
For a moment Silvi gawked at hearing it. He was still fixated on listening to the man in front of him, who expressed his intentions directly without a stale word.
“I'm not a young man who can make a word of romantic seduction, Silvi. And honestly you were the first woman who could make me understand what love is. And I hope you are also the last.” Zain spoke looking at Silvi's face in seriousness.
“Love?” silvi shouted opening his voice.
Zain nodded his outstretched hand to grasp the palm of the girl. “Yes, the love I have may be just simple but indefinitely. I'm not a billionaire man, I'm just an orphan man who always tries to work hard. However, I will always try to make you happy, I will try not to let your life in shortcomings.”
Silvi was moved to hear it. It felt like he wanted to cry, hearing word for word that was coming from Zain's lips. He doesn't make a romantic word? However, it was able to make his heart beat fast. His words had even broken through his heart. Belun there was once a man like this to her.
“How, do you want to marry me?” ask Zain. However, Silvi just fell silent staring at him. “Or do you still need more consideration time?” continued.
Again Silvi just fell silent, making Zain feel desperate. He wondered if his words were less convincing. For a moment he started to feel nervous. Will he get a rejection this time? Zain continued to monologue in his heart.
“Or don't you want?” ask Zain carefully. This time his heart felt a pain looming back rejected. However, he knew a feeling could not be forced. So, if this time he failed maybe he would back off. Zain slowly pulled his hand.
“OK, if you don't—”
“I want,” said Silvi suddenly who was able to give Zain quite surprised suddenly. He could not believe hearing it.
“I want to marry you Zain. Let's build a household together.” Silvi pulled Zain's hand back.
“You're serious?” zain couldn't believe it.
Silvi nodded enthusiastically. “Iya. I've been waiting for this moment since Zain.”
Now the two look at each other between disbelief and love. The gust of night wind hit, in a moment the atmosphere became very haru.
“Since the first?” zain asked confusedly.
Silvi could-can he keceplosan if he had admired Zain long ago. Precisely after his first meeting at the club' night while with Alana. “I mean, I'm waiting for you to propose to me directly instead of passing through a piece of paper and flowers one truck,” Silvi later. Maybe he was telling the truth.
Silvi was surprised to hear that. How the man knew. “Eh... How can you—”
Zain chuckled slightly, taking the girl's fingers. “Can I put this ring on your finger?” zain asked without intending to answer Silvi's question beforehand.
“Em.. may,” the answer is nervous.
Zain gently pinned the ring on Silvi's finger. “This ring was designed directly by your friend – Madam Alana. He said, he wants me to propose to you with this ring.”
“Alana?" Lirih Silvi couldn't believe it.
“Iya. I actually prepared another ring. But, I have no power to resist the wishes of pregnant women instead,” said Zain chuckled lightly. She recalls Alana's debate at the company when she expressed her intention to buy a ring to propose to Silvi.
Silvi swiped the ring she was holding, smiling as much as she was for Alana. And finally he was able to fulfill the cravings of his best friend, to marry Zain. However, not only for the sake of cravings Alana, she accepted the man's good intentions. All because he has the same taste for her.
“Okay, we're getting married in two weeks. I think two weeks of preparation is enough,” Zain said at last.
“Eh..”
“What?” ask Zain.
“Kok so doang. You have no intention to say—”
“Say what?” tanya Zain raised both of his eyebrows.
Silvi thawed, what an insensitive man. “Yes, I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” says Zain.
“Zain!!” shilvi shouted annoyed. Zain immediately covered his ears, as Silvi's screams were able to squeal his ears.