Chapter 6 - How Romantic He is!

As close as the park was near the estate the grown up man meant, it was still three alleys from Charisa’s house, and it was the location that led Charisa Davis to put it in the number one place the girl avoided at night, next to an old burial ground. The land owner had indeed relocated all of his graves and bones to another cemetery, because the land would be used as a shopping centre later, but it was still the former burial ground will remain a cemetery for a Charisa Davis, the place where the ghosts met, Convention hall for supernatural creatures being. And the mature man now asked her to come there alone at night like this.

What kind of a future husband, the grumpy uncle is!?

Charisa was going to ignore the man's orders, the girl had been pacing the kitchen floor of her house. Between coming with all her fears, or letting the man there so that the man came to his own house. Until the man’s strange sentence suddenly recorded by her lazy brain.

Propose to you?

What did the uncle mean to say? Why did he come at night like that to her residential area? Charisa asked to herself.

The girl went to her bedroom immediately, she opened her cupboard and took out a white hoodie, which the girl put on then. Charisa turned the path toward her desk, she pulled a large drawer under the desk, looking for an item she would need later. But the girl never found the item.

The girl had been looking for a flashlight from her summer school camp last year, but it hadn't been found. Charisa opened her cell phone, there were two calls from Mr. Skandar Hemingway. She took a quick breath, she had already wasted half an hour of the man's time again, and surely the man would be angry at her again. Charisa finally decided to get out of her room without continuing to look for the flashlight.

She decided to go to the park without a flashlight, while wearing her shoes, the girl typed a message that said she would come to the park soon. Charisa looked so rushed that she forgot to say goodbye to her sister-in-law. Amanda saw her from the top of the stairs on the second floor of her house. She looked at her sister-in-law quizzically, Amanda never saw a Charisa Davis out at night alone.

The sound of Charisa's shoes stopped when the girl opened the gate of her house, the girl's hand movements also stopped when a human figure was caught by her round eyes. The man was standing behind her, next to his car which was parked in front of her house.

"Uncle Skandar?" Asked the girl to make sure.

The mature man turned his head at the origin of sound. Charisa felt as if her round eyes were lying to her. No, Charisa didn't see him wrongly, because the man was indeed Skandar Hemingway, Skandar who looked back with a smile when he saw her.

"Why does uncle come here?" The girl walked closer to the man.

"If I do not come here, do you want for coming to the former cemetery land?" Exclaimed Skandar a little annoyed, the man checked his cell phone from inside his coat pocket.

"Stupid girl, I'm not cruel enough asking you to come over there at night. Your message has just come in, even though I've been here since the last time you’ve called me." Skandar said again, the tall man complained.

"Forgive me, uncle..." Charisa could only bend her face, she knew she had made him wait a long time in the cold night air.

Skandar Hemingway looked at her with his bowed head, then a small smile appeared on the edge of his lips. The mature man then touched the long ear of the white hoodie which his future wife was wearing. The girl in front of him always wore typical of high school student clothes, because the girl was in fact still a teenager.

"You look cute." Said Skandar unconsciously, and patted Charisa's hoodie ear softly.

Charisa just responded with a confused look, what's so funny about her, actually, saying sorry for her age was not something that was included as a joke vocabulary. It’s not cute. Noticing the young girl's gaze in front of him, Skandar immediately changed his face to his usual stoic face.

"Come on, follow me..."

The man pulled his future wife's arm toward him, and invited her to walk closer to his car. Skandar removed his hand from Charisa's arm, and walked alone across the passenger door in the front seat.

The cold man took out several items, and carried them all difficulty. The man then walked back to the place where Charisa was standing alone. Seeing all Skandar's carry-on now, Charisa Davis reflexively took a step back. The girl was so shocked to see it.

"What is it?" Charisa asked carefully.

"I have already said that I will propose to you, have you forgot?" Said Skandar quietly.

The man said in a stiff tone. But still, all of the mature man's expression couldn't hide his expression tonight, the man's cheekbones were flushed, it was not a usual thing that came out when the man was annoyed, like something that was closely related to the wrong thing.

Charisa was still silent, the girl didn't know what kind of sentence to say. Her small round eyes traced the belongings the man was carrying. He brought a cute big rabbit doll, several sets of balloons which coloured pink, purple and white were already blown and flown on the bright night. The cold man also brought a pretty large white roses bouquet. Charisa stared to the white rose bouquet for a long time, she never saw such a beautiful white rose bouquet.

"This is for you." Said Skandar again.

The man gave the girl a bouquet of flowers and a rabbit doll, the girl's arm touched his hand as he gave the two items, the balloons that had been tied to the necklace of the white rabbit doll floated slightly as the holder switched hands.

Skandar looked at his future wife for a moment. Honestly he was already nervous doing all these kind of heroic deeds, this was his first time doing for a girl. Even though Charisa Davis is just a childish high school girl, the young girl was still a girl, and the girl in front of him was now just frozen.

