His Ideal Woman

Chapter 1

ELJEHANNI ELITES CIESTA's POV

Sta Rosa Province

I removed my sunglasses when I read the name I was going to. I smiled sweetly. My coming home was a surprise, that's why I commuted from NAIA to this province. Yes, I just got back from the States.

Even though I got too hot on the bus because the passengers were crowded there. Add to that that it was hot at first because there were a lot of people riding, but when my feet set foot in this province, I felt better.

It's not hot in the province, even though the sun is a bit cold. The air here is still fresh and there is no air pollution. The surroundings are also peaceful and beautiful to look at even if you only see tall trees.

I wore my sunglasses again. I'm wearing a white longsleeve with long sleeves but it's a crop top style, so you can see my belly button. The skirt is down with flap fabric on the shorts so it still looks more like a skirt. I'm wearing blue sneakers. Red beanie too and I let my long straight hair loose.

Carrying my suitcase, I started walking. Our villa is still far away. I hope at least someone goes through this in practice. But it's impossible, we're the only ones living here except on the other side and Papa's staff.

In less than five minutes, I immediately felt tired. I snorted. I just want to surprise my parents but hell I'm tired. I wiped the sweat forming on my forehead with the back of my hand and took a deep breath.

I walked for a few minutes and I heard the footsteps of a horse. It's like my heart has been revived. That sound was coming from somewhere behind me, so I turned around. I extended my hand to stop the horse-as if I was just stopping a taxi.

The horse rider is a man. He was wearing a black t-shirt and a red vest. His pants were brown that fitted his long legs, and a pair of black boots but I couldn't see his face because of his cowboy hat.

He stopped in front of me and my smile widened. I even backed away when his horse kicked and his hat fell off. I was willing to pick it up and was about to give it to him when I was stopped.

I swallowed violently when I saw his face. Why is the shape of his face so perfect? Thick eyebrows, piercing nose, red lips. His jaw was wide and his throat also went up and down. His hair is long, his hair looks like bangs because it falls on his forehead. I can't say that he has a dark complexion because his whiteness sparkles when the sunlight hits him.

Our eyes met and even though I was wearing shades, it was as if he could see my soul. It's cold and deep if he can stare.

I cleared my throat. My heartbeat suddenly accelerated and that's not normal, ha.

"Here. Can I ride in your horse? I just want to be there, oh. I'm so tired," I said and pointed to where I was going to go. He looked at it and coldly looked at me again.

"I can't," he answered quickly. Why, he immediately rejected me.

"Huh, why not?" I asked in surprise. He looked at me from head to toe and then his jaw tightened. "Please, my legs are shaking and I can't even stand straight. I'll only go to the end," I said and I couldn't escape his slightly raised eyebrows.

"Villa Ciesta?" he asked and I nodded. I don't doubt that he knows my parents' villa. Because we are known here, eh. We own the land.

"Yes. Can I?"

"Still can't. Villa Ciesta is not a place for those-"

"I am not a foreigner and I did not come here just to go for a walk or something. I came from here actually," I said. Isn't it obvious that I understand the word Tagalog? Or maybe he was surprised by my accent. Because I lived in the States for a few years, the way I spoke changed. My parents noticed that. Just because I met only foreigners while staying there.

"No. I can't help you," he denied. He quickly snatched his hat from me. He put it on and then he made his horse run again.

"I wish I could but it's stuck!" I commented and I don't even care if he hears me. I almost tripped on the side of the road.

He does have a look. He is very handsome but he has no facial expression. It's hard to read. I just shook my head and started walking again with my long face. Thank you

The wheels of my suitcase make noise even though I walk slowly. Because if I speed up, I'll just get tired right away. I still have a long way to go. I will even pass through the small town. I will suggest to Papa that he put a golf car on it so that it will not be difficult for people who want to come to our villa or for our farmers to use it.

But neither. His men have horses and their own cars. He himself provided it. I took a deep breath. I stopped for a while and then I squatted on the road. I was panting but I heard the footsteps again. I looked up but my forehead was still wrinkled when I saw the familiar build of his body.

Is the man back? Huh?

I stood up just as his horse stopped. He immediately extended his hand to me. I stared at his big palm. That's rough, because maybe it's already scratched at work.

"What's that?" I asked him in confusion.

"Your suitcase is mine."

"Huh? Why?" He's confusing me.

"Why do you have so many questions?" he asked irritated and immediately jumped down to grab my suitcase. He put it on the horse ahead of him then he followed and with one of his palms he presented it to me again. I don't know what to do. "Will you ride or will I just leave you here?" he asked again annoyed.

