The Last Cliff's

Chapter 12's

Pov: Clarissa Mae's.

"Marriage is like a chain, beginning with a ring, and then strung together to spin forever. Clarissa Mae ! Will you accept this ring as the beginning of our household chain ? Being the mother of our children ? To be my adornment of the world and the hereafter ?"

Oh my God ! I could no longer hold back my tears, the tears that I had pledged could only shed while praying for my parents, had to be spilled out of control, pouring heavily on the chest of a man who was precious to me.

"Vinnie-" That's all I can whisper. I could no longer continue, changing increasingly tight cries squeezed my chest. I closed my eyes when I grabbed her neck and I'll never take it off again. I put myself on the ark in the sea of love, I want to be forever.

Let twilight know the color of my tears, let night tell all about Clarissa being teary in the arms of a man. Let the world hear my humming, be a witness that I was once happy in a man's breaststroke.

On top of the navel of papa and mama, on the ground where they dwell in eternity, Vinnie proposes to me. Pronounce verses that are more sacred than all the scriptures.

"Risson !" Vinnie's whisper was soft on my ear side, giving me goosebumps, because only papa and mama called me by that name.

We take off the hug. Then his hands clasped my fingers, taking me to stand beside him, facing the tombs of papa and mama.

"Master and ma'am Ma, by your side of the navel I betrothed your beloved daughter, allow me to make Rissa happy with love and loyalty. We beg your blessing."

Vinnie's voice sounded heavy and deep like he was talking in front of papa and mama.

When a flamboyant white flamboyant thundered and reigned on our shoulders, I understood it was a sign that in nature there papa and mama approved our request. "Thank you Pa, Ma, in his steps I will sort my tracks, in his hands I will devote myself, and in his breath I slip my breath." I promise in the rest of my sobs.

For the first time I felt Vinnie's hand grip was very friendly. For 4 years we had a heart relationship, only then did I feel 'desired'. Especially when then she wiped the tears on the corner of my lips, I felt 'owned'. And when she pinned the black veil over my head and kissed my forehead, I felt 'guided'.

I melted, melted in her arms, as Vinnie held me back for a long time, hugging me tightly as if she didn't want to take me off again. "Yes God ... Thank you for all your touch to his heart." Haru I am in a grateful heart.

Only God can do that, touching the man's heart until he has the confidence that I am made from his ribs, that I need his protection, that I am the perfector of his destiny.

"Take my step, Vin ! Point my way, our children's way, and Raquella's way to God's palace." I reply in a sigh between my breaths.

"We step together, Rissa ! Without you by my side, blind my eyes, darken my world, for you are the lamp of my soul."

I slowly felt the hair under my veil being gently brushed against it, and then my head was held in her chest once more. From there I felt her heart beating just for me, stoking my belief that I was the only woman she wanted. "If you will, I will stop my beating so that you know that you are there, in eternity." His whisper.

"Yes, Vinnie ! There's only us, in eternity."

After the bird's tweet at the frangipani shoot, which seemed to be whistling mocking, we released a hug only in the span of an inch.

"Don't ! It's not me you should be kneeling." My ban when he starts to duck. "It is not appropriate for you to bend your knees to anyone. Because to me, you are the true ruler."

He hesitated, I knew what he wanted to do.

"Uprise, My Warrior ! Blush your chest !"

Vinnie followed my will, though he still didn't understand. Until finally he smiled as he grunted softly as I turned and leaned against the chest of his field, letting both of his arms encircle my body from behind.

"Say, Vin !" rengekku.

"Okay ah !" Candins .

"Vinnie !" I screamed half.

"Since when did Clarissa Mae turn into a crybaby ? Isn't she 'Little Margaret Thatcher' ?"

"Vinnie !?" whine me, that time while struggling a little.

"Look, Mr and Mrs Ma ! Your daughter is getting spoiled. Ahhaha ...."

"Hiks ... Hicks ... Hicks ...."

"Yes ... Aye ... Don't cry anymore. Sin your hands !" comfort her, but she knew that I was just pretending to cry.

"Lazy gw, you're ignorant to wear d !" reply while touching my fingers to his knuckle.

"Clarissa Mae, I stuck this ring on your ring finger as my wish to have you until the end of time."

"Arvine Dowson, I accept this ring as the beginning of my devotion to you until the end of time."

I could no longer say anything, except turning to face her face while cursing. And hope ....

There is a red twinkle at the end of the horizon when the sun is still too high, of course it is not dawn or even dusk, nor is it a moon of misfortune. There is a blue haru at the tip of the frangipani when the wind is reluctant to blow, of course it is not the sky or lowly stars. It was a twinkle of color in my tribe, reddening and turning blue at the same time, brightly glowing when my lips were touched for the first time by the lips of a man.

The clouds dance, the weeds accompany, sigh and sigh as if singing a song about lovemaking, when I no longer know how to accept his lust when Vinnie humps and ******* my lips.

I no longer cared for the hoarse voice of the sky mocking me, as my mind grimaced asking for more. My whole body demands lust gratification. I just found out what it's like to 'want', which turns out to be more terrible than the 'wanted' taste'. I was ashamed, but I could not resist, for the disgrace came from within me and I could not resist.

Then the void incarnated, when Vinnie took off his lips. Shameless, my tongue exclaimed: "Again ... Vin !"

"We're not halal yet, dear !" he answered, grounding my mind, driving out the devil from my soul.

"Hiks ... Hicks ... Hicks ...."

"Let's wait another week, I'll justify you."

His words flowed like a river in the garden of heaven, drugging me.

"Yes, Vinnie ! I'll wait-huh, HAH ! WHAT DID YOU SAY ?"

Unquantified despair, turning all the sorrow and sorrow of the past 4 years into matchless happiness.

"Yes, Rissa ! If you want, I want to marry you in a week."

That means in the next 10 months I'll have a child ! Oh my God ... Thank you for your blessing.

"YES !! Dear ... I want to."

Let the leaves mock me, "shameless !". Let the wind scold me, "Fuckin' itch !". I jumped in excitement, landing my body in Vinnie's arms once more. That time to be sucked in the tip of my nose, even without lust.

When a pair of red butterflies perched on my papa headstone, and a pair of yellow butterflies perched on my mother's grave. I knew that my mom and dad were happy, seeing my happiness that afternoon.