Sharing Love: TWO RINGS
Will You Marry Me?
...This part has been revised....
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The tour project in collaboration with the Shinhwa group is truly extraordinary. It's very strategic. Lots of foreign tourists who visit the place where they will do the construction of the hotel. It is only natural that a lot of large companies are targeting the tender of the development project. But Raka won it.
Initially one week was enough to take care of all the files and all sorts related to development. But, suddenly there was something that made him have to be pushed back. Shinhwa's wife is ill and treated for a fall from the stairs.
Raka decided to stay even longer, because given Mr.'s kindness. Lee's. He felt bad to hear the misfortune that befell the wife of the President.
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“Where are you going, Ay?”
“Mas Raka, this really can be a walk?”
“You want the next three days to stay here?”
Ayu nodded at Raka's question.
“Boleh, to the palace where the filming of Drakor is not Mas?”
“Bby, where else to go?”
“Maybe looking for souvenirs similar to this country, Mas. But later I try to find info, deh, kosher snacks where.”
“Ya already, you are ready. Ten o'clock we go out.”
“Truly, Mas?”
“Iya”
“Free, right, huh? Hehehe ..”.
Raka just chuckled while shaking her head.
Then go into his room.
At about ten, Raka and Ayu went to visit Gyeongbok Palace. The largest palace in the Joseon dynasty is located in the North of Seoul.
Because it was spring, the flowers around the palace were blooming and it made Ayu look at the amazement around him.
Wow, that's really good. Just like the Drakor movies I've seen.
Ayu looked at the local and foreign tourists who came there. There are also those who wear traditional Korean clothes, namely Hanbok.
As if to know what the woman beside him was thinking, Raka decided to take Ayu to one of the sellers and rental places.
“Mas Raka, what are we doing here?”
“Buy clothes.”
“Make what?”
“Make us wear, Ay. Time to eat.”
“Tsk, Ayu also knows. I mean Ayu, why do we buy clothes here.”
“There you choose. Choose more than one also may, just consider this my gift.”
“Hah! Really?”
“Not want?”
“You are, who refuses if given free.”
Ayu scanned every single clothes hanging there, a sigh of admiration coming out from her mouth.
What dreams can I wear and have. It feels so good to be a princess of the old kingdom. Ayu giggled to herself hearing her words.
“Accept?”
“Already, Mas Raka himself how?”
“Already too.”
After paying and changing clothes with the help of the store clerk, Ayu and Raka return to Gyeongbok Palace.
It turned out that the more afternoon, the more crowded and both were very lucky because that night was also there holding a lantern party.
The tourists are treated to various performances, ranging from traditional dance, fireworks, and also lantern flights.
Ayu really enjoyed it all.
“Where? Glad.”
“Banget, Mass. Never once dreamed of coming here but now you can even come here and also wear these clothes. Thank you yes, Mas.”
“Please take a break before tomorrow return to Indonesia and share the report file.”
Both Ayu and Raka laughed.
“But, Ay. I'm really sorry about you, about the incident before coming here.” Raka said sincerely.
“Nothing, Mas. After all, it has passed and Mas Raka has also apologized to me.”
The two threw smiles at each other and looked at the star-studded night sky, as if to complement the happiness of the two.
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If yesterday the day after Ayu and Raka went to visit Gyeongbok Palace, this morning both Ayu and Raka again struggled with reports because Raka had to suddenly meet online.
There is a technical error that occurs when you want to launch an ad, so these two people cancel plans to enjoy culinary tourism destinations.
Instead, tomorrow night Raka invites Ayu to go somewhere she says is still a secret.
At about seven o'clock in the evening the two had just finished their work. Finish bathing Ayu cooks in the kitchen and Raka takes a bath.
“The smell is so good, Ay. What are you cooking?”
“I cook white rice only, Mas. continue the same instant chiken wings and other chicken preparations. As if it was purposely provided here for us. Coincidentally halal lebel all.”
“Wah, I'm getting hungry. Already mature yet?” ask Raka who just finished taking a shower.
“A minute, yes. I still prepare first, Mas Raka just wait there first.”
“OK, deh.”
The woman looked even more charming in her eyes, Raka propped up her chin and continued to look at Ayu.
In a moment, Ay. Any minute.
