wither fast…"

"You need water," I mindlessly suggested.

"Yes of course," she stared at me like I've just said something stupid.

Which I did. Of course she must be searching for a bottled water in her bag. A bottled water! I remembered Deo stopping by the convenience store for a bottled water. He's a desert; always too thirsty.

"I've got water in the car," my words came out easily.  

"Hurry and get it," she excitedly said.  

Am I getting bossed around by this lady? Regardless, I hurried out and ran like a robot on a mission to get the bottle.  

She poured the generous content and aimed to put the pot on the high space by the altar.

"You're too small to reach it," I said in thoughtless observation "I'll put it instead."

She glared her round eyes at me in an adorable annoyance,

"You're only tall because you're a man."

She handed the vase in a swift motion so little drops of water spilled out. How could this woman make me act so dumb? I smiled. Women indeed…This girl might just be after a possible sponsor for this old chapel. How shrewd!

She was already on the kneeler when I turned, hands clasped together in a prayer. I sat on the pew behind her and watched her back heave softly as she breathe.

Suddenly I was analysing, noticing the little things about her. Her frame was small like a teenager, skinny but nonetheless with pleasing curves. Her brunette hair fell delicately on her shoulder and ended on loosely tied curls.  

Her eyes were brown almonds…

"Are you done praying?" she asked. I was surprised to suddenly meet her eyes for real. My heart raced in shock and I hoped she didn't see me staring.

"How was it? Did you feel relieved?"

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