Be My Soldier Forever

Ep. 50

Frans and Bram walk to Frans' house. They hear music from the kitchen. They walked to the kitchen and saw Vania swaying, whose hips were back and forth, cooking while singing. Frans smiled and walked towards him. Vania turned around and asked Frans.

"So how was your walk with Bram?"

"He won't cause any more trouble in the future. "

"You're like a psychiatrist capable of miracles." Vania was thrilled to hear that Bram was about to change his bad attitude.

 "Other thing I want to say is yes. Oh yah. I have a gift, this." They both smiled and went to find Bram.

 "Bram, Come. We're gonna go see my mom." Bram got up from the sofa and ran to the car. Vania and Frans looked at each other. "I've never seen him so excited. "

 "Maybe my mother has brought a great influence on him.”

 "Let's go. "they drove to the hospital. When they got there, the nurse stopped them.

 "Are you Frans Samuel? " sanyanya.

 "Yes, what's wrong? "

 "We're moving your mother to the VIP room."

 "What's? I never asked them to do that." his body leaned against the dinging in confusion.

 "He asked for it. He wants to talk to you, alone. He was moved from the second floor to the third floor. He's in room 289."

 "OK, thank you." The nurse nodded and walked away. Frans looked at Vania.

 "Go, we'll wait for you in the cafeteria." Frans nodded and they left and then separated. Frans walked into his mother's new room.

 “Mother? "

"Frans, my son you're here. " Anastasya smiled.

 "Yes, and what are you doing here? "

 "Whatchu mean? Mom should be here.  "

 "Yes mother. But, why did mom ask them to move mom to the VIP room?  "

 "Because I want to get more privacy and treatment. "

 "Mom, you understand. This room is too expensive." he knew they couldn't afford the maintenance money.

 "Why, son? I'll pay for it."

 "Mom shouldn't need a room like this."

 "French. Pull that chair over here and sit down." He obeyed. Frans put his hand on his mother's bed "Mom, you don't really want to hear this, but I'm dead."

“Mother!" Frans wouldn't listen to it. She could not even see her mother lying on a hospital bed without crying.

 "Frans, that's right. I won't lie to you anymore." she's tired of lying to herself too.

 "Don't say this kind of thing! "

 "I know Dr. Albert told me."

"She said she could have died, but it's still uncertain. But anyway, don't tell me you want to die; I don't want to hear it!"  His mother will live; Frans made sure of that.

 "Mom knows, you don't want to hear it, but understand, son. The longer the mother's condition begins to decline. Mother's disease spreads, so quickly." Anastasya tried to keep her voice strong.

 "So, you want to throw everything away just because you're going to die, right? " Frans knitted his eyebrows.

 "No, I'm just wasting money that I saved for a vacation to Paris. You know, I really want to go there, after all I use my own airfare money, not yours. "

 "Mine? " he's amazed.

 "You think I'm leaving without you? If mom does, mom will cut your head off" she laughed with her words.  "By the way, back to what I meant. You love Vania, right?  "

 "Of course, mother" She sat up straight, convinced of her feelings.

 "I mean, you're in love with her? It's okay, you can tell mom."

 "Yes, ma'am" Frans' face flushed.

 "Did he know? "

 "Yes, and he loves me too, mother. He loves me." his smile widened.

 "Of course he won't, don't love you.. Anyway, did you ever intend to marry her?  "

 "Sure mother." she did not hesitate to answer.

 "But what about your age? You're young."

 

 "I'd be happy, but I'm afraid Vania would think we were too young. "

 "But, if mom asks you to marry her, do you want to? "

After they saw Anastasya, Frans sent them home. Arriving at Frans' house parked the car, Vania ran into his house. Vania feels she can finally date Frans after a long time. Frans smiled as he watched her. Oh, how much Vania misses him.

 "Okay, I think I've thought enough about my sister" said Bram, interrupting Frans' daydreaming.

 "The problem? " Frans calling.

 "Yes, yes yes"

 "Got it. "they both got out of the car.  "Look at it later, little boy." Bram challenges him and walks into his house and Frans enters his house. Frans is getting ready, he's trying his best to look perfect. He wanted to impress Vania. She wants Vania to be proud that she's her boyfriend and Vania is doing the same.

Around 7pm, Frans knocked on Vania's door. As Vania opened the door, she was gaping from seeing Frans' performance.

 "You've come" said Vania. Frans looked at Vania from the bottom up. Vania shows the beauty of her tight blue dress, blue is Frans' favorite color.