After the cooking was over, the two ate very solemnly. Raka that adds a few times, because she's really starving. Ayu who saw that chuckled. He also enjoyed dinner, besides the good food. Also due to the presence of the man in front of her, who currently already had his own place in Ayu's heart.
If only it could always be like this.
Ayu then turned her gaze away from Raka before the man knew that she was being stared at with a look of adoration by him. He re-eat fried chicken with Korean spices.
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Today is their last day in Seoul. Raka invites Ayu to dinner at Pierre Gagnaire in Seoul. After a day struggling with work and the afternoon before coming here, they visited the state of the Shinhwa Group President's wife and just to say goodbye as well.
See the beauty of Seoul while enjoying an appetizing dish. Thought Ayu.
Ayu's heart was really happy so excited.
But the dinner that was going to be normal, immediately turned into a romantic dinner. Table with table lamp and room lamp in the restaurant with dim light, white rose in a small vase on the table.
The table and chairs are located a little away from other restaurant visitors. It is close to two large windows. A view of Seoul at night.
Ayu was nervous. He did enjoy the dinner served, but not in the real sense. Maybe because Ayu was hungry after a day of struggling with reports sent via email and canceled several important meetings and other important appointments. So he finished his meal.
But from that moment his mind wondered.
Is this just a feeling or is the atmosphere romantic?
But come to think of it, why did Raka do this?
It seems that it is only Ayu who thinks too much about things, maybe because the restaurant is expensive so the concept is this.
Yeah, that must be true. You are this, Ay. Watching too much Drakor so follow the halu.
When Ayu was busy eating the appetizer, Raka berterhem.
“Ay, you why?”
“Eh, I'm fine, Mas”
“Nnothing, but from earlier daydreaming continues. Your body may be here, but your mind is out of nowhere.”
Duh, got caught, huh?
“Times anyway?” katilah.
“Hhm.”
“Mas, may I ask?” because I'm really curious.
“Please.”
Actually Ayu herself hesitated, but rather than her own assumptions. He better ask Raka directly.
Ayu quivered to neutralize her nervousness.
“Before I apologize, maybe this question makes Mas Raka uncomfortable.”
“So?”
“Why do we eat here and the atmosphere” look around.
Raka understood Ayu's intention.
“You're not comfortable?
“Eh, bu-not that mas. But, like feeling like you want to lamar.” said Ayu in a soft voice in her last sentence. He lowered his head in shame.
“Indeed.”
“Hah! How?” Ayu immediately raised her face, looking into Raka's eyes.
Raka let out her breath. He reached into his pants pocket and put a blue box on the table. Then Raka's hand held Ayu's hand.
“Sukma Ayu Rengganis will you spend time with me until our hair bleaches? Until one of us is separated by death. Ay, I am not your dream man and can not promise always happy or make you not shed tears. But I promise I'll keep going when things aren't okay, until you ask me to leave.
Okay, errata. Even if you tell me to leave, I will be restless and hang by your side. Do you want to be a part of my life? As a couple, as my wife. As the mother of my children. Are you ready?”
Ayu closed her gaped mouth with one hand, her eyes festering hearing Raka's confession and question.
Suddenly Ayu reminds her of Raihan's conversation before their departure to Seoul.
“He's a good man, Ay. Support if you are him, if you refuse. Surely he's heartbroken for the umpteenth time.”
“Means mas?”
“He already likes you, before you married the shucks.”
“Ish, from Raihan.” Hit his cousin's arm.
“I'm serious, Ay. He did not dare to say. You think when he went a few months out why try?”
Ayu shook her head.
“Ngobatin his heart is sick again, because you married.”
Ayu's mouth gaped at Raihan's words.
“Serious, Mas?”
Raihan nodded his head.
“Malah was going out of the country, but because the Raka parent forbid. So just get out of town. Since you already know this, I hope to accept him this time. You also deserve to be happy. Okay.”
Ayu regained her senses from the daydream and saw the man in front of her still holding tightly to her hand. The man was still fixedly staring at her, those eyes were also so longing and hopeful.
Ayu nodded her head steadily. Raka's face turned bright, the man opened the blue velvet box and put the ring on Ayu's ring finger.
“Thank you, Ay. Coming home from here I directly faced both of your parents huh. We are married.”
If the light is not dim, maybe all visitors can see Ayu's face that has turned red.
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