
At ten o'clock Radit and Laras arrived in front of Bu Mayang's restaurant after they stopped by dinner first. The journey that took about six hours was really making them tired. Moreover, Radit who went home to drive his own car for approximately ten hours. This morning when he left, Radit only took four hours because the road was still quiet.
"Don't stop by first?" Barrel Barrel.
"Night, next time." Reject Radit.
"I went down, thank you."
"Buck!" Radit grabbed Laras' hand and grasped it tightly. The barrel whose hands were held immediately turned their heads and their eyes immediately met and locked each other.
The deg!
Baras' heart rumbled violently, slowly lowering his gaze. He was not strong to look at the eyes that could make him drown. Laras's gaze turned to his hand held by Radit. Barrel looked at the hands that were clinging to each other.
"Let's get married!"
The deg!
Laras heart while wanting to jump from his chest cavity heard the words that had just been thrown from the lips of his girlfriend. There was a burning sense of happiness, but also a sense of tightness that squeezed his chest.
"Me-married?"
"Yes!"
"Don't joke! I'll go down first." Baras pulled his hand which was in Radit's grasp. But Radit did not want to take it off even he grasped it tighter.
"I'm serious! Let's get married!"
"You're like sleepy Dit, go home and rest."
"I'm seriously Ras, look me in the eye. Don't you love me?"
The deg!
"Where did Radit know about my feelings for her? Haven't I ever told anyone this all this time?"
"I'll learn to love you, help me." Please Radit weld, but Laras is still silently sculpting. Looks like Laras is still surprised or maybe in shock.
"Buckoo?"
"Eh, yeah, what?"
"Will you marry me?" Radit took out a small velvet box of dark blue from his pants pocket and opened it and thrust it in front of Laras. At that moment the tears shed. This is what he has been waiting for all this time. This was his dream all along. Can he be selfish by tying Radit even if he knows Radit's love isn't for him? He grabbed the little thing and put it on his ring finger. But the corner of his heart was still filled with doubt. He was afraid, afraid he could not make Radit love him and would end up hurting each other. But on the other hand, he was also afraid that he would lose this opportunity if he rejected it. Doesn't the saying say opportunity won't come a second time?
"Ras, this is the last one. After this I won't ask again." Radit's speech made Laras aware of his reverie. "Will you marry me Larasati Prasetya?" Laras nodded with a happy cry because it was proposed by the man of his heart. Radit immediately pinned the ring on the ring finger Laras then he rubbed the tears on the cheek Laras with his thumb then in the grip of the body Laras into his embrace. The barrel buried its head in the chest of Radit's field with tightly coiled hands on the lover's back.
"Now come in." Radit broke his embrace. The barrel went straight down from the car. Without waiting for Radit's car to go first, Laras walks into the house feeling like I don't know. It was as if there were flowers blooming in his chest.
After making sure Laras entered the house, Radit immediately drove his car to his apartment. Radit decided to rest in the apartment tonight.
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