Out of confusion I accepted his hand and he guided me to ride on his horse. I can't sit up straight because my skort is too short. He peeked from behind and I followed his eyes as he fixed them on my thigh. I covered it with one of my hands while the other held onto his side.

I can already smell his perfume and his natural scent. Seriously, he looks like he's sweating but he still smells fresh. I think he has a secret to not lose his body odor, right?

He even took off his vest and gave it to me. "What's this for?" I asked him.

"Will that be followed?" he asked again. He was really annoyed with me.

I just covered it with my legs and I could breathe easy because I was comfortable. I wasn't ready for him running a horse when he suddenly made it run.

My two arms automatically wrapped around his waist and my cheek pressed against his back.

"What?! I am not ready yet!" I screamed in annoyance. He ignored me and just focused on his horse. This man is really pissed off.

He was lucky because he got a free hug from me. Alas, I do not hug any man. Because I already have a boyfriend.

That was true that I already had a boyfriend and it was Sydney. Our relationship is on and off because I often catch him with a girl. I don't feel anger or jealousy or anything. Because we don't love each other. We just enjoy our company because that hudas has a sense of humor.

I did come home to her in a bad mood because she said I was leaving her all of a sudden. It was his fault. Psh.

"Don't stick too close to me. Just hold."

"I'll fall if I don't tighten my grip on you," I said.

"You can cling to me without your chest touching. I can feel that behind me," he said without emotion.

Wow, in this day and age I'm going to meet a conservative guy, what? When I asked him for a little help, he immediately rejected me. I thought his attitude was bad but he still felt guilty and came back to me.

Then he didn't take advantage. Nah, I can see many men today who are that kind of person. To take advantage of women.

Is he done? He seems to be allergic to women, ay.

"You're so artistic, dude," I commented to him and I heard him hiss. Of course I didn't follow him but he slightly untied my arms so I couldn't cling to him too tightly.

I snorted again and I only touched the end of his shirt. I almost fell because he sped up the operation. My eyes widened because I heard the tearing of its fabric. He automatically stopped running again.

I let it go. I saw that I had torn it! Well, I didn't mean it!

"You're the one riding, are you going to tear my clothes?" he asked without emotion. I let air out of my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I'll just pay-"

"I do not need your money. Thanks." He is very ugly. I can't tell if he is a gentleman.

"Why is your art? It's better that your shirt is torn. Why should I fall, what?"

"You are talkative." I frowned. He grabbed my wrist again and wrapped it around his waist. "Hold on tight."

I just suppressed my smile and followed what he wanted. I fixed my beanie on my head when we got to town. I would like to just go down here but my body doesn't seem to want to move anymore. I'm comfortable sitting here. I don't even know why I liked hugging this stranger more.

To Be Continued...

Chapter 2

In the middle, some people blocked in front of us. His operation is slow because there are many goods that are almost empty. As usual, the surroundings are still colorful.

"Blue! Well, you brought a girl from Manila?!"

"You two got along? That's why I saw you hurrying earlier and how fast you were running your horse."

I quickly moved my face to the right side because they looked at my face. My cheeks got hot from what they said. What? Did we get along? Is that still a trend?

He is very famous here and he knows a lot of people.

"Your husband looks beautiful, Azul. Why, his complexion is so smooth and looks like... you'll have a hard time reviving him. I think it's too much for pampering." My nose wrinkled when I heard this.

"I can't see the face." I just rested my forehead on his hard back. Because they moved there, eh. I even fixed my hair to cover both my cheeks.

"No ho. He's just a stranger. I will take him there to Villa Ciesta," he promised politely and calmly. He is not affected. Meanwhile, I was knocked nervously in the chest. It seems I also have a butterfly in my tummy.

I never thought of going out with a guy just to hook up. Like ew, that's not on my mind.

"An alien?"

"Villa Ciesta? They do not receive visitors unless the Ciesta family has an occasion. Unless maybe she is the señorita of Señor Eldino and Señora Certiza." That's the name of my beloved parents. OMG, my arrival should be a surprise. They might get ahead of me when someone finds out about my arrival.

"Please, let's go," I whispered and pinched his back a little bit.

"We're leaving."

"Are you in a hurry?"

He didn't say anything and I felt relief again because we were far away but when I tried to look at them from behind, they were still looking in our direction. They are curious. I avoided looking at them.

"Who are they?" He did not answer my question. He is also a snob and doesn't care.

We finally arrived at our villa. I smiled when I saw that. I missed this place. I've been gone for a long time.

He also stopped his horse when we entered our big gate.

"It's down," he ordered and I looked at the ground I was about to step on. Too high. I heard him sigh and he went down first with my suitcase.

