Past For Future's

Proposal 2

"Sorry, i... What does this mean?" Oliv grew even more panicked as the servants brought many parcels in.

"Our arrival was none other than to propose to Mr and Mrs Baskara's daughter, Olivia."

deg

Oliv rounded his eyes in disbelief. His fingers squeezed the sofa while nibbling on his lower lip. Oliv glanced at his parents who were also looking at him. Suddenly they were startled by the sound of the man who had just come over.

"Stop...!!!"

Everyone stood surprised by Dirga's presence. Oliv's feelings are getting messy, big trouble is coming. Sharp highlights from the eyes of the brother who was getting closer, making Oliv no longer able to support his body.

brukks

Now everyone turned their attention to Oliv who collapsed unconscious.

"Oliv...!!"

Dirga immediately approached Oliv and carried him to the nearest room. Oliv's pale face and puffy eyes were enough to let people know that Oliv was bearing a deep wound.

Marcel painstakingly ran his wheelchair towards Oliv. All the people who were clustered at Oliv's bedside, stepped aside and gave Marcel access to see Oliv.

The face she always missed. Now it looks a little messy and unkempt. Marcel clasped Oliv's hand while kissing Oliv's.

"Is there not even a little something for the two of us?" ask Marcel. Everyone was silent not retaliating. "Why is this so hard for both of us?" Marcel is higher.

"Marcel, calm down. Oliv will be a nuisance." Mama Marcel rubbed her son's back.

While Mama , Papa Tomi, and Dirga looked at each other, then Papa hinted to get out. Dirga was obedient, but his intimidating gaze remained on Marcel who was by Oliv's side.

"Papa and Mama have made a decision" said Papa when he was quite far from the room. "We're going to bless Oliv and Marcel's relationship."

Dirga glared in disbelief, his hands already clenched perfectly. It was unacceptable to release his sister to an immoral man like Marcel.

"I don't agree, Pah!!" dirga.

"Try to understand your sister, Ga. Can you see your sister like that? Oliv is an adult, he can make his own choices. Please don't be so hard, Ga." Papa tried to understand.

"But, Pa-"

"May Marcel sacrifice that." concluded Papa.

"Ck. Arggghh," Dirga ruffled her hair in frustration. " But our family and Marcel's are different, Pa. Why did you change this decision anyway?? Papa please think ahead, Pa. God we-"

"Theirgae..!!" Mama spoke up. "Give them space, son. They just wanted a proposal, not a marriage. Let Oliv determine his choice once he knows Marcel's identity. Please, Son." Mama patted Dirga on the shoulder, "Give all her decisions to Oliv. Mama is sure, Oliv will be wise in dealing with the next problem after knowing the identity of Marcel. Now you're patient, yeah." Mama patted Dirga on the back.

"As far as you are !!! I won't interfere anymore." annoyed Dirga then passed from his parents.

"One more," Dirga stopped his steps without turning his head. "Think Genius. Have you forgotten who served you all this time? Think about it, our treasures could be scorched in an instant in the hands of a Genius." Dirga smiled obliquely then continued her steps.

"Pa..." Mama grabbed Papa's arm that was still staring at Dirga.

"Papa knew Genius better than Dirga. But Dirga seems to have lost his mind to keep derailing Oliv and Marcel's relationship." Papa smiled at the smile.

"Mama was also surprised, why Dirga was so stupid. His brain isn't used well to digest our decisions."

"Excuse me, Jeng Ranti, Mr. Baskara. Oliv is awake. Oliv wants to see you guys." Mama Marcel spoke politely.

Now they regrouped, but remained in the room that Oliv occupied. Chairs are provided by the waiters so that guests can be comfortable.

Oliv sat in bed with Marcel by his side. He threw away his face, refusing to look at Marcel. Papa cleared his throat before opening the conversation.

"Well, thank you for the family visit from Mr. Cristian. Sorry if the banquet from us is less pleasing. Okay, straight to the core discussion. My wife and I, as parents of Olivia Baskara, have made the decision, which is that we approve and accept Marcel's goodwill to propose to our daughter." - Papa Tomi.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. A feeling of happiness enveloped them all.

Now Oliv who is still silent, he still does not believe in the words that his Papa made. It feels strange, yesterday his parents were very opposed to the relationship of Oliv and Marcel, but now his parents quickly changed their minds. Oliv turned his head towards Marcel as he felt his hands being held. A happy look from Marcel's face.

Oliv still could not believe it, he looked at his parents who were smiling at him. Still like a dream.

"Oliv, are you happy with Marcel, son?" Mama approached Oliv then said Oliv's head softly, "Sorry Mama same Papa who is too hard on you. You deserve to make your choice." added Mama.

"Ma?? Pa??" Oliv looked at the faces of his Mama and Papa alternately. Mama and Papa just nodded as a sign of 'yes'.

"Son, you see, what did Marcel bring?" Mama let go of Oliv's embrace.

"Ma.. hiks." Oliv still survives in the chest of the mother.

"Aren't you ashamed of Marcel and his family?? it's so bad this way." Mama gave up Oliv's embrace.

Oliv wiped his tears with the remaining sobs. Oliv turned his head back to look at the man who so filled the recesses of his heart. Oliv smiled as Marcel grabbed his hand and pinned a ring on his ring finger.

"I love you, Olivia Baskara."

"I love you more, Marcel Pradigta." Oliv smiled happily.

"Cieeeeeeeee.." everyone in the room cheered.

***

Dirga slammed everything in his eyes. He kicked innocent things without mercy. His emotions are overflowing. He ruffled his hair violently.

prakk

"Youngpam..!!!" shouted the moon who had just entered the Dirga work room.

"Mas, why slammed all. Why you??" The moon was approaching her husband. "Yes..." The moon held the hand of her husband who was shaking his waist.

"Don't bother me, dear." Dirga spied his temple.

"Sit down, sit down first." The moon led Dirga to sit on the sofa. "I took a drink." bargained the Moon but Dirga shook her head.

"Not to be darling."

"Mas if you're angry don't dong. If the baby is how Mas Inner? Baby has to be a patient child." The moon rubbed her belly which started to distend.

Dirga's emotions dropped slightly as the Moon called the baby "Papa's son is fine." Dirga slipped her hands in the stomach of the Moon.

"Why why even?" the sound of the moon is made like a child.

"You received Marcel's proposal. It feels so good. I don't want to be so happy." Dirga leaning on the back of the sofa.

"Everybody has a mass, Mas. I'm sure Oliv wants to give Marcel what it is."

"Darling!" annoyed Dirga while frowning.

"Let Oliv be happy, Mas. I'm afraid someday there will only be regrets when they're not together. Don't take Oliv's fate like mine, Mas."

"Ohhh." Stiffened his body. " So you're happy because you're not with your past? Are you married to Mas?" He stood up and left the moon.

"Eh, Mum. That's not what I meant. Massager.."

brakkkk

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

See you next episode guys ' ' ''5