Forbidden Love On A Full Night
It's better....

Ram was in my cabin early in the morning. He grinned at me who looked adorable because of the drowsiness that still ruled me. Although trying to relax, but still last night I can not sleep thinking whether Ram will change his mind or not. I wait in agitation. And as soon as I saw Ram in front of me, I was thrilled.

"Are you ready?" tanyakanya.

I nodded while pointing at the bag of clothes I had placed on the sofa, then cleared my throat, "Is everything okay? Nothing has changed?" ask me to make sure, looking at him expectantly, at once with a million question marks.

Ram take a step forward. Cupped the curve of my cheekbones with her head slightly tilted, then she kissed me. One soft kiss stuck to my lips, then he looked me deeply in the eye. "What do you feel? Has anything changed?"

I smiled happily, and shook without hesitation. "No. I trust you. Everything is still the same. Thank you, Ram."

"Well."

"Then?"

"Then...."

Then one kiss landed on my lips. Go deeper this time, and, I let him give me one soft bite on my lower lip, plus one very tight hug. "Thank you."

"We'd better leave now" he said, grabbing my bag. "Come, you can sleep in the truck."

I'm nodding. "That sounds fun." As I yawned, I followed Ram to the truck in his arms, then climbed up, sitting in the passenger seat.

There was Welly there, approaching us. "Wait here" Ram told me, then closed the door.

"You want to go back to your village?" ask the girl.

Ram nodded.

"He...?"

I know what he meant was me.

"I need to take her. I want to introduce you to my family."

Oh my God, I'm happy to hear Ram's answer. But also sad, not sad. It must have hurt a lot to be in that girl's position. He was crying, his eyes were glazed, and his voice trembled as he spoke.

"Yesterday you said there was no other girl."

"I'm sorry. But.he's my choice. The only."

"Then me?"

Ram could not answer. I don't want to hurt that girl any deeper. "Sorry," he said. "I have to go. See you soon."

But the girl didn't move. Still staring at the man who had so clearly not reciprocated his feelings. While crying.

What am I supposed to do? I didn't want to hurt her seeing our departure. But I don't want to get off the truck and give up the chance to be with the man of my dreams.

"Is everything okay?" my many.

Ram nodded. "Don't talk about it." He put my bag at the bottom of the truck with his backpack, then slipped behind the wheel and started the engine. The man pulled my hand slowly. "What are you doing there, honey?" the scolding that saw me leaning my head against the window.

I grinned as I moved closer to Ram and rested my head on his shoulder.

"How long does it take to get there?"

"Five more hours."

"Oh, too long, yeah."

"Fear tired? It's not too late to change your mind."

"Eh?" I'm pouting. "Don't say that. I can do it, though."

"Alright, Miss Manja." Ram chuckled happily, he turned his head to the side to kiss my forehead. "Now sleep."

I yawned again. "Indeed the plan was so." As I lay down my body, I put my head on Ram's thigh and closed my eyes. I fell asleep as soon as Ram turned the street and woke up after an hour and a half.

"Aren't you sleepy?"

I nodded, sat up straight and looked out the window. "It's far away, huh? Aren't you tired?"

"It could be because it's normal, honey."

"Well, thank goodness then."

"You talking?"

"Emm? Can, anyway. The topic?"

"Past time. But don't fight."

"alright. Is there something you want to ask?"

"Yes, actually."

"But?"

"But too afraid of your reaction."

"Ask me. I want us to be open to each other."

"Rame?"

"It's dangerous to see you open."

Eh?

"Raaaaa...!" my peek. "Don't joke...."

"really, right? There's time for that. But not now." The man chuckles.

"Basic crazy guy!" ledek. He made my face red. "What do you want to ask? I'll answer everything."

"alright. Sorry but, yeah. And don't be angry. I just want to know about your previous marriage. Tell me anything you think I need to know."

"On that." I took a deep breath. I know sooner or later we need to talk about my past. But. I shook my head. "I don't want to tell you. But.not now. Not on this trip."

Ram flashed a smile, gently he grabbed my finger and clasped my hand tightly. "Nothing will change. I won't be angry until I drop you by the side of the road. Everything will be fine if we open up to each other. And I'll open it, if you're willing."

"Not funny!" my protest was throbbing.

Ram did not respond, he just gave a silly grin and asked again, "Tell me?"

Well, I'm raising my shoulders. "What am I supposed to tell you exactly?"

"Why did they die?" ask Ram, trying to relax while focusing on driving.

I know you're gonna ask me this. But I can't tell you the truth one hundred percent. "I don't know the real reason why. Everything that happened to me was due to chance or destiny, I don't know. My first husband died because he was killed. Our car was thwarted by a herd of robbers. My husband was stabbed and his life was not helped. My second husband had food poisoning. As for my third husband, he's a state man. He's been shot." And all of that happened on our wedding day. "Are you afraid to be with me?"

"I'm not afraid to die."

"But I'm scared."

"You left your fourth husband-to-be out of fear that he might die?"

"One of the reasons, yes. And I don't want to repeat the same mistake, marrying not wholeheartedly. And with you, I'm honestly afraid to get married. But I don't want to lose the chance to be with you either. I don't understand, what I think and what my heart wants is contradictory. I want to be with you, but I'm afraid to bring you shit."

Ram smiled knot. "Jalani. If something bad happens, at least we've been together."

"Ram...."

"Finally...."

"Don't talk like that."

"That's just a supposition, dear."

"But I don't want to."

"No one can avoid fate. If it finally happens, it happens. Maybe in that moment you will be sad like before, but you will have memories because you are with me. Your last man."

My heart slips. "Don't talk about this again. Would help?"

"Just talk. There's no need to be afraid."

"How possible. I'm experiencing all this. I'm...."

"You can live with our memories, Purna. Do not be with others because of compulsion, you will never be happy. Our love, it's the only stop for your heart."

I smile. Eight years without me, he has become a poet.

"So?"

"What?"

"You're deliberately asking me to introduce me to your family?"

"More than that. Think of this as a test for you. If we want to have a future together, you have to look at my origins, and I have to see your reaction. If you can accept everything about me, we can be together. But if not, there is always a chance for you to give up. We won't live with your parents' wealth."

I smile again. "I've had enough with your love."

"Only a child says that."

"I'm an adult."

"If you knew."

"That's the mind of a man. Too narrow."

"We can't live only with love, dear."

"could certainly. Look, yes, if you love me, you will always fight for me. You will work to support me and our children. Among your many activities, you will always take your time to be with your family. You won't let me feel alone and lonely. And you will not leave my nights without warmth. That way I'll live. Only with your love."

Ram smacked his lips. He wanted to laugh but he didn't. "Well, if you define it that way."

"You'll always love me?"

The answer comes in the form of a hand. Ram pulled me and leaned me on his shoulder. "always. There will be no end."