
After trying to calm Aura who did not want to be left by her, Alya finally managed to put the beautiful baby to sleep and delivered Ardi to be laid in the room.
For the first time Alya went into Ardi's old room, which was in her parents' house. Although rarely occupied anymore, the room looks neat with classic furniture in it. Some photos of the man were displayed inside the figura and lined up neatly on a table in one corner. Starting from the photo of the baby and his childhood, to the photo when the obstetrician graduated.
After enveloping Aura who was completely asleep, Alya got out of bed and tidied up the hijab that had been continuously pulled by the tiny hands of her beloved baby.
Ardi silently watched with a loud thump in the chest, which was getting louder and louder. Strange waves felt leaving the walls of the sanitary ware that began unbearable again. Slowly he stepped forward, approaching towards the woman who was still not aware of the loving gaze that was pointing towards him.
"Aura it's not .. dur." Alya was surprised to find Ardi already standing right in front of her.
"AโI'll say goodbye to everyone." Alya shifted to the side in order to step towards the wide open door. But Ardi followed and still blocked him without a word.
"Ardi .. It's getting late. Aโku must immediately go home to Pak Yoga residence," said the woman reasoned. He avoided Ardi's fixed eyes on her. The nervousness began to show on the increasingly tense and subdued face.
"Give me five minutes. Let it stay like this first, Alya. I don't want to be parted with you tonight."
There is a fine rustling in the veins, touching and combing gently with a pounding that increasingly stifles the feeling in the chest. Alya was powerless to hold back the nervousness and fear so that her body had shaken and trembled almost to fall.
As much as she could, she held back to be able to stand straight in front of the man who kept nailing his gaze towards her. Those shady eyes radiated the light of love as beautiful as a long time ago.
"Please look at me, Al. I beg you, "pinta Ardi with a voice that is getting heavier.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling it slowly, Alya tried to control herself so as not to get out of control. After feeling calm and stronger, he lifted his face and returned the fixed gaze of the man before him.
The roar on the chest increasingly felt boisterous between the eyes of the two who were increasingly shady. There was peace in the heart, though in fact their heartbeats were beating faster than usual. Calm but full will be debaran. Happy but shamed.
Love is becoming more and more evident among them. In the silence that nailed the gazes of the two, their hearts seemed to have spoken to each other in the language of the heart. Silent yet full of deepest sense and meaning.
Ardi really did not want to lose the chance to be with Alya this close. Many things that want to be expressed in women who increasingly look mature and mature in his eyes. But only one thing ended up speaking smoothly without the need to think any longer.
"Alya, will you marry me?"
The graceful hijab-wearing woman would really have fallen, if Ardi had not more quickly grabbed her hands that were now in the gentle grasp of the man. Alya's pair of beautiful eyes didn't blink at all, being stunned and amazed by the sentence spoken by Ardi by locking the eyes of both of them.
He propose to me? He asked me to marry him? O Allah .. This is my dream, but what did I hear earlier was also a mere dream? Is all this just my illusion?
Alya stood still and held her breath for a moment. His mind was still focused on the words he had just heard and kept ringing in his ears.
"Alya .. don't just shut up. Can you answer my question right now?" Ardi's voice made Alya realize that everything is real. His eyes blinked and looked back at the romantic doctor with a look of disbelief.
Why did he ask so soon? Is there no time to talk about all this? Should I answer that tonight?
As if knowing what Alya was thinking, Ardi tried to convince the woman by tightening her hand.
"I'm sorry, Alya. I didn't mean to press you with my question. I really just want to know your answer right now. I can't hold it anymore. I'm afraid .. I'm afraid you won't accept me ...."
In a position dealing with a fairly close distance, the two can pay attention to each other clearly without a bulkhead. This time Ardi was really demanding, wanting Alya to answer him immediately before they came out of that room.
"I will wait for your readiness and willingness, whenever you want to determine it. But please answer my question right now. I just need that certainty, Alya."
Many considerations in his heart, not just giving a yes or no answer. Maybe Ardi has not thought about it until there or indeed deliberately does not want to discuss it at this time. But for Alya, all things must be ensured before they are united and together forever.
"Ardi .. This is not about short and momentary answers, but more than that. I still have to think about and get a lot done. Likewise with us. There's still a lot we have to consider before deciding on the next step."
Ardi took a step forward making the distance between them even more extinct. Alya was about to retreat but her hand was held back by the man who already did not want to wait anymore.
"Alya .. I beg you. Just answer my question. After that, we'll talk about something else together."
Ardi's breath began to feel through Alya's face that was increasingly not far from him. The increasingly grinless woman again closed her eyes to recover her almost out of control consciousness.
"I don't want to lose you again. I don't want to see you fragile anymore. I just want to keep going with you. I just want to stay with you no matter what happens."
In the tightening of her eyes, Alya listened to the affirmation uttered once again by Ardi. The man did not need many reasons, but only one answer.
"Alya Annisa Zahra, will you marry me?" Ardi repeated the question.
Alya opened her eyes and ventured to look at those increasingly sad shady eyes. His eyes began to glaze over and could no longer evade.
With one firm move in his head he had finally shown one answer. Sure and without doubt.
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