Disclaimer: As you know: Look in the first part!

A/N: I wasn't very inspired for this part... But this is reaching the end... I'm going to write one or two more parts and that's all. Hope you like this ;-)

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Martha's secret diary – 5

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When Martha was leaving her office the phone rang and she had to come back in to answer.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Why didn't you call me?" her son's voice asked.

"Hi, Clark! What's the matter, dear?" she asked sitting down on her desk, looking at those great views of the city.

"I've heard you hurt yourself in the Planet… Why didn't you call me? I would have come immediately"

"I'm fine, dear… I just broke two fingers of my right hand… it was a silly accident, there was need to call you and… don't tell me they are publishing an article to tell that?"

"They have already done it… it's in the politics section… I was going to call you at your apartment… but it also says that you didn't wanted to take a leave"

"Of course not" she said giggling "I just broke my fingers, I can still doing my job… I could never take a sick leave at home… Even if I was sick or I'd broken a leg, I kept doing the housework and cooking the meals… and helping your father with the farm…"

"It's…" Clark was going to say, but her mother interrupted.

"It is the same, honey" she said. "I'm fine, really…" a knock on the door made her turn around and she met Perry White coming into her office "Sweetheart… I'm sorry, I have to hang up… Love you" she put the phone down and looked at her visit. "What are you doing here?"

"I was leaving when I heard your voice by chance" he said remembering her words of the day before.

"I see…" she smiled.

"Do you have any meeting now?"

"No… I was just going to have something for lunch when Clark rang"

"What a great chance!" he exclaimed "I was going to have lunch too"

"Alright Mr. White…" she said joking "Would you like to join me during the lunch"

"It would be a wonderful pleasure" and he offered his arm to her, and Martha placed her hand on it while they left the office.

After having lunch in the office's cafeteria, Perry insisted on paying himself and then they both went outside.

"Don't you have your car in the garage, today?"
"I can't drive with this…" she said showing the bandage to him.

"We can share the taxi, then…" he said making one of those yellow cars stop. He kept the door opened for her and Martha gave her address to the driver.

"Martha… I've really enjoyed the lunch today and… I'd love if we could meet again without waiting for causality to make us crash again"

"I still doubting we met by chance, today… Perry" she said letting go a soft giggle.

"What about a dinner… on Friday" he said ignoring her sarcasm.

"It sounds like a date" she said.

"That's what I would like it to be…"

"Perry… I don't think…"

"Alright… then tomorrow… Thursday isn't a date day…"

"I'll be ready at seven" she said going out the taxi when it stopped.

The next day, Thursday, at seven o'clock, Martha opened her apartment door wearing a large black dress with a low neckline. She'd curled her hair and wore very high heels.

"Hi" she said smiling, taking her handbag and going out.

"You look… awesome!" he exclaimed walking backwards to look at her while they were going into the elevator.

"Thanks" she smiled and blushed.

They went to a not very expensive but elegant restaurant in the center of the city and after that they went for a walk around the river.

"Martha… I've been offered a job in the Washington Times…"

"It sounds good" Martha said.

"It really does but… a job is not enough reason for me to stay in a place…" he stopped and stood in front of her "If I stayed in the city… could we keep meeting each other?"

"Of course" she smiled at him.

"I mean… not just by chance, but… like today" he held her hands "Martha… I'd like to give an opportunity to that what could be twenty years ago…"

"I'd like to try it, too" she said pulling him closer to her and kissing his lips under the light of the moon, next to the sound of the river's water running.

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TO BE CONTINUED…