Young and beutiful
Young and beutiful
It was a very beautiful sight on the road, the air was cool. The afternoon sum was right in front of us while we were driving to Sodere. I was really happy that my girlfriend had agreed to com with me . that weekend, she was particularly happy then she wouldn’t stop smiling and she particularly looked beautiful when she smiled. Seeing her smile like that took me to back to the first day we’ve met.
I used to work for an agency as a manager .My life was boring then, I was lonely the and really didn’t have much to do and then one day the legal adviser for the agency had been had been transferred I hoped that they wouldn’t send another boring adviser like the one before. He really had an attitude problem and was usually grumpy. Well for my surprise they sent a very beautiful woman I was shocked and was totally intrigued by her appearance when she came into my office to introduce herself “I shouldn’t jump to conclusions” I thought to myself “ She could be the supervisor from the organization “ , then she spoke.
“Hi, my name is W/rt Beza Getachew. I’m the new legal adviser for the agency.” She said in a very friendly voice ”you must be the manger”.
“Well it says on the door” I said as I introduced myself. I gave here the papers she needed for her work and told my secretary to help her organize her office.
The rest of the day I couldn’t do anything but think about this woman.
After work I offered to take her to the cafeteria and offered her a cup of coffee. After that we to know each other very well .
That’s was two years ago and now I was in love with this woman an was going to ask her to marry me this weekend. “I hope she doesn’t turn me down” I was thinking to myself. “It must feel really bad if the woman you love turns down your marriage offer. Even though I’ve repeatedly told her that I love her she had never told her told me that she loves me before, that worried me a little.
I had told had told her earlier that I had a surprise for her and she was going out of her mind t out of her mind trying to figure out what it was, but she never guessed it .I’d assume if it was just another woman it would be the first thing on her mind. she would say “oh, my God you’re going to propose“ but not her. She’d rather guess it was...
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