The Love of Kalila

Proposal

Suddenly he remembered Dem's words about his suspicions to Sindi. At first, Dem did admire the beauty of Sindi despite being her best friend's boyfriend, but the longer Dem seemed uncomfortable near Sindi. Because in his opinion, Sindi was like wearing a mask in front of Marcel.

"Bro, I don't mean to interfere in your love affairs and there's no disturbing intent. I only watched Sindi kayak overburdened for a long time. What's he, vangke?" dem didn't ask frankly because he didn't want his friendship to break down because of girls.

"Weigh what? He asked for this I love, I asked for that too. Not just, but everything he asked me to do. That's a burden?" marcel asked back after he was proud to show off the course of his love affair to Dem.

"Yes maybe, he asked for a fee, you love the apartment. He asked for sandals, you love diamonds. Excessive you might make him burdened." explained Dem again but still odd to the point.

"Maybe, but I don't think so."

"Or not him... You're the same he already is.." reflect Dem guessing in a negative direction to be posted in a crowded place.

"Ish." hit Marcel into Dem's head full of weeds. "Gue loves him and plans to marry him again. So until then, I respect the crown." Marcel made a moved Dem.

As if there were tears dripping, Dem pretended like someone was crying.

"That's really new. How can there be rich men you anyway." Dem quipped.

"Awas ah, disgust."

They laughed together because they cheated on each other. Even so, it was unbearable for Dem to say his opinion at that time about Sindi.

His mind returned to Sindi who was still hesitant to open her voice. His eyes looked at the girl sure. Wishing what he imagined was not what Sindi would say.

"I... I.." said Sindi stammered. "I lied to you." - Sindi.

"What lie is babe?" marcel asked, starting to frown.

"I.. I'm just a poor girl. I'm not a rich man. My parents in the village lived a hard life and I went to college because of a scholarship. I've never lived in that elite C apartment. I just live in a regular boarding house in a slum neighborhood. I.." Sindi's cries broke and grew more and more broken in every honesty she said.

Her grimacing lips and was about to reveal another honesty were gently lashed by Marcel's lips. Trying to calm Sindi down with all the tenderness she gave.

Sindi has felt those lips repeatedly. But none of it made his heart shake violently.

"Enough, I've never nagged anything about you. You think if you say that I'll back off?" ask Marcel. Then Sindi shook her head slowly.

"Then, don't reveal anything again. I promise, I'll make you more comfortable with what I have. Because I love you so much." said Marcel again staring at the face of Sindi.

"But.. Hicks.."

"Okay, let's be sure." Marcel kneels before Sindi. Grabbing his hands and linking their fingers. "You want to marry me?" Marcel proposed to Sindi. Without rings, without preparation.

"If you marry me, I promise I won't make you anything less. Mine will be yours. I will make you comfortable and calm living life with me." continued Marcel more convincing.

Sindi hesitated. Not immediately answering yes or no, he just cleared his throat deeply. Confused what to answer. Be married? What about another year that Dhika promised? Though in his mind, if within two years he did not stop loving Marcel, he would decide the man and turn to Dhika. Even though his mother's father would definitely curse his life.

"I have to answer now?" tanya Sindi lirih's.

Marcel rose up his kneeling style. Smiling satisfied while staring at the endless beautiful face of Sindi.

"I know, you doubt because of my parents right? Yaudah, we'll meet them soon. Okay?"

Want to not want Sindi to nod first. Just think of a way to get out of this situation.

I had not thought it was time to introduce Sindi to her parents. Not only honest with Marcel, Sindi has also been honest with Nana. Fortunately Nana's response never once ridiculed or grabbed him. Nana even blamed herself for guessing before asking.

"Well." amazed a woman who's almost middle-aged. (It's hard to say. Because of the story Marcel's mother is still beautiful.)

Aunty Henny who is still very fresh and fit lined up with the three princesses and Mr. Marlon next to her to welcome Sindi.

Previously Marcel had told about Sindi and privacy that had just been revealed. Seeing the reception further irritated Sindi. Upset because he who can not take a stance to make his choice. Plus the Marcel family's welcome was excellent. Mr. Marlon was also very good at the time. Warm, wise, and smiling.

"So when can you meet your parents, baby?" ask Mr. Marlon who has declared himself to be called papa by his prospective daughter-in-law. So did aunt Henny.

"But, pa, the village of Sindi is remote and the house of Sindi is ugly. Sindi was embarrassed." he said honestly.

"Honey, papa and mama are not shy and do not hesitate to go there. Why are you ashamed? Means you're not grateful to the parents who raised you so well until now" Henny added.

Raise well what. They're just fucking parents selling their daughters to the rich and milking their boys. Sindi should be grateful. Well, grateful too. Grateful that Marcel's parents did not know the ulcers of the Sindi family. If they know, maybe now Sindi will also be expelled from the prospective family.

"Yes, ma. Later Sindi told the father of the same mother in the village." Sindi pasrah.

"good. Duh, glad I pa, will have a daughter-in-law." said girang aunt Henny.

Seeing happiness everywhere makes Sindi's heart become unwieldy. Afraid of disappointing the laughter of those he met when he reported this happy news.

In the midst of his heartbreak, Marcel came to calm down. As usual Marcel grasped the finger of Sindi's long wiggle finger while smiling warmly at her.

"I'm so happy." whispered Marcel in the midst of his family's fanfare. A smile from Sindi.