He passed by my house, but I couldn’t see his face because he turned to the south, toward that messy land across from my house, remember?
Then I quickly washed my hands and rushed to the Red Spot, but I was too late, turns out mas Bright was already inside his shed. I could see him through the usual little gaps, and OMG he was shirtless. I couldn’t see clearly, but those little openings gave me enough clues that he really was shirtless. Eventually, he came out, at first I looked away, but when I turned back, he was walking toward his house, I saw him for a moment, and yes, he was totally shirtless. And inside I was like, “oh my god” believe me, it was so hot ughhhhh.
I knew he would come back, so I stayed sitting at the Red Spot, and yup, he came back, but now he was wearing that royal blue t-shirt again, yes, that t-shirt, the one I told you about when he fixed his shed, remember?
He walked to the goat pen, went into the shed, then came out and trimmed some banana leaves near the goat pen, and don’t forget, I saw all of this through those narrow little gaps! Then he walked south and trimmed a few branches at the Green Spot, and this time I could see him clearly. He was facing west, so his back was to me. He placed the branches in front of his shed, then walked back to the Green Spot and trimmed again, then walked north to drop off more branches in front of the goat pen. As he turned and walked north, I got a few quick side views of his face, maybe four times total.
While he was trimming those branches, even from the back, I could see him clearly, and I was totally satisfied just watching him. Every time he trimmed a branch, I kept whispering to myself, “oh my god… thank God… oh my god… forgive me God… oh my god… mas Bright arghhh… thank God.”
And here’s the part that made me the happiest, are you ready?
So the last time he trimmed at the Green Spot, right when he finished and turned around, he looked in my direction, he looked at me! Yes, me! In that moment, I felt like I got caught watching him..hehehe, but hey, it’s not my fault I can see him from there, so... yeah.
That moment made me super nervous but also happy, because I could see his face clearly, oops, well a little bit through the small branches, but still clear enough! Oh my god, he’s so handsome and bright, especially in that royal blue t-shirt, arghhhh! And what made it even hotter? That one little strand of hair falling over his forehead, oh my god mas Bright, your aura, your hot, hot aura, was just radiating like crazy. Like seriously, do you even know how ridiculously handsome you are? And how much I admire you?? Arghhhhhh.
It was such a mixed moment, happy, nervous, panicked, but I loved it.
Then he went back to trimming leaves near the goat pen, I couldn’t see him from there because the banana trees in my backyard were blocking the view. A few minutes later he stopped, I couldn’t see him because he was standing in front of the shed. I kept waiting, and I turned for a second to check on my chickens beside me, then when I looked back toward mas Bright’s backyard, he was walking east! Oh my god, I was shocked, I couldn’t believe it, but yup, it was really him. He paused for a second to look north, then walked south, turns out he was going to trim the little trees beside his house, the same area he trimmed yesterday.
While he was walking east and south, I could see his face a little bit, just quick glimpses, since there were a lot of leaves and Mr. B’s woodpile blocking the view, but he was seriously sooooo freaking handsome. I was nervous, but also so happy because I knew exactly where he was.
While he trimmed those trees, I couldn’t see his face, only his arms, and even just his arms looked Brighter and totally masculine, like seriously?? Is this even real??
A few minutes later he finished, and I saw him getting ready to lift a huge bundle of leaves, and of course, when he lifted it, the leaves covered his face, I could only see his neck and head.
Then a few minutes later, while he was in front of the shed, I heard his little boy shout out to him, “Daaaaaad? Daaaaaddy? Daaaaaaadd?!” And mas Bright responded, said something back, but I couldn’t hear what. I only heard his son shouting “Daaaddddd, daaaaaaddy!” Then mas Bright walked into the house.
Yup, that was the ending of July's story. And August I wish you be better.