Did he buy the wrong thing?

Aren't these the right things to propose a girl?

“Please don't laugh, this is my first time proposing a girl. Did I prepare the wrong item? Why are you silent?" Asked the man to her panicle.

Charisa smiled at the words of the man. She knew, all of those items were things that a man usually gave when proposing a girl, wasn't he a loyal viewer of dramas with her sister-in-law, but Charisa didn't know if it would feel like this. There was something warm which filled her chest silently, it felt tickled her stomach when he approached and gave all this to her. Why was being proposed by someone causing your stomach ticklish and you wanted to smile all the time?

"I never thought, uncle would propose me. I guessed because of our matchmaking, uncle wouldn't care about this kind of thing.”

"Do- Do you not like it?" Asked Skandar, he failed to understand.

"No... I really like these, it's so beautiful... I'm glad that uncle has prepared all of this."

The girl smiled to Skandar, she gave an innocent and beautiful smile to the man who was speechless because of it. Charisa kissed her rose bouquet, the hood of her hood fell off and revealed the girl's long hair, which flowed beautifully against the white rose petals background. The girl looked as beautiful as an angel.

Seeing Charisa, Skandar couldn't believe that God would pair him with a young high school girl like Charisa. Yes, he would not argue back if his future wife is beautiful and sweet. Skandar nodded at the words of the young girl, until he almost forgot something very important.

"I almost forgot, Risa."

Skandar took something from his pocket, the man took out a small red box and opened it, a white gold ring with a few small diamonds around it. Charisa was pounding to guess what the man would do next. The man did not kneel like the scene of the man in the drama which the man hated. Skandar Hemingway still stood with a strong style, but what Charisa would not forget how romantic this man was what Skandar Hemingway said after this.

“Charisa Davis, I can't promise that you will always be happy with me. Because human life is not a Walt Disney fairy tale which will live happily ever after, God will definitely test his people’s life. God will test our household later too." Skandar paused his words, the man looked into Charisa's eyes seriously.

"But believe me, when I become your husband, and you are my wife, I will do my best to spare you from hurt, sadness and unhappiness. I want to be the first to make sure you are well, to provide you with as much feelings and loves which I can ever give as your husband, that's all I can promise you.”

"Uncle ..." Charisa said softly, the young girl really didn't know what to say. She was really touched by this man. Now she knew how responsible a man from the Hemingway family was now.

"Maybe the beginning of our meeting was because of the wishes of our families, however after all, our lives will be our own. I want to hear from you, just from you." Skandar took a little step forward, the man had lifted the ring which Charisa had been staring at.

“Charisa Zwetta Davis, would you be my wife? Would you marry me?" Skandar said carefully, the words seemed to make Charisa's heart stimulated dozens of times to beat faster.

"Yes, uncle." Charisa nodded her head, a drop of tears fell, but they were happy tears. "I want."

Dad...

Dad will be happy to see him right?

Charisa will be happy if dad is happy too...

"Thank you...." Said Skandar quietly. The man then took Charisa's right hand gently, and put his ring on the girl's ring finger.

The girl with round eyes raised her head, looking at the tall man in front of her. Charisa looked at the man's face for a moment. The mature man smiled sincerely to her, made her smiling on him too. Charisa could feel the man's hand stroking her hair lightly a few times, it felt like she was protected.

Skandar observed his future wife’s behaviour who was looking at her ring. Then she hugged the rabbit doll that he gave to her earlier.

"Thank you for everything, uncle." Said Charisa which was replied with a thin smile from her future husband.

"Is it only this? Aren't you two kissing?"

Someone chirped suddenly, from their right. Making the two people just now flinched in surprise. Charisa turned around reflexively. Noah, Amanda, even Yuta and Anna were standing near her house’s gate. The four of them were very compact to watch Skandar and Charisa as if they were both a live soap opera.

"Less kissing, Skandar!"

"Charisa, congratulations... How very romantic both of you! Uwuwuwu...."

"You have sold out finally, Char!"

Charisa and Skandar heard their netizen giving comments, both of them immediately stared at each other and took a step away from each other. Skandar even looked embarrassed when Noah, his future brother-in-law, looked at him curiously over the shoulder of his future wife's friends.

“HEY!! Why are you all here?" Charisa shouted on the four of them. The girl lacked the sense of seeing the stupid behaviour of the people around her. She should usually be stupid one, shouldn’t she?

"Oh yeah, you guys can do the final touch. Let's leave them alone." Amanda said reflexively, and led the three people who still wanted to see the soap opera.

"Which final touch does she mean?" Charisa said parroted while she was seeing Amanda had trouble entering Yuta and Anna into her house’s door.

"I told you, we should be in the burial ground just now!" complained Skandar, patting his forehead.

------ To be continued ------