 "You look so pretty. " France could barely speak anymore.

 "And you look so handsome. "

 "Yes, I'm trying to do my best." Frans looked down at his favorite jeans and a shirt with Vania's favorite shoes.

 "Well, okay. You look amazing. Want to go now?" Vania nodded as she clasped her hands. They walk into Vania's car and she opens the door for Vania. After that Frans ran into the car, and then went to his destination.

 "Where are we going? " France asked again.

 "Somewhere.." he started.

 "Yes I know it's somewhere. But where is that place?"

 "A very beautiful place. "

 "Do you like that place? Who knows I don't like that place.”

 "If you don't like yes, we can search, until we're in a place you like."

 "When did we get to that place? "

 "We're here, baby. " Frans got out of the car and walked to Vania's car door. Frans opens the door and Vania comes out. Frans closed the door and took Vania by the hand. At once Vania was shocked.

 "That's. that's.. waww" Vania stammered.

 "Very Beautiful? "

 "That's .. yeah .. hmm"

 "Say.. "

 "You prepared all this? "

 "yes of course" his cheeks became red.

 "Very beautiful, amazing." Vania faces in front of him.

"Just like you." There's lanterns all over the tree with Christmas lights. A rose petal on the ground and a table in the middle, with two plates and a rose in a vase.

"But how…. When did you do all this?" Vania still can't speak well. She couldn't believe Frans would do all that for her.

 "I prepared all this while you were preparing to change clothes."

 "I like it very much, Frans. No one's ever done anything like this for me before." Vania put her hand on her cheek. Frans held her hand and closed her eyes, wanting to remember these moments forever.

 "Come on." He opened his eyes and walked to his chair. After he sat down, Frans whispered in his ear, "I'll be right back." Frans walked away and came back with a closed tray and placed it in the middle of the table.

 "Whatis that? "

 "A box." he took the tray.

 "It's just a box of cookies, Frans "Vania is confused.

 "You don't know it, it could be anything. I just took the lid off the tray, I didn't open the box. "

 "Open up first, Van."

"You opened it." Vania rolled her eyes and opened them. Her eyes widened and she looked at the cake that said, 'Do you want to marry me, Vania?'. Vania looked towards Frans. Frans was knee-deep with a ring in a box in his palm.  "Vania, I know we still look very young, but I can't live without you, can't do anything if you're still not mine. I know, today I'm just asking you to be my fiance, but I've known you all my life so that's why tonight I proposed to you. I love everything about you, what you are and how you act, I love everything about you, well. I love how you fell in love with me, when you faithfully waited for me to come home. I like the way you prepare all the food, when I want to eat. I love it when you sing. I love how you can get something out of me in an instant. I love how you're so protective of Bram. I love how you take care of others but forget to take care of yourself. But Van, I want to be the one to take care of you, everyday. I want to wake up from my sleep every morning and look at your pretty face and see your face when I want to fall asleep at night. I want to have a stupid argument with you every day. I want to have a beautiful family with you. I want to sit down with you for coffee in the morning, pay the bills. I want to be the perfect husband for you. I love you, Vania. Loves you so much. You made my heart beat so fast. You took every breath. I know this sounds cheesy, but I love you so much. Will you marry me and be mine forever?" Vania got up with tears streaming down her face. He can't believe it. After all the time and things that should have been hers happened, but still unable to have it, and in the end Frans knelt in front of her asking her to marry him. He couldn't believe how lucky he was. Vania is infatuated with him and knows that he cannot live without Frans. Frans watched her face, waiting for a response from Vania. He hopes to Allah that Vania will say ‘ya’. Frans doesn't know what he'll do if Vania says no. He is everything. He was always there for her. He is the love of his life and he knows that they were created just to live with each other.

 

 "I can't promise to be the perfect wife for you. But I will try and try to be better again.” Tears also fell on her cheeks.

 "So Does that mean..?” Frans stood straight, eagerly grasping both of Vania's hands.

 "Yes, Frans. I want to marry you, I accept your proposal."  Frans inserts a ring on her ring finger and kisses Vania on the forehead. Then Frans slowly pulled Vania's hand gently and politely. A big smile formed on his face.

 "I love you so much." Frans finally did it all. Vania could not believe how much Frans loved her.

 "I also love you so much and can't wait to be your life partner." they love each other and hug each other.

It was a very happy night for them. In the end Frans dared to express his feelings for Vania and eventually they will soon get married.