Will You marry me
Will you marry me
No sooner had the gray clouds begun to fall than William reached the village of Mariana again.
It happened to him for the first time in his life that in such a big city he could not find reasons to amuse his heart.
His heart kept begging to go to the village
That girl! Some naughty innocent with beautiful eyes
William smiled
He had decided that now he will go to the village and meet this girl. The pain of his heart will end only by seeing her.
William's father was a businessman and living in a high society, William entrusted the treatment of his heart to a village beauty.
William was sitting at the breakfast table with his mother Karen
Karen placed the cup on the table while drinking tea
"My son!" Karen's voice was worried. "How long will you take life so frivolously? I want you, not just me. Your father also wants you to take over the business."
"Mom I will join the business soon" he said with a smile while breaking the half fried egg
"I've been listening to you for the past two years, William! How long?"
Now you are marriageable I want"
William got up from the table while his mother was still talking
"I'm going hunting"
"You and your predatory friends" said Karen angrily
"I love you mom" He was ready to leave while kissing mom's face
"God bless you"
After a few hours he entered the village limits. William did not know what attraction it was that had drawn him from the city to the village.
The gray clouds had not yet opened when he entered the village
Edward who was storing the fruit in a basket to prevent it from spoiling in the rain
Great to see William there
"Here, I'm glad you came again," he said, holding hands with love
"Come!" He said pointing towards the garden rooms
"It rains very fast here and starts early too! I don't want you to get wet and get sick."
William was happy with their love
"I'm Grateful" The room was very simply decorated. He said while sitting on the sofa
"This is our duty," Edward put the fresh juice on the table. The wind before the rain was shaking the curtains
"You don't feel cold, William," Edward closed the window tightly, but the window wouldn't close properly.
"No nothing special" William got up and started to help close the window.
"Actually," said Edward, sitting down in the chair
"This house was mine before, meaning we used to live here, then when I expanded this garden, I built a new house for my children and made it a guest house."
"Very good," William commented, taking a sip of his juice
"I'll arrange a bed for you in the other room," said William, getting up, "you must be tired."
"I'm hungry, too," William said with a laugh
"God gave you life. I'll bring you food now. You'll surely like duck meat, or you've got chicken."
"Rabbit will be much better," he said cheerfully
"I make the best of food." William put the fruit inside and hurried home, the clouds still thundering.
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"Mom! Why is Mariana so quiet?" Joseph motioned her to the kitchen where Mariana was quietly cooking.
"I don't think it's a bad thing. Silence is worship," Edward said as he entered the house
"Of course it's not a bad thing," Joseph laughed, "but I don't like Mariana worship, it's more interesting to see her doing mischief," Joseph said lovingly.
Mother looked at Mariana and spoke in a whisper
"O Mary! Save my daughter from all trouble."
"Take it!" Edward waved in the direction of the white rabbit wife
"Make it nice"
"Sure," she said cheerfully
"Is there a special guest?" Sully stopped at a thought as she walked toward the kitchen
Mariana looked in her father's direction
"Yes, William has come," the father said, stroking Joseph's hair
Mariana could not believe her ears
Has he really come? The Lord heard his prayer
Mariana turned her face towards the wall
She did not want anyone to see the colors of love scattered on her face and those shining eyes that could beat the sun.
Mariana's heart was beating with joy
The rain had started to fall with a loud noise.
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"I found the colors of the flowers white when I went here from the village." Fixing the sleeves of the white shirt, William did not meet Mariana's eyes
"Yes! You are telling the truth," repeated Mariana in her heart
"When I left this village, I realized that my heart was as heavy as if Mount Everest had been lifted and placed on my heart."
He came a little closer to Mariana
Mariana looked down and looked down at her hands holding a brown wooden basket with a single red apple in it
Coincidentally, Mariana was also wearing a red frock. With her blonde hair neatly tied, she looked as beautiful as a princess. Mother had sent her to the garden to fetch some raw apples so that she could give a dish of apples to the guests who came from the city. Make and feed it which is cooked in milk and it will be so delicious that their guest will not forget its taste after going to the city.
"Marianna" William called her name with such love that her heart started beating fast because of this love. Mariana thought that someone would have such a beautiful name.
"Let me confess that you are the one who stole the burden of my heart, the world's misery, and the color of the flower. Do you believe that?" William held out his hand to her.
Mariana bowed her head as she felt her hand trembling
William gently took her hand
"Do you believe that you are the reason" he said in a beautiful lost tone
"Maybe," her voice trembled
"I want you to be a part of my life so that I can get rid of the burden of my heart, return the splendor of the world and the flowers regain their colors.
Will you support me in doing this?"
Mariana did not answer, she slowly tried to release her hand
William held Mariana's hand tighter and pulled her closer to him
"Feel how hard my heart is beating" Mariana looked into his eyes
"Will you marry me Mariana" William's eyes were in Mariana's
"Yes," her words trembled.
William hugged her to his chest while she shivered. Both lovers had to admit that the burden of the heart was lifted and the heart began to dance to the tune of love.
William kissed her on the lips and vowed to be together forever. Nothing but fate could separate them.
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