A long chappy coming up, so hold tight.

Just a little disclaimer; the event/occasion that I mentioned along the story is fully out of my imaginations and I don't know if there's actually something like that existed.

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Kameela Devgan

"Great. Shall we leave now? We can go around the city." He mentioned, dragging me along. We walked to our already waiting rental car and begin driving across almost every visiting places. We also had our lunch with some linners here and there while visiting these places.

Tranquility, the city of lights, is somewhat the bestest place I ever visited. The beauty and cultural city had so many inspiration to speak about, especially on the genre of arts.

It was closest to sunset by the time we finally decided to call it a day and when we were driving by the road, something took my attention.

"Dhi, what is that?" I asked him, titling my head to catch him adjusting on the direction I showed.

"I'm not sure. Let's go and find out then." He informed and turned the wheels towards the entrance of the spot where I had showed him.

What catch my eyes was the enormous groups of people wandering around from a counter booth with a piece of paper to another direction. We parked the vehicle shortly and begin walking towards the counter booth.

"Hello, may I know what's the event here?" Dhilip enquired one of the crew from the booth and I saw the same people who bought this papers, to be writing something on it at another empty booth.

"Hello to you too, sir. This is an event of Manqué, which means something to miss. People come by on these days to write on a message for their loved ones who they miss everyday." The polite lady explained while holding onto a paper.

"Then, they will be making a paper boat on the same paper and will let it sail on the river right around that corner. They believe that the paper boats would eventually reach the person who they wrote too while it sails over the water flows." She pointed to another side of a pathway where I saw people walking across one by one with a paper boat readily on their hold.

"If you have someone that you're missing so badly, you can write anything that you wish for them to hear. So, sir and madam, do you want to give it a try? It's a free of charge anyway." She joked, her clear American accent making it all obvious for Dhilip to chuckle but I was afar from here.

My brain reeling in reverse to the once upon a time, when I used to make fun about writing a letter for my Love God.

"What if....I disappear in thin air suddenly? You will be hurt so badly and that's the last thing I want to happen." His confession ringing in my head again.

"Then, I will write you a letter. Like the old times, when a wife of a military man writes him a letter so he knows that she's waiting for him to return home safely sooner. I will write one to you so you know that I'm patiently waiting for you to comeback to me."

I was never serious when I made that statement, it was meant to be a joke to life up his mood. But I never was aware or serious of the pain that about to hit me with a tragic turnover since the day he walked out on me.

"What would you write for me?" A small smile adorning my lips, just by thinking of his adorableness in that question he asked me that day. The same time, a dead knot formed on my stomach by thinking that it was just a souvenir to store as memories right now.

"I want to do it." Dhilip stared at me for a second and nodded his head with a grin. "You just read my mind." He said, turning back to the lady while offering two papers for us.

We each held one and went to another booth one the side with a standing table, along with a pen. I took a deep sigh while gripping onto the pen tightly and I ducked it towards the paper, ready to write my heart out for that one person who I longed for everyday. My sight got foggy just by the words that came as flow.

꧁ꕥ꧂

Dear, Love God...

You remember me? I'm your 'baby' here. You almost made me forgot my own name just by calling be this everytime. But now, no one's here to call me that.

Everything seems to be a nightmare to me, Love God. I don't know for how much longer I could bear this up, especially when I'm seeing every inch of you in that Adrian. Having you that closer but couldn't be able to touch you the way I wanted, was excruciating. Though, I know that he is not the man I loved, he is not you.

I know I promised you that I will be alright upon your returning back to the real you, but I'm living with no life now. I was never aware that this separation would be this painful, maybe if I do back then, I might not given any chance for us to be together after all. You gave me plenty of hints of the consequences but I was strong-headed to give my heart ago. I listened to my heart, I let it fell in love deeply until I made it to crumble in pieces.

I'm not going to ask much but for only one last thing. I want you to come back to me, just once, so that I could confess my feelings to you wholeheartedly.

I love you, Love God! I love you so much! And I want you to know this. I beg you, come to me just one last time so that I can say this out aloud.

From, your 'baby'....

꧁ꕥ꧂

I was in tearfulness by the time I end my writing and two arms pulled me in for a hug. I took the chance and grieved myself on him. "It's okay. It's okay." He cooed tenderly and that really put me in ease.

It took me several minutes to settle on my emotions and when I was done, we had the cue to make a paper boat already. I read onto my letter one last time before folding them alike origami and I caught Dhilip briefly kissing the top of his letter while faint tears gambled on his eyes.

