It was just like any other weekend. It was just like any other Saturday. It was just like any other lunch appointment we usually have with my mom whenever she’s in town.
….or so I thought.
It was initially an ordinary Saturday for me. Then it suddenly became a memorable Saturday, 14 June 2014.
The day I become a fiancée of an asshole.
Actually, I’ve told him several times that I didn’t need an engagement ring. All I wanted was a surprising proposal from him, asking me to be his wife. No ring needed because, as I said in the previous sentence, all I wanted was a surprising proposal.
Was that too much to ask? Well, it probably was. LOL. 😀
I realize that I’m dating someone who’s not romantic, which makes me determined to make him at least for only once in our lifetime, please, please be romantic to me.
I only wanted to, for example, getting into a room with candles on bed forming the word “will you marry me”. That’s it and I will answer yes immediately. (only if the guy is that asshole I love, though. Not that I will answer yes to everyone who does that. LOL.)
I know that justifies of how unrealistic I am, of how I’m being a fool, for hoping such a cheesy act from boyfriend.
But even though there was no surprising proposal as I wanted, he, as he always does, showed me that he could did that romantically in his own way.
No candlelight dinner. No dim light in the room. No roses or any other flowers. No friends hiding in the corner. No heart-shaped or pink-coloured things. Nothing.
Hugging me tightly from behind. Kissing the top of my head. Looking into my eyes from the mirror in front of me. Nervously rocking me in his arm. And asked me in his unusually deep voice, “Will you marry me?”
And of course I didn’t say yes right away. LOL. 😀
But after some jokes and our laughter seemed like bursting out beautifully and gleefuly to the air, of course I couldn’t be more sure to be his partner of life, right? 🙂
After panicking over the realization that the ring was too big for my ring finger, I calmed him down by telling him that wearing it in my middle finger will do. That way I could also show my attitude by showing him my middle finger PLUS the engagement ring.
LOL just kidding :p
To my surprise, he also knelt down and fixing the ring on my finger. I never thought he would did that, honestly. 😀
And after that, it was all overjoyed giggles, looking into each other’s eyes and feeling silly plus embarassed of this unusual act, and a big loving hug while telling each other that simple three words we usually took as granted.
…and it really felt like love was the only thing in the air at that moment. 🙂