PRETTY GHOSTS
Ozil's Seriousness
"You could be kidding me, mas" snorted Nirmala as she headed to the sofa and laid her body there. Although her heart was quite vibrating when she heard the word exercise to be the wife of the mouth of the man she liked, but the woman immediately dismissed her happy feelings because she did not want to expect more so as not to be disappointed.
Ozil, the man who had just been devastated by helping Nirmala, suddenly develops a smile, looking at the woman's behavior. His eyes stared fixedly at the woman who was lying on the sofa ats with her back. The man then looked at the sky of the room with a wandering mind. "What don't you think I'm talking about seriously, Nir?"
Nirmala was stunned again. But for this time the woman chose to remain lying down without wanting to look at the man lying on the cage. His mouth did not take out a single word to simply answer or say something. But his mind actually grew some questions that were enough to make Nirmala's heart confused.
"Since you've lived here, we've always done the same. Even you know for yourself, as long as I never walk with another girl. If you finish work or are off work, I choose to spend time with you or walk you even though only muter around the Mall. So, it's not wrong if I invite you to go to a more serious future?"
Ozil let out his voice again and what the young man said successfully left Nirmala dumbfounded. Suddenly, the woman's mind rumbled. Not because of anger, but the woman was confused. On the other hand, there are parts of the heart that feel happy to hear Ozil's words, but in some other hearts, Nirmala is afraid of being too hopeful.
"Actually this afternoon I went to my friend's house, to talk about this, Nir." Ozil again said as he looked at the back of the woman he was talking to. "I ask for affirmation with my heart. However I have told you, like you, I never felt loved and I also often harbored love. So how do you think? If we just get married and live peacefully in my village?"
For the umpteenth time Nirmala was stunned, and this time she was more astonished by what she had just heard. "Married?" asked Nirmala to reinforce the words she heard. the wanjta got up from his lie down and immediately stared intently at the man who was staring at him. "You're not kidding anymore, are you?"
"Who's kidding?" deny Ozil. "I've never been this serious about talking to girls. I also do not want to happen what will happen to you later, and maybe it's time I have to organize my future for the better. It's not possible for me to be an Ob all my life, is it?"
Ozil chuckles again. "Hehehe .. yes consider it so, the official room later, the important thing is that you first, want to not. Official nagging business, I should at least go see one of your families, right?"
"Yes too" said Nirmala, nodding faintly. "But will they approve?" suddenly there was doubt in the mind of the woman when Ozil mentioned the word Nirmala family. The woman was also immediately filled with sadness because at a time like this, her parents were gone.
"Merestui or not, that's a recent affair. What matters is my intentions are good and how your. Later if they do not want to give your blessing, I will still marry you without blessing. They're not your parents either, are they? We will also get many solutions from my parents and others. You don't have to be afraid."
Hearing Ozil's very convincing words, the anxiety that had attacked Nirmala's mind immediately vanished, changing the sense of comfort and also happy of course. Without responding, the woman laid her body back and turned her back on Ozil. His smile was immediately raised and it seemed like tonight Nirmala would not be able to sleep.
"Well, how about going to sleep again?" Ozil protested. "Where? You want to marry me?" the young man asked again, but until a few seconds passed, Ozill did not hear Nirmala make her voice. "Ih, what a gemesin? Another person was asked seriously, even left asleep. Nirmala, wake woy! Answer my question."
On one side Nirmala was still smiling her own smile without any intention of replying to Ozil who was yelling at her. The woman of course wanted to and this was what she had been waiting for since she knew the young man.
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