The Love of the Duda

TCSD 118: In the Garden

"So how, are you willing to accept my proposal?"

On a park bench, Krisna and Sekar were seen sitting together while looking closely at the lotus flower pool that seemed so soothing to the eyes. The leaves are wide and float on the surface of the pool water combined with a towering pink flower stem, as if to be a sight that has a romantic impression, just like the romance of two people in the eyes of those who pass by nearby. In fact, if they know, the two people do not have any relationship at all, other than just a relationship just know each other's names.

Now, the twenty-one-year-old girl seemed a little surprised to hear the question posed by the man who was currently sitting by her side. He considered that what was said by Krishna when he first came to the house he was in was just a joke. But apparently, this moment back the man asked again. And there was not a single expression on his face other than just the expression of someone who was shocked and confused half to death.

"Sir, this seems too fast. We just got to know each other, right? It would not be appropriate for you to directly discuss the subject of marriage."

What Sekar said is not without reason. The girl was of the view that love at first sight was impossible. In his eyes the feeling present at the first meeting between a man and a woman is only a sense of admiration and not love. That's what makes the young girl a little doubt about what the adult man who was beside her felt.

Krishna gave a little smile. It is true what this girl said. He himself is still not too sure whether what he feels is love or just admiring it. However, ever since the incident where the girl was almost a victim of the immortality of the stepfather, the desire to be a protector that was in him for this girl suddenly came just like that. And according to him, only by marrying this girl is the only way.

"Maybe in your eyes this is all too fast, but not for me. I've been convinced by my feelings that I want you to be my life partner."

"Are we not trying to get to know each other first, sir? I mean we're having a serious relationship first?"

Krishna laughed softly. From what was said by this girl beside him, it was like something was tickling the ears. "For me, something serious is marriage. Other than marriage, in my eyes the relationship that happens between two people is not a serious relationship. Because it is only in marriage that we are required to keep each other's commitments that have been made."

I don't know what happened, the old virgin who in his past often flocked to change lovers suddenly became a man who had such wise thoughts. This time he glorified a marriage relationship after stopping his wanderings in search of what the word true love means. Love that is worth fighting for, kept sacred and not just to play around or just to vent.

Who does not know Chris? Even all loyal readers of this story know how the track record of a Krishna Raka Argananta in his love life. What he has lived so far is nothing more than just having fun with a woman who is his partner. A wanderer of love who has not yet discovered what love is, which must be kept pure and sacred. And last night, ever since his heart was disturbed by the presence of the vegetable soup carrier girl, the man felt more confident to live the rest of his life with the girl.

Sekar who had previously intensely looked at the expanse of the lotus pond that was in front of him, he slightly shifted to look at the man beside him. "T-Mr.... I'm..."

Krisna's eye tail that captures the movement of the girl's body position, making him also shift his sitting position. And now the two's eyes meet and lock.

Krisna put a smile on her lips. He grabbed the arm of Sekar's hand, and he brought it into his arms. "Can you hear what's inside my chest?"

Sekar's earlobe that was right in the chest of Krishna's field slightly gasped. Heartbeats that sound so loud, like hinting if the man is currently feeling a sense of excitement. It could be love.

Just nod slowly. "Yes, I can hear it."

"But Sir..."

"Sstttt...." Krishna cut out Sekar's speech. The man tightened his grip. Gently, he stroked the black hair of this girl. "I really want to have a serious relationship with you. Not just a date. I want to marry you, make you my wife to stand with the rest of my age."

Tests.....

A drop of clear grain glides free from the eye fertilizers. Being in the arms of Krishna, as if turning back his memory will be loving embrace of the father who has died. Word by word that was spoken from the lips of Krishna, like a raindrop that soaked his arid soul of the meaning of love and affection. Because ever since the father left for good, he never even felt what love was.

"S-I have to answer what Sir?"

Krishna smiled knotingly. "I'm not asking you to give me certainty right now. I only ask you one thing, Sekar!"

"What is it, sir?"

Krishna broke his embrace. He looked at the clear net of the girl in front of him. He rubbed the girl's cheek with gentleness. "Feel everything I'm going to do for you, Sekar. I will not prove the love I have for you by playing sweet words in front of you. I will prove my love by being someone who is always by your side, to protect you."

Krisna's remarks further encouraged the clear crystals that gathered in Sekar's eye fertilizer to flow faster. The figure of a father who always protects him, now clearly drawn from the inside of a foreign man who just last night he knew. Now I can't say anything. His lips were tightly clenched. Until the girl could only look at Krishna's face with an illegible look.

Krishna drew his face closer to Sekar's face. Eroding the distance previously created. His hands grabbed the girl's chin. Slightly tilting his face and staring at Netra Sekar in the shade, the man landed a gentle kiss on the lips of the girl.

He gasped for an impromptu attack from Krishna. His body was riveted and his lips were also clenched feeling the sensation of this man's lips touching his.

Not long after, Krisna ended her kiss. He wiped the girl's lips and smiled sweetly. "I will wait for you until you are ready to be my wife, Sekar. May you be the woman sent by God to be the end of my long wait."

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