Nine years ago, with the age of eleven I married him.
While walking on the aisle with my dying father, I looked at him. My seventeen year old groom. I knew all along that I was only a child in his eyes. But I promised back then. That he alone would be my husband till I die.
But that was a long a time ago. A very long time...
Now with the beauty of a nineteen year old lady, I stood in front of him. A shocked expression was all registered in his handsome face just like Nine years ago...
Where I shouted at him.
"MARRY ME KUYA!"
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