"John, Give me the stick. I cannot find it"

"Wait. I am in the kitchen. Coming right away."

Jonathan's voice comes from   kitchen, making breakfast for both of them. Jonathan has been always punctual, surely his parents' influence. His parents raised him in discipline and their guidance, despite the fact his father always gone for his business trips and his mother, a designer. Their concern for their only child was to make him their heir, as every parents would want but they never made him feel the love or the freedom as he was scheduled to take tuitions and knowledges to be a perfect man and a heir. Perfection all they needed. He had hardly enough time to himself. He had friends, but all of them were either for his money or reputation. Jonathan has been always alone until he found Freya, who not only show him how to live a life, but also made him fallen hard for her.

Freya, always a cheerful soul, never complained of not having parents as she was raised by foster care. She is the first one who made him break all the college rules, she is the first one who made his adrenaline go up when jumping from the chilly fountain; naked. She is the one who made him sleep on the grass looking at the night sky, praising the beauty of the dark. She is the first one who makes him feel free, she is the one that he needs; wants. She never cared for perfection.

Making breakfast is not easy, when you haven't done cooking once in your life but in few months, Jonathan seems to doing it great. Puting the fried eggs on a plate he hears the sound the toaster makes, letting him know the toasts are ready. He takes the toasts, placing it carefully on the plate he glance at the old wooden clock that is hanging on the wall across the room. The clock says it is almost time for him to go to his work although he is ready but he needs to make sure that Freya is alright and she has all the needed things within her reach. It seems the nanny is not going to come so it is only making him more restless and worried for Freya.

Suddenly he hears a thud from the room Freya is. Without delaying a seconds, he goes running with two plates on his hands, surely worried. When he enters he sees Freya is on the ground and searching for anything that can help her to get up.

"What are you doing? I told you to wait", Jonathan asks while placing the plates on the nearest table.

"I need to go to pee", hearing her sweet morning voice, Jonathan cannot control but to let out a chuckle when Freya gets mad, "I fell and you are laughing?"

"Sorry, sorry. Come'n, let's get you to bathroom", he holds her slim waist and pulls up when they both stands to a pose where both are embracing each other. She reaches only his chest as she was made only to fit for him. Her soft hands are placed on his chest. He strokes her cheek with another hand while making their way into the bathroom.

"Wow, you know you could be a great chef one day," Freya tells munching on the toast.

"I think, I should quit my business and starts working in a restaurant," sarcasm in his tone, makes both of them chuckle while Jonathan reaches out to her and kiss her lips.

"I love you," says Jonathan while he puts a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh! You do?"

"Nah, I don't think so," says Jonathan in reply while shrugging and Freya laughs and says, "I love you too."

While enjoying their breakfast the door-bell rings and Jonathan kisses her forehead before parting to open the door.

Opening the door he sees, his parents. After 3 long years, why they have come now? To accept Freya? To accept him? The day he told his parents about Freya, not only they disapproved but also they disrespected her. He left the house and took Freya with him to start a new life. Not a day passed without their struggle. He opened his own business, he did everything in his power to protect Freya and make her happy although he knew she would never complain. In his business, she helped him more than one could do. She provided him mental support, physical support. She did all so that he won't collapse.

But life had another way to test their love, Freya had a disease from her childhood which was unknown until few months ago. Her eyes. She won't be able to see the world or the light, she won't be able to see him anymore. Her retina is damaged now, so she can't see. If only they knew a little earlier, her eyes could be saved. It's too late now.

Upon seeing his parents to the door, Jonathan asks, "Yes?"

His expression is neutral so his mother replies, "John! We are your parents. Can we not see you?"

"You can but after you approve her."

"John, we heard she is blind now. We also heard your business is not doing well." His father reply does not surprise him as he knew his father is a well known tycoon so he has many birds to tell him these much information.

"So what?" Jonathan bluntly says.

"John, you know I can help you in your business. Stop struggling son when you have everything." His father tries to convince him.

"Yes, but that is not my business. It's yours and yes I am struggling as it is my struggling time."

"John, come with us. We can at least support you. This girl can't even support you, she's blind! She can't even cook or walk on her own. How can she look after you in your struggling time. I told you she is a mistake. Look at you John, you've lost so much weight. She's a burden now. You can't do both together. Can you?" His mother says which makes John to hate them even more.

He says as shortly and calmly as possible so he can't lose his temper, "Mom, I think I've heard enough. Don't make me forget, I had parents. Please leave."

He closes the door and panting as his anger rises with a hint sadness. They could've supported him instead of throwing insults. Suddenly he remembers Freya was there too, she must've heard everything.

He dashes to her when she's sobbing. Seeing her in pain, it stabs his heart

He pulls her his embrace saying, "Freya, don't listen to them."

"B-but they are right. I am only here to take you down John. I can't even cook or walk. You did mistake to chose me. You should have gone to your parents they can help you. I am going to burden you. You should le-leave me." Her words hitch saying leaving him.

"You sure you want to leave me? Then I'll leave you." He says sarcastically to ease her when she stiffen in surprise tears rumbling in her eyes.

He smiles, "I can never leave you Freya. I don't care what they are saying. You matter the most. And these struggles are here to make us strong. You are already helping me to be a man. Your man. These struggles are just for now, Freya. If you are with me, I can handle a billion struggles. You give me the power."

He kisses her forehead and adds, "Seeing your morning face, of course your saliva dribbling from your mouth which is gross," she hits his chest while he chuckles and says again, "are best mornings in my life. Yes, you can't do anything, you need help. Yes, I made a mistake. You are the best mistake I have ever done. Indeed you are a burden that I have to endure, a beautiful burden that I will endure."