People often ask me how Randy proposed, expecting to hear a butterflies-in-the-stomach inducing story. To their dismay, my reply is always, “Next question please!” Hehe.
Kasi naman, the proposal was the antithesis of romantic. As in waley talaga. I remember it was our fifth anniversary as bf-gf. Honestly, I already had an inkling that that was when he would propose. Since it was during the summer (where he was at his busiest–I was still working as site manager of Canyon Ranch, one of Century Property’s projects then), I somehow accepted that his proposal would be olats. He would not have had the time to prepare for any kind of gimik. But because I know people would ask me about how he proposed, ako ang um-effort. Since he will be fetching me from Carmona, Cavite, I suggested that we have our anniversary dinner at Antonio’s in Tagaytay. At least kahit dry ang proposal, romantic ang lugar. Pwedeng ikwento! So I called Antonio’s and made dinner reservations.
However, ang lolo Randy natin ay naipit sa traffic. When he reached Carmona, it was almost 8 p.m., and Antonio’s was closed at 7:30. Hayst. Since I knew he was tired, I just suggested we unwind at the nearby Manila Jockey Club Casino Filipino (because at that time, medyo napahilig kami sa slot machines). But as I rode his car at Canyon Ranch before going to the Manila Jockey Club he pulled a small box. I thought to myself, “Thiiiiz eeez eeet!” In a flash, I tried to recall how the sales agents of Canyon Ranch described our project…rolling hills, cool breeze…ayun! I could romanticize the surroundings and tell people that Randy proposed to me “in the middle of somewhere cozy and private amidst rolling hills and the cool summer breeze one romantic evening”. Then I was holding my breath as he opened the box and asked the predictable question, “Sweetheart, will you marry me?” And then my jaw dropped. Because I had to squint to find the pebble stone set on the ring. Hihihi. And then later, we went to the Casino and shared a slot machine after that. Like I said, ang anti-romantic, dabah?
(Although at the first free time we had together, we eventually headed to Antonio’s in Tagaytay. I wanted this to be the place where Randy supposedly proposed, but no, hindi talaga eh!)
Like I said, it really was anti-romantic. But I’m holding no grudges because in fairness to Randy, he gave me the wedding that I wanted. Probably even more than what I wanted (I hope I’d have the time to blog about it).
Then he gave me a super handsome and adorable son. And now, he is being the husband and father that most women think were just products of the imagination.
So really, kebs na ba kung ano man ang nangyari sa proposal ni Randy. If I meet a pompous woman na niyayabangan ako sa proposal ng husband or fiancé niya at ayokong magpatalo, I could always say that my husband proposed “in the middle of somewhere cozy and private amidst rolling hills and the cool summer breeze”, with matching pa-mysterious smile. O davah?
Anyway, the reason I remembered Randy’s proposal is because of THE proposal of Dingdong Dantes to Marian Rivera. I have long refused to acknowledge that I am a fan of the Dingdong Dantes-Marian Rivera loveteam for many shallow reasons. First, I prefer the Kapamilya over the Kapuso channel by a long mile. Second, Randy likes Marian so much that it makes me jealous. Third, affected much ako sa mga reported wrong grammar and mispronunciations ni Marian. But the not-so-shallow reason I have against them is the fact that their relationship is covered with a shroud of dishonesty. I could not get it out of my head that the two were unfaithful to their respective partners.
But their years of bliss together and engagement made everyone forget the perceived shady kickoff of their relationship. They now have this romantic “we were meant to be” story, and people (including me) have forgiven their “affair”. They were not just a pair of cheaters who just stomped on their ex-boyfriend’s and ex-girlfriend’s hearts just because of infatuation or tawag ng laman–no, they were soulmates who had to follow their hearts. Charot!