I grabbed the vest and his jaw tightened again. Why is he reacting like that? Thank you He always gets annoyed with me when I don't do anything for him.

He didn't extend his hand to me because instead he held me by both my waists. I stilled and it seemed like there was something in his palms. It was hot and the electricity flowed to my waist.

I tasted it a few times and he got me down too. When I look up to him, I will be the only one who will be in trouble. Is he tall? I think I just reached his lips or maybe just his shoulder.

With the closeness of our bodies, I can feel the tension between us. I'm hot and it's hard to breathe.

"Thank you," I said. His lips pressed together. Brother doesn't want to talk. I gave him his vest. He took it and did not wear it again.

"Blue? Who are you with?" We both turned around when someone spoke. His name is Azul? As in blue? Chos, kidding aside. "Wait... I seem to know him. I look like him." I took off my beanie. I fixed my hair first then I smiled at our maid who has been serving our family for a long time.

"How are you, Mother Lore?" I greeted with a smile and he even covered his mouth. She was shocked.

"Miss Eljeh?! Is that you, hija?!"

"The one and only Eljehanni po," I said and he ran to me. I distanced myself from the man who took me to meet Mother Lore.

When I was young, he also took care of me until I was old. So he is literally not just our servant. He is one of the people that Mama and Papa trust.

I bent down so that he could reach my face and his tears immediately fell to the side. It's red.

"It's you! You also disappeared from the villa for two years!" he said crying then he hugged me. I stroked his back because he started crying.

"Yes, I missed you Mother Lore. Where is my mom? It's a surprise so I didn't call that I'm coming today," I stated.

"Oh, I'm sure your Mama will be happy, Señorita! Your mother is in the living room having coffee because she says she has a headache." When he was about to pull me, I looked at the man. "Why, hija?"

"Thanks again. But can you go on? Just have coffee?" I asked and he frowned slightly. His lips twitched but he didn't say anything.

"Azul? He is our gardener, Señorita." I nodded. I was quite surprised by his work. Is he just our gardener? I'm not judgmental but that was surprising. But he looks like he's capable of life. With his handsome man, I didn't think he was just working for my family.

"You come in first?" I'm sorry again. I hope he agrees.

"Thanks anyway. I still have a lot to do," he denied. "I'll go first," he said goodbye to Mother Lore and then he got back on his horse.

I'm a little disappointed because I want to get to know him better. Even if he is stuck and doesn't pay attention. He doesn't seem to care about his surroundings and has no interest in women. Well, I'm going to see him anyway to say thank you. I suddenly felt something excited, huh?

"Leave it to Azul, Señorita. He's a private person, he's not a talker, he's not a friend, but he's a hardworking boy." I nodded. That's the beauty. Hardworking and not lazy.

"He's so handsome," I just said and Mother Lore laughed as she pulled me inside. Someone took my suitcase.

It feels really good to come home to your own home. His atmosphere is like this, it's like I just went back to my childhood.

Mama is in our living room. He was sipping coffee and still holding the mug. He also watches TV.

"Señora Certiza," Nay Lore uttered my Mama's name and she looked in our direction. When he saw me, he put down the mug and stood up. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Hi, Mom. Long time no see." His face was more shocked. I walked towards her and she greeted me too.

"Is that you, darling? Eljehanni?!" I chuckled softly. When I nodded her tears started to fall. I gently wiped it off.

"How are you, Mom? Did you miss me?" I asked her. She pulled my arms and wrapped me in a tight hug.

"Oh, God... Oh, God. My baby is home, Mother Lore! Oh, my God!" Mama said happily. Well, Mama is like a child, oh. We often talk through video calls, but I don't seem to have any feelings for him for a few years, ah.

He was laughing and crying as he hugged me. We hugged for a long time before he led me to sit on the couch. Mother Lore got us a snack from the kitchen.

"Did you miss me so much, Mama?" I asked softly. My hand was anchored on her arm and I was leaning on my Mama's shoulder.

"Of course, darling! Who wouldn't miss his only daughter? You've been gone for so long, Eljeh. Then go home without saying anything! I hope we can pick you up early in Manila. Did our baby commute?" I nodded.

"I just want to surprise you, Papa and Mama. I just took a short walk and I met... said to be our gardener." I bit my lower lip.

"Is that Azul, darling?" I nodded slowly and her lips rose up.

"Eh, what kind of look is that, Mama?" I asked laughing.

"Why did you blush when I mentioned Azul's name, darling? Do you have a crush on him?" She was accusing me. That's right.

"Mom, no!" I defend myself.

