Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Isabella's pov;

I dressed up and came downstairs with a big smile on my face. It's been months since I went out like this, so I'm very excited to hangout today. I haven't told Mr Martinez about the place because I don't want to ruin the surprise.

Whenever I hangout with my friends, they are the ones to choose the place since they say i really have bad taste in choosing places for hanging out. I don't know why they find fault whenever I give their opinions about the place. But I'm sure the place I'm taking Mr Martinez, he will like it.

"Are you going to stand here all day?"

I heard Mr Martinez's voice from behind. Was he standing behind me all this time? I turned and apologised to him and moved away giving him a way. He walked past me and headed to the main hall. When I looked at his clothes, he was wearing a suit. Why is he wearing a suit? I asked him to wear casual clothes but why is he in a suit? Or did he forget that I asked him out?

I ran after him and stopped him by calling out his name, "Mr Martinez!"

He stopped and looked at me like why did I do that?

I said, "Did you forget that we're going out?"

"No, why?"

No? Then why is he wearing a suit then?

"The suit? I said to come in casual wear."

He adjusted the overcoat and asked, "What's wrong with the suit?"

While I was wondering how to explain it to him, Big brother came to the rescue and patted him while saying, "Take a look at her clothes and yours. She's wearing a t-shirt and shorts and you... Wearing a suit. Don't you think it's weird, Sir? You look old when you stand next to her. What if people stare at you weirdly?"

I joined him and said to Mr Martinez, "Yeah, you don't like people staring at you, right? What if they look at us because of their outfits?"

He looked like he was giving a thought about what we told him and said to Big brother, "But I don't own..."

Before Mr Martinez finished with his sentence Big brother said, "Ethan and you are the same size so his clothes will suit you."

"I don't wear others' clothes."

I remembered something from the past.

"Mr Martinez! Do you still have that outfit which I bought for you that day?"

He thought for a while and said, "I don't know but I didn't throw it away."

"Then it must be in your closet. Let's look it up."

Big brother said, "What's going on here? What outfit and when did you buy an outfit for him?"

"We'll talk about that later, Big brother. We're running out of time already so we gotta hurry up." And I turned to Mr Martinez and said, "Come with me." And ran up the stairs and headed to Mr Martinez's room.

I opened the wardrobe and looked into it after asking permission from Mr Martinez. Since i come here at almost every night, i kinda knew how will be his room and where will be the things are placed in the room. After searching for a while I found the outfit which I bought him inside a single compartment.

I took the outfit and gave it to him and asked him to wear it today. He flinched a little bit and went to the bathroom to get changed.

Big brother tapped on my shoulder and asked, ``Care to explain?"

I laughed and said, "This is not the first time I'm taking Mr Martinez out, I took him already once."

Big brother was shocked to hear that and I can understand that because of Mr Martinez's personality.

I continued, "That time, I bought clothes for him since the outfit he was wearing looked expensive and people stared at him whenever they walked past him. So I bought him the clothes that will mend with others."

He smiled and said, "I'm surprised actually. Because..." He came closer and whispered into my ears, "Because he doesn't like others buying him clothes. He doesn't even allow me to get clothes for him. I wonder how he allowed that..."

"What are you whispering?" Mr Martinez came out with the changed clothes. Blue shorts with white shirt.

Big brother came closer and whispered into my ears, "You have a choice of selection." And chuckled which made me chuckle along with him.

"Are we still going?"

"Yes! Yes! We're going. Big brother stopped teasing him. We gotta go. Mr Martinez, let's go." And came out of Mr Martinez's room.

Mr Martinez and I left the house and got into the car.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked me while I was checking the timing of the entrance.

"Not yet. Please don't ask me." And continued looking at my phone.

I let out a sigh after knowing there's still some time.

While I was about to say the address, Mr Martinez looked like he was waiting to be heard by me so i didn't say the address instead i directed him at every corner. Mr Martinez got lost and went back to looking at his phone.

After some time we reached the destination. I got out of the car and let out a scream by looking at the place.

"What are you screaming at?"

When he saw the place he gave a stunned expression.

Scandia Family Fun centre.

"Do you like it, Mr Martinez?"

He turned and tried to get into the car. I stopped him and asked, "Why are you getting back into the car? We are supposed to go in. It's already time."

"I'm going back to the house."

I had pouty lips and said, "I was excited when you agreed to come with me. And, it's been months since I hung out with my friends. I feel so lonely. If you leave, I'll be very sad."

He let out a sigh and said, "Let's go."

