Fear of Falling in Love

The Unity of Love (Marcha Agnia)

I am now at La Donna Hochzeitsatelier, a wedding dress studio in Schierling, Germany. Passion is the root of the profession for "La Donna". Unfortunately, only accompanied by Mareta. You see Gerald is busy working, he said later.

Thirty minutes I circled the studio in this wedding dress, I never found the right dress.

"Nin, we've been muter-muter half an hour time no dress that suits your taste?" Maretha's view is directed to Mbak Praminiaga. "The mother has seen us continue. He must be in Julid's heart if we're cool and just want to look around."

"Suuzon deh lo. I am confused which one. Abis nice all."

"Do I want to choose?" tawar Mareth.

"Can."

Mareth's turn is going around all over the corner of the bride's studio. Miraculously, only ten minutes he came back with five sets of white, cream, pink soft dresses.

"Now, try one-on-one there."

"Bak, where's the dressing room?" ask Martha to the saleswoman in fluent German.

Ma'am Pramuniaga led us to the dressing room. I had to try one by one on these dresses.

The first dress I tried was a gold colored Ball gown model with intricate details that filled the dress perfectly suited for people who wanted a classic style. Honestly, I don't like it and feel comfortable wearing it. It is heavy on the bottom.

I went out of the dressing room to ask for Mareth's opinion. "Where? Nice isn't?"

Maratha. "No like. Kayak mosquito nets and chicken cage."

I went back to the locker room to try on a second dress, a cream color mermaid model. The result remains the same, Martha does not like. "Obsolute too tight. Nant lo difficult breath and stumbling right on the road.

It also happened when trying the dress of the third model long tail color soft pink and the fourth model classic.

When I have tried five dresses, this time the model ruffle is one of the most trending dress models in this year. This time I like the dress. Do not know in the eyes of Martha is good or not. If you arrive, Martha still does not like it, I want to find another boutique. I limp out of the dressing room.

Maretha's eyes sparkled until she barely blinked. "Well, if this one's new. You look cute bangettttt. Try lo muter."

I followed his request. Rotating. "It's perfect, but what's so weird?"

Martha looked seriously thinking. "Ah, less smile. Lo from earlier I observed kayak lemes and not spirit. Do you want marriage?"

"Hein' intention. But I myself also feel strange, awkward. Don't know what."

"Don't you really not wholeheartedly want to marry Gerald because you haven't moved on from Gerhard?" guess Mareth.

I'm speechless. It could be that what Martha said there is a point as well.

"Silent means right my guess. Oh my, Nin. Plis. Marriage is once in a lifetime. You have to be absolutely sure of your marriage. You want a lifetime of misery with a half-hearted marriage?"

Again I can't answer. "So I have to what dong?"

"Honest with Gerald before it's too late."

I feel like someone is watching me in the back. When I turned around, there was no one.

In 2 hours I will fly to Indonesia. Before going to the airport, I stopped by Heringsdorf. This place is arguably a historic place for me. This is where Gerald proposed to me officially.

Within days I was Gerald's wife. Am I going to live that day? I don't know why doubt still covers my heart.

“Love is weird huh. The more I avoided it, the closer it came to me. Like me, as hard as you avoid me in the end destiny brings us together again.” I heard a familiar voice in my ears.

I couldn't look at the source of the voice. I'm afraid if I see her face again then I'll love her even more. Oh my God, why does he have to be here too?

“Why are you still in Germany? Shouldn't it be in Indonesia? Tomorrow is your wedding day with Cicilia.”

“I've returned to Indonesia a week ago, delivered the body of Cicilia.”

“Hah? Seriously? Cicilia is not there?” I was shocked to hear what Gerhard said just now.

“Iya, before he died, he had asked for the last request with me and you.”

My forehead wrinkled. It is possible that Cicilia will make a final request related to me. “What request?”

He took out a letter from his pants pocket. Then give me the letter. “You read for yourself the last letter of Cicilia.”

My eyes widened as soon as I read Cicilia's letter. It's really hard to believe that a girl who's ever been a rival to get Gerhard just wants Gerhard to unite with me.

“Ret, you need to know whatever your mistakes in the past will not reduce my love for you. So, you want to not marry me? Not for the sake of realizing Cicilia's request, but indeed because I love you.”

Tests.

Clear liquid just flows. I was overwhelmed to hear his words. I hurriedly removed the clear liquid. I don't want to look whiny in front of Gerhard. “You may be able to accept my mistakes in the past but what about Gibriel? It will never be. Sooner or later he's gonna put me in jail.”

“I dare guarantee no one can put you in jail.”

I would love to answer Gerhard's proposal with the word ‘ya’ but I immediately remembered Gerald. I shook my head slowly. Tears are flowing more and more. “We still can't unite.”

“Is it because of me that you cannot accept Gerhard's proposal?”

My eyes glared at Gerald suddenly in front of me. Suddenly the feeling was not good. Fear of a fight between Gerhard and Gerald. “Gerald, my meeting with him is completely beyond your expectations. You don't get mad ya.”

She smiled sweetly as my bride cheeked softly. “Hey, who wants to be angry anyway? I was here to pick you up, uh it turns out that someone picked your heart up first. Horrified me, even though I love you since Junior High, but I don't want to be a barrier between two people loving each other. If you love Gerhard, join him. I'm sincerely kok.”

I secretly salute what Gerald did. I know exactly how painful and painful she feels when she declares that I am happy with Gerhard.

I hugged Gerald. "Kok you suddenly let me go?"

"I heard your conversation yesterday with Martha. From there I realized I shouldn't have trapped you in a forced marriage. Marry the one you love."

Now there's no reason to refuse Gerhard. Immediately I answered his proposal with the word, “Ya, I want to marry you Gerhard.”

Gerhard and I hugged and kissed. It did not matter that we were in a public place and hundreds of eyes looked at us with ilfeel gazes. Yes, I must be really happy this time. Life is indeed that twist.