
" i know you're still hiding other things from me, what are you afraid of ? answer honestly you can't not talk to me whatever it is you have to tell" Raka still forced me, but I can't tell you now about what I'm afraid of. What makes my mind unhappy.
" Raka I can only accept what you will do about our relationship, but I will remind you one thing not to hurt your parents, no matter where you love me. " I saw Raka she just silently heard my words, without any response
Raka parked her car in my alley . He still hasn't spoken . I got out of the car. Rakapun followed me from behind.
" asalamualaikum" I entered the house. Raka followed me, We sat on the living room couch. Mom came from the kitchen .
" waalaikumsalam, what time is this dear?" tanya mamah quipped.
"sorry my mah took megan too long. I had dinner with my parents" Raka smiled .
" well, dinner is over. Yeah, what do you want to drink?" ask mamah .
" i went straight home mah, it's too late" Raka saluted mamah.
" you're careful on the road well son, don't speed "mamah said attentively.
I drove Raka to the porch.
" Greedy thanks for today, I'm so happy" I clasped Raka's hand .
" oh yes I have something for you" Raka took out a small gift from her jacket pocket.
" you open it when I'm gone, I go home first, you rest well." Raka left me. I also went into the house .
I went to the room to save the small gift that Raka gave me. I saw 4 gifts lying on the bed, but I did not want to open them. I cleaned my already sticky body. I want to go to bed because I am tired all day. Mamah today didn't introduce me too much. Good thing, I don't want to worry about me.
After the shower, I tidied up the gift lying on the bed keeping it on the table . I lay down my tired body all day. Tired of body, tired of mind. I saw the sky in my room. Dreaming of the incident at Raka's house. My feelings raged.
I saw the parcel from Raka. I took it, I opened the gift tape. I opened the package. Inside is a heart-shaped jewelry box. There's a fold of paper stuck in that box.
Happy birthday dear.
Long and healthy life always.
Come with me ,
You may doubt, but I am sure.
You don't believe, but I already believe.
You are the only woman I want to marry.
Wear this ring, even though I haven't officially proposed to you.
Suppose I proposed to you at the beginning, I've worn another ring in my day, you wear this ring on your finger
I love you megan. Stay with me, never disappear from my sight.I will never allow you to leave this earth
Your dearest raka💜
I shed my tears, I was happy. I have never felt happiness like this. Feel very loved. But I don't want to get carried away with all this. Considering the gap between us is so steep. I shed my tears I can't imagine if I have to take Raka off, or Raka has to be away from my life. I love Raka more than I do. My attitude that seems indifferent is only a fortress so that I do not love Raka too much, I can not imagine when I have to lose it.
Slowly I opened, I saw a beautiful ring. I wrapped the ring around my ring finger .
" thank you Raka for the happiness I've loved you all along" my inner self.
I closed my eyes. I was also sound asleep .
The sunlight has already revealed its light. I woke up because there was a slight slit of light coming through the window . I'mawakened. I stretched my muscles. My legs ache, my body hurts all. Maybe the outbound effect yesterday was felt today. I see there are still some gifts that I have not opened.
The first package was brown with a slightly large size, I opened it. I saw a greeting card there.
*Happy birthday, sister,
I always wish you all the best, whatever you want to be
I opened the box from Sindi turned out to be a green army hodie sweater. I tried it and it turned out to be right for me.
I saw the second box with the gold-colored wrapper of a long-sized box. Iopenit. 3 Drum sticks . I smiled seeing him.
*happy birthday.
Long life, happy always .
It's your stick backup. Soon lgi we have a lot of tour you should be spirit okay
IKO*
The third gift is red with a black ribbon, the box is large . I'm weighing what's in this box. Iopenit. It contains va* brand sneaker shoes**. I know how much these shoes cost.
*happy birthday to megan.
long life and happy always yes
alex*
Alex gave him the basis of this kid why give me such an expensive gift.
I saw the last parcel, medium-sized. I opened it, a watch not a black tin can.
from Rasya
Happy birthday to bochil. May the prayer that you pray always be granted by God. Best prayers for your aging age .
My perfect life even without my father's affection, I have them. I took my hapeku . There are a lot of messages there. From my brothers and sisters, they sent me prayers on my birthday. There are some school friends. I scroll the other messages. From 3 of my friends and from Raka . I replied to their messages one by one thanking them so much because they love me so sincerely.
" dear you're up" Mom knocked on my room door.
" come in and I'm awake" I said half-screaming.
Mamah looked at my messy room full of used packages of gifts .
" duh kadanya this expensive" mamah pointed at the clock and shoes
" from whom dear" asked mama
" sneakers from alex, clocks from Rasya" I replied.
" just what did your boyfriend get?" mamah was curious to see the beautiful gift lying on the table.
" it's "I show you the ring on my ring finger.
"there is someone who has been asked this" he blinked his eyes teasing me.
" not yet" I answered.
" hold on ?" ask mama with a seductive face
" there's nothing going on, 'cause I haven't been proposed, when I was proposed without my family's consent" I put my lips on
" oh well how's the dinner?" mamah's countenance still implies curiosity
" ah mamah kepo" I said
" well you do, do not want to tell the same mamah" seductive mama by nudging my hand.
" there's nothing about our mah just dinner, Raka introduced me to her parents" I replied
" that's it, we have breakfast yuk mmmah laper, you hunt wash your face" Mamah pulled my hand that was still sitting on the bed.
I cleaned up all the trash scattered in the room, tidying up the presents I got today. After making the bed, I went to wash my face and have breakfast with my mother.