"Please, Mr Martinez, let's have a tour inside. They said they added new attractions recently..."

Before I finished he said, "I said let's go in."

I got excited and asked, "Do you mean going inside the fun centre?"

He nodded when I asked him.

I scratched my head a little and said, "I thought you were talking about getting back into the car so... It's solved then." And shouted, "Let's go to the fun centre and have some fun!"

He walked in and I followed after him.

When we entered i bought a map of that place to know where the rides and arcades are situated. I started, "Wow! There's go-carts! I love those rides. It's fun to crash other people's cars in the field."

"You like crashing into others? That's crazy."

I laughed and looked at the map, "Take a look! There's a miniature-golf course here. I bet you'll have fun playing that."

"I don't play it."

"What!? Wasn't golf a sport of rich people? Don't you like it? Have you played it before? Have you tried to play? Or did you get lost when you played with others so you don't like it anymore?"

He let out a sigh and said, "I don't know how to."

He didn't know how to play? He looked kinda tense so i didn't ask it any further and let go of it and continued looking at the map.

"Well, where do you want to go fast? Go Karts, batting cage, bumper boat, drop tower, miniature golf, arcade... Mr Martinez?"

He took the map from me and gave it to the guy I got it from and looked around while saying, "What about we take a walk and go for the first ride we see on the way?"

"Um... That sounds great! We can take the first ride we see on the way! Great thinking, Mr Martinez!" And we started walking on the pathway.

While we're walking, I spotted miniature golf at the beginning of our rides. Mr Martinez walked in the direction of miniature golf. Why is he walking towards the golf course if he doesn't know how to play it?

"Mr Martinez, I don't know how to play it either."

"We're not here to compete." And walked in front of me.

What does he mean by that? Not here to compete? Does he mean that we... Argh! It's hard to complete the second part of his phrase. Why am I even doing that? Can't he complete his sentence on his own?

I got golf sticks and balls for both of us and walked to him.

"What are we going to do with this?"

He took a golf set from me and set the ball on the pin and stood holding the gold stick and looked at the hole and aimed the stick and knocked over the ball. It snapped and rolled over when it hit the ground and dropped into the hole. How did he do it on the first try?

"Mr Martinez, did you just lie to me? You know how to play, right?"

He smiled and said, "I've seen people playing it."

Just by seeing? I also watched people playing golf on the television. I held my golf stick and placed the ball on the pin and did what he did and knocked the ball but the ball. When I looked in the front, the ball was nowhere to be seen. Where did the ball go? Did I hit it hard? Did it go far away?

Mr Martinez pointed at where I was standing and let out a chuckle. What are you smiling for? When I looked at it, the ball was still there on the pin.

I got mad, "Why didn't it work out for me? I watched people playing it too? Mr Martinez, do you really don't know how to play?"

He shook his head and was still smiling at me.

"Not fair!" I shouted.

The woman beside us said to me, "Don't get mad. It's common for beginners but once you start playing it, it'll be easier."

Mr Martinez said, "Try again."

Since I bought cards unlimited times for a certain duration, I was able to hit many times using the golf stick and got the ball somewhere closer to the hole. I held the stick carefully and hit the ball slowly and finally made a goal so I shouted, "Mr Martinez, look at that. I finished the first hole."

When I looked at him, he had already finished so many holes and scored way too many points.

I gave up playing miniature golf and watched Mr Martinez playing. He really had a good posture while standing to hit the ball. While he was holding the golf stick with his both hands, the closure of both hands made him look more muscular from behind. Thinking about that, I once saw some part of his abs when he was in his robe while he was preparing to sleep. I wonder how he got that body since all he does is work. Does he workout? But I've never seen him going to the gym. Ha! I forgot that rich people have in-built gyms in their houses. Since I've never explored Mr Martinez's house completely, the existence of a gym may be there.

Mr Martinez finished with his golf and walked to me and said, "Let's go."

After the bitter miniature golf, I spotted bumper cars.

Mr Martinez refused to get in the bumper car so he was standing outside while I was in a bumper car and tried to crash everyone's car around here. The bumper car spinned whenever some wild drivers hit my car and when I hit someone, it was fun and thrilling when I laughed out loud and played with them.

After going karts over, we headed to the drop tower. Mr Martinez refused to board it again but I didn't let go of him this time so I held his hand tightly and sat in the drop tower. He tried to leave even after sitting in the seat but got scolded by an operator who was preparing to launch. I smiled and gripped my safety tightly. The ride started with a slow takeoff and it dropped suddenly from the top. Next time, it took off quickly and dropped quickly too. The thing is Mr Martinez was screaming beside me which made me laugh while I was screaming in my seat too.