Mother Lore came back and started chatting with us while we were eating a snack. I got hungry.

"As in you blocked him, Señorita?" I nodded at Mother Lore's question.

"Women don't notice that, Eljeh. Especially..." My mother touched the hem of my dress. "He's a conservative man and he doesn't like sexy women." I was suddenly surprised by the strawberry juice I was drinking. Mom rubbed my back.

No wonder why, his jaw always drops every time he sees my thigh. That's why he's bored?

"Are you okay, darling?" Mama took a table cloth and wiped the side of my lips.

"I'm fine, Mom. I'm just shocked. Actually, he didn't let me ride at first. He just left me there but a few minutes later he came back. Then he gave me a ride. It's obvious that he's grumpy and a bit of a gentleman? Because he didn't let me be there alone," I said, feeling ashamed.

"Azul is a good boy."

"You, Mama? Mother Lore said you have a headache," I said. He shook his head and held my hand.

"That disappeared suddenly when I saw you, my son. I was just stressed by the amount of work I had," he said.

"I will handle it soon, Mama. So that you and Papa can relax. Then go on a honeymoon in another country." She chuckled softly.

"Oh, you." She gently pinched my cheek.

"You, Mother Lore? Is it your hubby? How are you?" One of Papa's men is Nanay Lore's husband. It's just that they didn't have a child but they said it was enough for the two of them to be together but they adopted someone.

"Your Father Jerome is fine, Señorita."

"I have a welcome for you. Everything is in my suitcase." I stood up to get my suitcase. I only have a few clothes with me. I will welcome them more, eh. I took them out one by one.

To Be Continued...

Chapter 3

"It already has names, Nay Lore and Mama. Just take a look," I said and they opened my luggage at the same time.

"You really bothered, Señorita."

"Of course, son."

"It's not possible for me not to greet you. I just got back from abroad," I said to which they both nodded. Mama returned to sitting and I leaned into her again. My tiredness has decreased a little.

"I'll call your Papa, darling. I know he'll be surprised when he finds out you're here." He tapped the keyboard of his phone. I even smiled when I saw the locked screen wallpaper. That's a picture of me and Papa, but I think I was five years old at that time. Papa picked me up and our cheeks were touching. We smile sweetly and look at the camera.

On his home screen wallpaper, there are three of us. It was taken on our graduation day. I was in the middle with both my parents and I hugged their arms.

I sipped my strawberry juice with a straw and Mama and I looked at my greetings again. Those are clothes, other accessories and chocolate.

"Thank you for this, hija." Mother Lore's face shows signs of satisfaction.

"No problem, Mother Lore. You have a dress there that I know you will like its fabric. She is not hot to wear and she is not thin either. I suggest to Father Jerome that he date you. He also has clothes there. I also have a treat for your son besides chocolate so he will like to study," I promised long.

"Oh my gosh. You know so much, Señorita. Thanks for this. I'd better go see my father and son first. I can't wait to wear it and show off your greetings."

"Go ahead."

"I'll be back later, Señora," he said goodbye to my mother.

"Not at all, Mother Lore." Nanay Lore is older than Mama so that's what she calls her. Even Papa, that's what he's called. To Dad Jerome, he just calls him big brother. Sometimes they work together. At the rice mill.

"Great, darling. I hope you look better and take care of yourself. Thanks God." Mama cupped my cheek and just stared at me.

"Of course, Mom. You are also the one I worry about when I neglect myself."

"Aren't you leaving, son?"

"Not anymore, Mom. Take over Papa's company from me. I want a baby brother," I joked making him laugh.

Dad and I were always busy so I became their only child. But they still tried and only Eljehanni Elites will be their child. They are satisfied that they only have one baby. Even though they were busy with their work, they still didn't neglect me. Because they have time management and their family is still their priority.

We can avoid being a broken family if we always have time with the people we love. It's not just love, trust and loyalty that is needed because communication is also the most important, our time to avoid having a rift in the relationship.

No matter how busy we are with what we do, whether it's work or something, our communication with them is still more important. It's easy, even ten minutes. We are now advanced technology, through text message, call just for one minute we can say that communication.

"Hon! What's wrong?!" I looked at the front door when I heard Papa's voice. He panicked and when I saw him entering he was already pale. It seemed like it was a long way when he ran just to reach our villa. "Eljeh?" He stopped when he saw me. I stood up from my chair.

"Hi, Papa," I greeted him. He slowed down walking towards me. I laughed softly and just greeted my father with a tight hug.

I felt him kiss the top of my head. "You're back home, son. I think your Mom is referring to you. God, I thought something bad had happened to him," he said. I also missed Papa's smell. My tiredness finally disappeared when I hugged the first man I loved.