It reminds me of his loss. The loss of the woman he loved, right infront his eyes. His condition was way more worse than mine, but he's still here, smiling and moving on for good.

"You want me to help you?" He asked me with a doubtful grin as he caught me staring.

I shook my head. "Urm, no. I'm fine."

"Really? Okay then, let's see who make the boat first." He laughed, nudging on my side with a smirk now.

"I'm going to win." I was folding impatiently, glancing once awhile to the guide board ahead which includes the steps one by one.

"No. I'm not going to let that happen." He said and I waste no time to look into his progress as I was focused on my boat.

"Done!"

"I'm done too!"

We shrieked with jittery in unison and we made it together. "Give me a five? We both won." Dhilip announced with a chuckle, raising his palm to me. I slapped mine onto his and we laughed at our childishness.

"I think the river is that side." Dhilip said and I agreed with him.

We walked on the pathway with people crossing by and finally made it to the riverside. People scooted closely to the river here and there as they sail their boats freely. We saw many paper boats alike us sailing on the flow of the water and it was quite a rare view.

"Come on, let's sail ours." He pulled me along to one of the empty spot of the riverside and position ourselves to let it sail.

We let it sail as I evident my paper boat taking off smoothly with Dhi's. We waited till our paper boats disappear from our sights and when it was almost out of our vision, I swallowed the sanity to let down the fogging up tears. "I hope it reaches you, Love God." I whispered to myself and turned away.

I closed my eyes, shushing myself from crying. Suddenly, my handphone rang and I reached into my pocket to grab on it. It was an unknown foreign number, probably the French's. But I have no one here to call me in this number. I attended the call anyway, thinking it might be an emergency.

"Miss Devgan." He spoke and I was hooked by the effect this other side person held on me. "Are you there?" He spoke again upon my response of silence.

"Ye-Yes, sir. I'm here. How....can I help you?" I was glad that my voice never betrayed me entirely.

"I want you." It's a simple three words but it was all enough to stop my breathing. Such hoarseness in his tone reminding me of my Love God.

I felt Dhilip tilting his head to my side while watching my reaction. He raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Miss Devgan, are you there?" He asked and I got out of my reverie.

"Yes. I mean, I'm here sir. Sorry." I apologized, pacing away from the riverbank while signalling Dhilip to follow me behind.

"Good, now as I said, I want you. Now." He sounded stern and the pressure on his last word put me in daze, strangely turning me on.

What is happening to me? He is not my Love God.

"Urmm...sir?"

"Yes?" He mouthed.

"What do you....mean by, now?" I asked, unsure of what is he up to. As I'm aware, all the work begin tomorrow.

"Why not? We came here for work, Miss Devgan. And not for any romantic outings when you're here with a free-of-charge kind of usage. You think I paid all this money for you to spend it with your boyfriend?" Now this is why this Adrian Reed Smith can never be my Love God, he simply had the nerves to rattle me.

"But the work starts tomorrow, sir." I suppressed the anger within me and voiced out blankly.

"I know that, I want you right now to choose me the clothes for tomorrow. I don't want to wear something that I would hate when I'm paying for almost everything in this campaign. Be here quickly." The call went dead right away and he didn't even wait for my reply.

Ugh, he's so full of himself.

"Work calls?" Dhilip asked and he was trying so hard to cover the laugh that erupts.

I pouted with a frown. "Yes."

"Aww, that's okay, I will be right by your side and by the way...." He trailed, flicking his brows playfully.

"What?" I can see that something is up.

"This paper boat idea, really works on your case." Dhilip said.

"Huh?"

"It reaches him and that's why he called you right when the boat vanished. So you see, it works." He explained, taking me by shock.

"What the hell? No, he's not my Love God. It's....It's purely coincidence with his call." I protested, unable to accept this statement.

"Yeah, right. And I have four arms. Come on, Kameela, isn't it obvious? He's into you. He's extremely jealous of my being and that's why he had to act all frustrated whenever I'm here around you. He has his eyes only on you and he even ignored that slinky lady with him. He might not behave like a Love God, but I swear, he has him inside there." Even though a small part of me had this similar thought too, I couldn't bring myself to absorb on this.

But what if it was true? Why does Adrian has to call me right after my boat went away? Is my Love God still there in him? Will I ever get another chance to have the man I love, to confess my eternal feelings to the said man?

Hola, amigos!

Just to let you all know, this book would come to an end within 6-7 chapters or can be less from here on.

Ps; this is not a joke....(─.─||）