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“Yes!” Malia promptly agrees.
Raf gets behind the wheel while Malia and I take a seat in the back. We drive for an hour and a half before we reach the spot where the agent is waiting for us. Surprisingly, Malia responds well to being in a car, and we spend the entire drive chatting and laughing.
My little girl has a lot of energy, just as she has a lot of opinions. We realize that pretty early on when Raf tries to play some music, which Malia strongly objects to. Raf switches the music about ten times before we find something that Malia likes. But the funniest bit is when we ask herwhyshe doesn’t like it.
“Sounds bad.” She just shrugs.
“Maybe we have another musical prodigy on our hands,” Raf jokes.
“Who knows.” I smile.
Somehow, halfway into our drive, Malia gets out of her seat and climbs on my lap, laying her head on my chest and wrapping her arms around my neck.
I hold her tightly, basking in this moment of pure happiness.
When we arrive, Raf parks the car and we meet with the agent who tells us he has five houses to show us.
“This was a little too short notice. If you’d like to wait…”
“We’ll see the available ones,” Raf interrupts.
The agent nods and takes us to the first house. Although modern and quite spacious, we aren’t impressed. Most of all, we wait for a reaction from Malia since this will be her home. If she likes it, then that’s it.
We see the second, then the third, and it’s still not something we are very keen on.
It’s only when we reach the fourth house for sale that Malia dashes into the courtyard, pointing excitedly at the pool. Even more surprisingly, the house has an indoor pool as well, and Raf gives me a knowing smile.
“There’s also a conservatory in the back, a cinema room, a gym…” the realtor drones on, checkingeverythingoff on my list.
“We’ll take it,” Raf blurts out.
We haven’t even completed the tour, so the agent is surprised at the conviction in his voice.
“You haven’t heard the price,” the man stumbles over his words.
“It can’t be that bad,” Raf says dismissively—until we hear the price tag that is.
Five million.All those features don’t come cheap, I guess.
“We’ll take it,” I repeat. “My trust fund should cover it,” I whisper to Raf.
“Don’t worry about it, pretty girl.”
“I found my room, Mommy,” Malia says as she takes my hand, leading me up the stairs to the first floor. There’s a big room with an arch in the middle that seemingly divides it into two smaller rooms. There is an en-suite bathroom at the end, as well as a small balcony with a direct view to the pool. I can immediately envision how it would look when we furnish it—one side with her bed, and the other with her toys.
“It’s perfect, baby.”
While Malia continues to gush about her room, Raf calls me to the end of the hallway to check out the master suite.
“Oh, wow,” I stop at the entrance, my eyes wide in wonder. “Makes sense why it’s five million,” I mutter under my breath.
The entire suite is the size of our condo. There is a living room that leads into a huge bedroom. Just like Malia’s room, this one has a balcony at the end, but it’s almost triple in size. Yet what takes my breath away is the bathroom.
There’s a tub in the middle of the room, so big it looks like a jacuzzi. There’s a glass shower in the back, right next to what looks to be a two-person sauna.
“This is insane…”
“I agree.” Raf smiles. “Do you see yourself living here, pretty girl?”