"Miss you, Dad."

"I miss you too, son. You didn't even say you were going home. We could have picked you up," he said. My mom said the same thing earlier.

"This is a surprise, Papa." He held me by the back and we approached Mama. He kissed it on the lips and I moaned. They both laughed. They are still sweet as ever.

I was already sitting in the middle of them and Papa kissed my senses a few more times.

"Where is my welcome, son?"

"See, Mom? Papa is excited to welcome me. Then you and Nay Lore don't want to be welcomed." I reached for my backpack because apart from clothes, I bought a wristwatch. This is a couple. I took the purple velvet box and opened it.

"Wow... That's beautiful, darling."

"This is a couple, Mama. Papa's yours. When I saw this I remembered you." I grabbed Papa's wrist and put it on him. Indeed beautiful.

"Thank you for this, son."

"You're welcome, Papa. It's you, Mama."

"You really haven't forgotten us, darling," my mother said with a smile.

We talked for an hour before they sent me up to my room to rest. I laid my body down and less than a few minutes ago my eyelids felt heavy. Until I fell asleep.

I woke up when it was dinner time and Mama cooked our meals. I have eaten a lot again because I haven't tasted it in two years.

I still woke up early because I didn't feel anything anymore. I'm only wearing a white shirt and pink shorts. Half of my thigh can be seen.

I went to my balcony and ran my fingers through my long hair. When I leaned my elbow on the railings, my sleeves went down. I didn't fix it because I looked at the sky.

"Good morning, Sta Rosa Province," I said with a smile and one of my hands lowered as I stared at it.

The cool breeze kisses my skin. I yawned and then I stretched my body. While I was doing that, I noticed my brother staring at me, so I glanced to my left side.

His eyes meet mine and when he looked at my body, I straightened myself up and walked to the end of my balcony.

"Good morning, Azul," I greeted him. Just feeling close, Eljehanni?

He didn't greet me because as usual he was a snob. The morning is what he is stuck with. I watch him while he tills the ground. My room is on the second floor and I know he can still hear my voice. I just thought about going down to see him.

"Señorita, you're awake."

"Yes, Mother Lore. Can I ask for breakfast? Two cups of coffee."

"Of course, hija."

"It's over there in the garden, Mother Lore. Thank you and good morning." I kissed her cheek and went out.

Azul glanced at me but continued with his work. I sat down on the table. He's half-naked, wearing only black pants underneath and those boots.

Very, the size of his muscles. I feel like squeezing it over and over again. It's f-flexed. He is still handsome. It's like a pet work out. He hasn't sweated yet, what more can he do when he has sweat?

Oh, my God. It's like she's hot and sexy. I can't wait to see that.

I stood up and my two hands were behind me. I stepped towards him. I stopped to his left and looked at the land he was tilling.

Many crops of flowers. I think he changed the others so he is planting.

"Have you had breakfast, Azul?" I asked him. He didn't pay attention to me anymore. Hey, what a snob. I can smell her perfume again. I couldn't help but sniff it and he froze. When he turned to me, his eyebrows met. "What perfume do you use? May I know?" I mumbled.

I don't know why I had the courage to talk to him like this as if we were friends and close to each other. Maybe because I have adapted the habits of foreigners?

He sipped and moved to the other side. Because I'm so naughty I still followed him..

Even based on his outward appearance, he is difficult to live with. Because he is emotionless. Mother Lore is right. He is neither friendly nor talkative. He is just serious and quiet. He focuses on his work. Also does not like to interact with others.

Even so, I will not give up teasing him. I want to be friends with Azul. I don't know why and what is my reason for having an interest in being friends with him.

"Shall we have breakfast together, Azul? By the way, I'm Eljehanni Elites Ciesta, I'm 27 years old. You? Is your name just Azul? Of course there is a sequel to that, right? Your name is unique, huh? Azul, as in color blue?" I chattered to our silent gardener.

He kneeled one of his legs on the ground so I squatted. So that I can level his face. He quickly looked away, because I was facing him so I could see what he was doing.

"Señorita, your breakfast is here," said Mother Lore. I looked at her and the corners of her lips were raised.

"Just put it on the table, Mother Lore," I said and glanced at Azul. He was already sweating because it was dripping from his hair falling on his forehead. His nose is pointed and he doesn't seem to be pure Filipino. Maybe he has a half-half. His jaw, I've seen it tense several times. Her lips are naturally red. "Come on, Azul. Shall we have breakfast first?" I beg you. "Don't refuse grace, Azul. Do you know that? That's bad."

To Be Continued...