I waited, he was staring off into space, with his mouth hanging wide open. Maybe I should repeat myself.
"Edward? Be honest, if anda don't want to marry me, then tell me, but I would really appreciate it if anda berkata something."
I watched as his eyes slowly refocused and he closed his mouth. His expression was hard, determined.
"I'm not saying no, but are anda sure anda want to?"
I thought about it as quickly as possible. I was testing him. If he agreed to marry me, then he did cinta me, if this was all a joke to him, then he would say no. It was easy to decide.
"I definitely want to. I mean, I cinta you, I've had experience dating, and I know when something is wrong, but I can tell anda do cinta me. So, of course I want to marry you. But, do anda want to marry me?"
"Let me think about this for a little bit."
He walked over and sat down on the sofa. His eyes on the floor. I kept my eyes on him, waiting. I sat as still as possible, just waiting and wondering what was going through his head. Maybe he really didn't cinta me. What if he didn't want me? I pushed that thought away.
About an jam later, he finally stirred. He looked up at me and I looked back, wondering what his answer would be.
"I thought the guy was supposed to propose, not the other way around."
I stared down at the ground now, trying to keep the tears from falling.
"I know I cinta you, but isn't this going to fast for you?"
I didn't look up as I said,"No, this is at the perfect pace."
"Well then,"he said.
He pulled my chin up and grabbed my hand, pulling me off the bed, until I was standing just inches from him. He made me look at him, never letting my hand go.
"Elizabeth Martin,"he berkata as he repositioned himself onto one knee. I gasped, then he continued,"I cinta you, and anda cinta me. I want anda forever and ever, and I promise to cinta anda every second, of every hari of forever. And I need anda to answer this question. Will anda marry me?"
I smiled, a really big smile. I watched as his hand reached into his pocket and pulled out the velvet black box, the one with the ring that ding dong had returned, the most beautiful ring in the world.
"Of course, Edward Cullen, yes I'll marry you."
He opened the box and pulled out the ring. He slid it onto my finger and it fit perfectly.
"This ring was the one my father gave to my mother. And I want anda to have it."
And for the first time, he kissed me, full on the lips. And I kissed back. It felt nice, this was a passionate kiss, but I could tell he was holding back. I enjoyed the ciuman very much, but much too soon did he pull away.
I looked at him, confused.
"It's nothing against you, but I don't want to hurt you, which could very easily happen, honey."
"I know, anda have super strength and all, but I did enjoy the kiss."
"As did I. But tomorrow, I want to ask anda every pertanyaan I can think of, no matter how stupid, I want anda to answer as best anda can and honest."
"Okay, but why tomorrow?"
He looked to the windows, it had gotten dark, and I hadn't realized it.
"Oh."
"I'll let anda sleep now. For the wedding, I want anda to decide."
"Okay," I said, sitting on the bed.
He leaned down and kissed me again. I tried to ciuman back only a little bit, and then he left the room. I laid down for a little bit, before deciding I should get ready.
I grabbed the bag from off the floor and then I grabbed my PJs and headed for the bathroom. I changed into my light berwarna merah muda, merah muda tank puncak, atas with a monkey on it and the matching pajama pants, and brushed my teeth. Then I went back to bed.