
"What are you doing here?" ask Dara wonder.
Alehandro rubbed his nape that did not itch. She smiled shyly at Dara.
"I invite you to go to dinner" Alehandro said.
"Me and the Emperor will also come down for dinner" said Dara.
"Then we go down together" Alehandro lifted the Emperor's body on his shoulders and walked with Dara to the dining room.
Dara who felt the loss of Rose slightly healed her heart with the presence of the Emperor. He served the boy a meal and his father accompanied the Emperor to sleep after telling a bedtime story while wiping the boy's body.
Not half an hour Dara told me the Emperor was asleep. The woman remembered Rose. What's the kid doing now, is he coming back tomorrow? She hopes Kris keeps her promise to let Rose be cared for by the two together.
Dara began to rise from her bed and justify the Emperor's blanket. He turned his body and saw Alehandro standing at the door looking at him.
The woman then walked towards the bedroom door to return to her room.
"Become," called Alehandro as the woman passed by him.
"Can we chat in the back of the house" Alehandro asked.
"Alright," answered Dara they then walked side by side towards the back of the house where there is a swimming pool with a garden on the edge.
They sat in a long chair. For a moment they were silent just looking at the scenery around.
"You haven't answered my question clearly whether you accepted my proposal" Alehandro said.
"I thought you were a talented ex-playboy but you couldn't propose to a woman romantically" said Dara, biting her lip and smiling with an amused glance at Alehandro.
Alehandro rubbed his jaw full of fine hairs.
"These are only for couples who have never been married" Alehandro said.
"I've never been married" replied Dara wryly.
Alehandro closed his eyes realizing the mistake he said. He then moved in front of Dara and rested in front of the woman.
"Not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves, and I want to make our destiny forward together with you. Passing day after day through time while watching our children grow together."
The man let out a long sigh and looked at the dark onyx Dara's bead of eyes.
"I'm not the perfect man you would expect, nor am I the man who can offer you a million joys, but I wish you would share my dreams with me, together knitting despair through life together in joy and sorrow."
Dara listened to Alehandro's every word solemnly.
"Will you accept me to be your husband?" ask Alehandro.
For a moment Dara was silent. Can he bargain for something. There was a bit of disappointment tucked away. Something she hasn't gotten from Kris' true love. Now he also did not hear the words of love from Alehandro.
He did not know if he should refuse or accept it. However, deep down she needs the heartfelt love of a man.
"By me" said Alehandro restrained as Dara stretched out her hand in front of him.
"We will marry if there is love, if not then there is no marriage."
"By me" said Alehandro, but was cut off by Dara.
"No bargaining!" dara firmly.
Alehandro then got up and smiled. He sat back down on Dara's side who looked disappointed with his words.
Dara still looked to the side reluctantly to see the man's face. Her chest felt tight from feeling like she was a woman who did not deserve to be loved.
Alehandro then held both shoulders and made the woman face towards him. His one hand began to grab the woman's long chin.
"Why? You disappointed?'' ask Alehandro. Dara refused to look at Alehandro
"Look at me Dada said what you wanted to say" Alehandro continued.
"I've never felt what it's like to be loved is it wrong if I want it from my husband?" ask Dara.
"No you deserve it" Alehandro replied.
"And you didn't offer that," said Dara bluntly.
"Whether love is to be said, you can see and feel it" said the man rubbing Dara's cheek gently. The woman stared deep into Alehandro's eyes looking for the depth of the man's heart.
Dara's eyes spread. "You're a bitch," he said.
"I hope this annoying man is accepted to be your husband" Alehandro continued. Then stretch your hands. Dara started to get into the man's arms.
"I'm old and ashamed to say the word love" said the man.
"Yes you're old and we're a long way away, maybe almost twenties" Dara said.
"How old are you?" ask Alehandro.
"Twenty-six years," answered Dara.
"It's still very young and you've faced many life trials that make your thinking more mature than age. I am forty-three years old, seventeen years above you" replied Alehandro.
"Are you proposing to me just because of the Emperor?" ask Dara again.
"You're right but I'm doing that to myself. I need a companion who is one way and one way with me" Alehandro replied.
"After a long time of thinking I just convinced myself to propose. It's not just the Emperor or the Rose but I'm sure you're the only one who can heal my wounds because of Maria's loss. You can make me laugh again after a few months of being alone in my room. You made my life spirit appear again when you saw you continue to struggle when trouble strikes."
Dara then stretched out Alehandro's embrace and began to look at him in disbelief.