When Married?
The KM Part 117
One week passed Bunga was admitted to the hospital, his physical injuries had healed completely and this afternoon he was allowed to go home. Ms. Marni had gone home first, while Bunga was sent home by Sastra. They are both in the car now.
"Flower, before I go home I want to take you somewhere," take Literature while still focusing on driving.
"Where are you going?" Flowers glanced sideways staring at Literature.
"Mmmm, secret, we'll be there soon." Literature gives her a sweet smile.
Literature turned his car on the banks of the Barito river and it appeared that his bodyguards were already there.
"Come on." Literature opened the car door and extended her hand.
Literature invites Bunga to sit on a wooden chair, behind which lay the beauty of the sunset pusahdu in the river. His bodyguards carried dozens of red and white roses, and he knelt down and opened the box with a beautiful diamond ring in front of his girlfriend.
"My Lord, marry me. I am not a perfect man who is impeccable, or a man who is good at expressing love with words like a poet. Nor can I promise that your life with me will always be happy because human life is always decorated with two colors between crying and laughter. But I can guarantee that you are the sole owner of my soul and body, the woman who reigns as queen in my heart for the rest of my life."
The girl's smile flashed with her beauty, her eyes filled with a twinkle of happiness. "I'm ready, let's get married!"
Literature got up from her kneeling position earlier then sat down beside the Flower, took out a ring and pinned it on the Flower's ring finger.
"So, am I proposing to you right now?" sastra said while looking at the girl with love.
"Hmm." Flowers nod.
"I'm really accepted?"
"Thank you, baby, thank you." Literature instantly scooped up the Flower of her lap and kissed her. Literature kissed the whole pretty face of Flowers. The girl thrashed to be let down because Sastra kissed her in a public place.
"Sas, don't do this and put me down! It's a public place, it's your bodyguards looking at us!"
"I'm sorry baby, I'm too happy, I don't care if they see anyway." Literature even continued its activities earlier, while Bunga continued to try to escape and now the girl's face was reddened like a boiled crab.
The bodyguards holding a bouquet of roses instantly turned their backs, they felt ashamed themselves seeing the behavior of his master who patted his lover did not know the place. It is a pity for the bodyguards, most of whom are still single, because they are treated to a scene that makes them languish.
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The next day Arya Prawira flew straight to Banjarmasin to fulfill her son's request, Sastra wanted to marry Bunga and asked her father to come see Bunga's parents.
About ten luxury cars were already parked in front of Flower's Cake & Bakery, Sastra and Arya Prawira entered the store and her bodyguards stood on standby in the courtyard area.
The workers were immediately excited, Nisya ran back to call Miss Marni who was baking a cake.
"Tan... Aunty, it-it's a pretty dimple already in front but the datengnya not alone, continue to bring his bodyguard also more than usual, indeed the girlfriend of Mbak Lia is sultan huh?" Nisya spoke to her.
"Oh yeah? try to call Lia up, let Auntie come forward now.
Miss Marni opened her apron and walked into the store, she was also surprised because the arrival of Literature this time was not as usual.