183 Days of Being a Lover

183 Days of Being a Lover
45. Proposing


Rendi looked at Rahma with a shady look.


“Will you marry me?” ask Rendi.


Rahma was shocked to hear Rendi's question.


“This has nothing to do with grandfather's request. It is purely my desire to marry you,” said Rendi.


Rahma listened to all the words of Rendi.


“What makes Mr Rendi want to marry me?” ask Rahma. There was no way Rendi would suddenly propose to him. There must be a reason.


“Because I love you. I always wanted to be near you and protect you,” said Rendi


Hearing Rendi's reply, Rahma immediately lowered her head as her face blushed in embarrassment. He was afraid that Rendi saw a red hue on his face.


“Do you know how I felt when you were kidnapped?” ask Rendi.


Rahma raised her face and shook her head.


“I am very anxious and confused. I don't know where to look for you. I am afraid of anything happening to you,” said Rendi.


“I am sorry for coming late to pick you up,” continued Rendi.


“I'm sorry I have made Mr. Rendi feel anxious,” Rahma said while looking down. He regretted making everyone anxious.


Rendi looked at Rahma with a smile.


“Now everything has passed. Now you sit in front of me. I am happy,” said Rendi.


“So, how about my application? Accepted or not?” ask Randy seriously.


Rahma nods her head at the sign she received Rendi's proposal.


“Kok, just annoying. Accepted or not?” ask Randy again.


“Iya, accepted,” replied Rahma.


“Alhamdullilah,” said Rendi while rubbing her face.


“Well, so dong. Make it clear if my application is accepted,” said Rendi.


Rendi took something out of her pants pocket. Rendi put the item in front of Rahma. It was a box.


“What is this?” ask Rahma.


“It is a sign, if you have received my application,” said Rendi.


Rahma took the box and opened the box. Inside was a pearl ring tied with white gold. Rahma looked at the ring. The ring is simple but looks luxurious.


“Beauty once,” praise Rahma.


Rendi smiled hearing Rahma's words.


“Secretty owner,” said Rendi.


Rahma held the box. “Can I try?” ask Rahma.


“Of course. The ring is yours,” replied Rendi.


Rahma took the ring out of the box and put it on. The ring is a little loose. Rahma noticed the ring around her ring finger.


“How? Enough, no?” ask Rendi.


“Slightly loose.” The uterus twists the ring so that it looks loose.


“Let me buy you a new one. Let your fingers be measured. So it can fit on your ring finger,” said Rendi. Rendi changed her call from me to me.


“Not necessary. This ring will be redundant if you buy a new ring. Waste of money only.” Rahma took the ring off and put it on her middle finger.


“Well, it's enough if placed in the middle finger.” Rahma looked at the ring that was coiled on her middle finger.


“As far as you want to use on which finger,” said Rendi.


A restaurant employee came with the food they ordered. The employee put food and drinks on the table.


“Thank you,” Rahma said when the employee finished serving food. Restaurant employees just nodded their heads and left their desks.


Rahma looked at the steak in front of her. The steak looks really good. Rahma's stomach is rumbling. While at the theater, Rendi bought her popcorn, bread and soda. But now his stomach was back. Rahma looked at the circular clock on her wrist, the time already showing at half-eight. His stomach was back in his stomach.


Rahma sliced the steak and ate the steak. The steak was soft and the flavor matched Rahma's tongue.


“Hmm, so good,” praise Rahma while chewing steak.


“Alhamdullilah if delicious,” said Rendi.


“You want me to cut the steak, no?” asked Rendi when she saw Rahma slicing the steak.


“Not necessary. I can cut myself,” replied Rahma.


Rahma continued eating. Rendi ate while watching Rahma. The girl ate quietly. However, a happy look on his face.