The drop tower ride got over. Mr Martinez walked to the bench and sat on it. He looked like his soul left his body. I ran over to the nearest stall and got water for him and gave it to him. He took the bottle and drank it.

While he was drinking the water, I said, "Let's go to the batting cages."

He finished the bottle and stood up like he's ready to battle and said, "Batting cages then."

Batting cages are a four side netted atmosphere where we can play baseball freely.

"Do you know how to play baseball, Mr Martinez?"

He shook his head and asked me back, "What about you?"

"I don't have a father or a brother to teach me. It seems like we both don't have anyone to teach us, right?"

Mr Martinez throwed the ball over to me and stood in the pitch and said, "Throw it!"

"How?"

"Like how you throw things to your friends."

"Really?"

I raised the ball and threw it towards him. He hit it with the baseball bat in the first try. I walked over to him and asked, "Did you lie that you don't know?"

"I have watched..."

I finished his sentence by saying, "You watched when others were playing. Since you have a great grasping skill, you play it very well, right?. that's what you wanted to say, right?"

He gave a nod and changed the bat with me and took the ball from me.

"Don't laugh when I lose!"

I shouted and got ready with the bat.

Mr Martinez throwed the ball and I accidentally… accidentally hit the ball. I ran over to him instead of running home.

"It was a hit, Mr Martinez?"

He gave a nod and we continued playing for a while.

When lunch time came, I took him to a pizza corner which is inside the fun centre.

While I was looking at the menu card, I asked him, "Did you finalise?"

He gave a nod and said about his order to the worker.

We finished eating and headed to the arcade since playing heavy after eating is bad for health and I nagged him to get there too.

Inside the arcade, the place was lit. So cool! The graffiti and its lighting was so fabulous. I tried every game along with Mr Martinez in the arcade and we had so much fun. Mr Martinez was so poor at playing some games, especially the class machine. He got lost a lot in that game which made him mad. After two to three times of trial, I got hold of the panda plushie and took it out which surprised him. I gave the plushie to him while saying, "You two look a lot more similar." And continued playing.

When we came out of the arcade, the sky was painted with tricolour like yellow, red, orange with a tint of stars here and there spreaded across the sky. Did we spend a lot of time in the arcade?

"Let's go. We still have bumper boats to get on." And walked to the place where the boats are.

When we reached the place, Mr Martinez asked, "I'm sure we'll get drenched in water."

I laughed and said, "Exactly! That's why I took you here at the end of the day. You didn't try the go carts so you have to try this for sure. It will be the last ride of our day! So let's get into some water!"

Mr Martinez hesitated to get on the bumper boat but I didn't let him and somehow got him to board one of the bumper boats and I got one too. When everyone got their bumper boats, I tried to chase Mr Martinez whereas he was running away from me rather than crashing on my boat. It looked fun while I was chasing him like that.

"Where are you going? Turn and hit my boat!"

He didn't listen to me yet he was so concentrated on running away.

Others bumped into my boat which made the water splashed in a bigger amount leaving me to get soaked. The people who bumped their boats were like 11 or 12 year old boys. They laughed when I got drenched in water. I took my boat and bumped into them as revenge and made them get soaked too.

I got out and squeezed some water in my tshirt and looked for Mr Martinez. He walked towards me being all drenched too.

I laughed and asked, "How did you get wet?"

"Someone bumped their boat with mine."

I continued laughing at him.

"Let's go to the house." And walked past me.

"You're going to get into the car like that?"

"Then?"

"Come with me."

We got to the restroom.

He said, "I don't have clothes to change into."

"Dry your clothes in the dryer inside the washroom."

"D-Do you want me to remove my clothes in a public place?" His eyes almost popped out when he asked me.

"Duh! It's a men's washroom."

"I'll get to the car."

"Wait, do you want to get your car seat wet?"

"I don't care."

"You'll get sick if you're in wet clothes, Mr Martinez."

"I don't care." And he left just like that.

What's wrong with drying the hair in a men's washroom?

I let out a sigh and went inside the woman's washroom to dry my clothes.

After drying my clothes, I got into the car.

"What took you so long?"

"Drying takes time."

"Did you take your clothes off in a public place?" He asked me in a shocking tone.

"Yeah! I took off everything." And smirked at him.

He quickly turned his head away from me and asked the driver to go to the house.