
6 Months after the divorce, now Marwah has held a divorce deed from the court. A long journey, and much more change in the world than Marwah can understand. And, Marwah reminded himself that even though his life was on the edge and full of pain, Rambo seemed very determined to keep Marwah from all dangers. Well, the man will fight anything for Marwah's happiness.
And Marwah will not just be silent, they are still in love even though they are separated. As their struggle to meet again and unite, and he himself will not let Rambo fight alone for himself.
"I've said, don't keep your head down. What do you see down there?" asked Rambo while confirming his black suit.
"Ti-nobody."
"I'm not gonna patrol tonight, not look at your head hair. Let's try to hold your face up, let's have a more lively dinner tonight."
"I'm sorry I'm just a little embarrassed, Om."
"Don't be shy. I was wrong, just relax. Can't be normal like usual?"
Amidst the conversation, the resto waiter came carrying the order. Waiter with a stupid red bow tie.
"Please bring me what I asked for, okay?" Said Rambo.
"Well sir," he answered, then walked away from Rambo and Marwah's desk.
They kept quiet, wondering if there might be something unexpected. "Come on, until when do you want to keep looking down? Not comfortable with the place? You don't look happy. It's so cruel, I feel guilty and awkward." Rambo said back, a little depressed Marwah.
"No Om, it's not that. I'm a little nervous because suddenly you gave me this pretty dress for me, dressed up, and dined in a fancy place like this. It's my first time feeling it, so I'm a little nervous."
"Aren't you comfortable?" Ask Rambo.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Drink the juice, don't stay stiff like that. Or cut the steak, and eat it. I want to see you greedy."
Marwah's lips immediately shriveled due to Rambo's temptation. Take the juice of the red color of the heart. Delicious and a little stingy to dasa. The aroma is very fragrant and only in the contents of a quarter of a glass. Finally after that Marwah dared to look at Rambo.
"Taste good?"
"So bad, pait."
Rambo immediately laughed with that innocence. Gone immediately his annoyance just now, when he got a view of Marwah's simple face and what it is.
"Don't drink any more, I'll have the waiter bring me some vanilla ice cream." Rambo said while crossing his legs. "You're so pretty tonight, I don't know how to find your ugly look five years ago. So beautiful, that I was enchanted so many times."
"Stop talking Om! You love to seduce others, how can I believe it?"
"Let's know, I don't have the words to let you. But without me even answering, you can see how I stare. How my eyes look at you. There is a saying; when men fall in love you can see it in the way they look, and when women fall in love you can see it in the way they smile." Said Rambo, while advancing his body and smiling thinly.
"I said this from the beginning, and my feelings have not changed even from the first time I met you. I love you, more than I love myself."
He paused for a sip of his juice, until the waiter came back with the order Rambo had requested. A dish covered in aluminum semi-circular cap landed on the table.
"Allow me, look at your smile let me know how you feel. I don't have any gifts for tonight's meeting, like a young man dating a lover. I've been feeling unworthy of it, just that I don't want to make this night pass by and ordinary. To convince yourself, I have a small gift. "Rambo continued and then grabbed the end of the dish lid, and opened it slowly.
And a small black object appeared that was familiar to both of them. "Pragma bracelet... " Said Rambo with a smile.
Marwah was just silent while looking at that thing trembling. His eyeballs were rounded in the shade of his beautiful petals, the light of the glowing lights reflecting on the reflection of his glassy pupils.
"Om.. This-you still keep it."
"Of course, you think I'm going to throw it away. A woman struggled desperately to present this thing to me, but she herself had a hard time." Reply Rambo, his expression instantly changed. "Pragma Bracelet, the term love in Greek mythology. It means eternal love. Full of deep meaning. Where there is no more selfishness between two people in a relationship, all they do is try to make happiness and make their partner happy."
Rambo raises his face, and they look at each other again. "Like that woman's fight for me. Carefully make money, buy romantic objects for wedding gifts. Though his own heart was badly broken, he thought I would live happily with that marriage. Indirectly, she gave this bracelet to show how she felt back then."
"When Kania, her best friend gave this to me, she said; a pair of bracelets with the symbol 'Pragma' or 'Eternal love'. He wants me to wear it with my partner, so that our love matures and develops as the meaning of the symbol 'Pragma' itself." Rambo continued, while Marwah could not see him... His soul felt full of dim light.
The night is getting more and more dark, but the moon is still bright. Behind this meeting, a rustling air blew their thumping chests. Rambo still did not finish his words, he still grasped and looked at every detail of the bracelet Marwah gave him.
"I've never worn this bracelet on any woman, because to me as she wishes, only she deserves to be my partner, and only she has the right to wear this bracelet with me. And the one I mean is you, Marwah." Rambo.
Quiet Marwah at once, his eyes immediately rounded violently as Rambo pushed his chair to get up and change position, he stood before Marwah and squatted in front of him while thrusting a bracelet.
"Marwah, I love you more than anything in me. Even though I didn't realize anything including this feeling until you left. I know, I love you when I realize how much I think about you all the time. I woke up from that thought and realized that you had become so important to me. Tonight, publicly and formally, I propose that you be the mooring of hearts and the last port of my love vessel. I want you to be my wife, the woman who accompanied me to life. So tonight I ask you, will you be willing to accept my proposal?"
Tears filled the eyes of Marwah. He lowered his head while rubbing his eyelids with fingers. While the lights are getting dimmer, witness a history that will materialize.
Marwah nodded slowly full of novelty. It was as if he did not believe in all of this. Dear God, everyone knows.Today comes not as easily as it seems, many struggles and events that happen days back.
"Don't cry."
"No. I'm just moved." Marwah answered, then she looked at Rambo with glazed eyes. "You already know the answer Om. I accepted your proposal."