Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Finally, With you....

"I don't need a dowry. But I want to apply for some conditions."

A condition?

I think it was quite a long conversation, so I thought it was uncomfortable to talk about it standing up, so I took Suci back to the bed and asked her to sit on my lap. "Say, what are the conditions? I'll try to fulfill whatever you ask."

"I was expecting a better life" he said. "It's not about matter, but about peace. I want you to promise us security, a quiet and peaceful life for our family. It is impossible, but at a minimum, please do not fight me with a grudge. Don't reply to each other again. If the one who terrorized it was Mas Roy, please, forgive him. Also try to get an apology from Stella, it may be difficult, but you don't stop trying. Can you?"

I can't understand the taste. That feels so hard. "I'll try. And I promise, I won't repay Roy."

"OKAY. I assume you agree. What about Raymond? You want to, don't you, try to take good care of your relationship?"

I nodded, agreeing. "I intend to explain our relationship well to Raymond. I hope he understands. But if he can't, it's not my fault that he chose to antagonize me. Aye, right?"

"Yes, I get it. I'm glad you want to talk to Mas Raymond. And. the next thing...."

I cringe. "What?"

"I want to ask you to move my mother's grave to Jakarta. Emm. What can, Mas? I feel heavy leaving this place if the tomb is still here. I'm gonna take care of the tomb. Want to make frequent pilgrimages. If the tomb is here...."

Oh, insincerity. That's what he thinks. "I'll try," I said. "certainly could. Is there any more?"

"Em, lastly, about my mother's trust. Before she died, my mother wrote a letter. She's...."

At that moment, Suci began to shed tears and her voice began to choke. I thought, what made her cry so sad? He was bowed with sobbing cries.

I put her chin up with my finger and I tried to wipe her tears away, but in vain, her cries broke even more.

"Why?" my many.

She shook her head. "Mother...."

"What?"

He dared to look at me. "Mom asked me to marry a good man."

"You're good. But...."

"Emm?"

For a moment, Suci closed her eyes, then said, "Mother wants me to marry a man who can guide me to know God. Not what hit me...."

I gulped with great difficulty. The words felt like tiny needles were stuck into my heart one by one, the pain unbroken. "I understand what I said." Then. couldn't say anything more. I am aware of how bad I am when judged from the religious side. I am a big zero.

Then, Holy holds my hand. "If I ask you to change and be more religious, are you willing? We learn to improve ourselves together. You want to, right?"

I didn't know if I could, but I nodded, assented and promised the Saints. I want to change.

"thank you. I'm relieved. I can be with you, at the same time I can obey my mother's request. I promise, I'll try to be the best wife for you."

I can only smile, I know my eyes are glazed. What I agree on is a pretty hard thing for me to take responsibility for given the traces of my life in a very chaotic past. But I'll do it. Maybe for now for the sake of Saints, but hopefully in the future, I can live it because of the heart, and of course - - because of God.

"Mass?"

"Emm?"

"Why bengong? There's a you-"

"nothing. Just thinking, when are we getting married?"

Sacred smiled with her sparkling eyes. "Two days left. Right on my twenty-first birthday. Say yes, please...?"

Two more days, three words that made me smile. I nodded and tightened my grasp, and hoped that this grasp would not end until the body parted with the soul.

The mourning period is over. God is good. He's giving me one more stroke of luck.

Finally, this day came: the day I got my love back. Dream girl. Thank you, Lord....