Everything went well, with all the dishes, I have eaten more than enough. Their dishes were tasty. I had many praises about my Rožata, the famous desert from my country. They wished to have more as I promised I would make it again. I never wanted to make the dish. But I could not find another option. It was easy to make. It is only the second time I made it. I never wished it to get that many praises. Maybe it was just beyond measure. They even gave me some blesses with gifts. I do not know, wishing someone should have told me the ritual so that I can make myself adjustable with them easily.
The day was off, cause we have a Euro cup from June, we will have reception with every footballer from our team, in the middle of July after Euro. I came back upstairs after his mom told me to talk with him more than 15 or 16 hours in a day. Now, till we fly in another country. I love the thing about my mother-in-law, how easily she mixed with me helped me to get everything easily, still helping so that I feel comfort here. She is so friendly to make everything clear for me. When I talk with her, I feel like I am talking with my same aged person. It remains just hidden in her. I already love her. Since the day of the ring and confirmation, she has managed everything for me. God bless her.
While coming upstairs, I saw the whole house from the stairs, big villa with rich class furniture and decors. Making me feel like a Bohemian style with a modern touch. It was beautiful and also strange, I haven't seen the whole house, but it has already impressed me. I was pleased somehow. After coming upstairs, I swing open the door to look at someone. But no one was there. I closed the door behind me and went to the balcony while seeing not a tiny petals of flowers left here for making me sure about human mistakes. They work in a very tight schedule and rules. They bedside, even the whole room, changed in a glance when we were taking the breakfast. Even they changed the curtains, too. It was all blue there, the bedsheets, blanket, curtains, tablecloths, sofa covers everything. I literally passed some seconds seeing all those. I have not faced those astonished moments in my entire life.
The balcony was huge, surrounding with coloring flower vases and pots. I have another talent for gardening, as I smelled the new scent, which was coming from those fresh flowers. It is true that no man will decorate their balcony with flower vases or anything related to girl's things. Even though they love gardening. I was feeling, for me, for my taste, they or HE put all those in the balcony. I love greens. I am sure my Ma told them about those. I do not put that information on my Wikipedia. They would never go to search for it, too. However, I am standing there, holding the edge of the balcony, closing my eyes, and taking a long, deep breath. I rotate my eyes around 180 degrees. Only I see, was all green. The flowers are arranged in a row. Each color has different rows. It feels like a rainbow separated its color and spread those around, one by one. How charming it was! I heard they have around 10,000 square feet of land with amenities and securities. I love the thing about them that some of them love gardens and trees and have filled the whole with it. I might not prefer anything else here.
I was capturing the beauty with my eyes. I was remembering how busy I used to be when I was living around 1451 kilometers away. Some of my plants died because of insufficient water. Nobody ever cared, like I did to them, about my things let alone me? I wish I had someone there in Croatia to care about my plants. At least then I could have something for making myself alright. But my luck is just the same as mine. Bad!
Unbearable. I was just humble to everything. I could not care about my plants. When I should have chosen them instead of choosing the thing that would never turn back on me. I lost both. Maybe I can plant more trees, more flowers later, but where is my previous toil's outcome? Zero? Just because of choosing the wrong thing, I would have to start everything from zero?
