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PART 10

    Everything was finally as it should be. As it should’ve always been. John Rolfe had been banished from her tribe and forced to go back to London. John Smith promised Pocahontas that he would always stay with her and never leave her again. She made the same promise to him. Their lives, their hearts, their souls had become one, never to part again.
    When he looked into her eyes and held her in his arms, he felt warmth that he never felt elsewhere. He felt Cinta that he never thought was possible. When she looked into his eyes and was held in his arms, she felt safer than she did elsewhere. She felt Cinta that she always secretly dreamed for.
    They held each other, ever so tightly and close together that it seemed their hearts could almost be touching.
    “John” Pocahontas wept. “I was so frightened that I was going to lose anda forever.”
    “No,” he whispered. “When I told anda I would always be with you, I meant it.”
    “I know anda did, but it scared me to think that anda could’ve died and it was my fault again.”
    “Pocahontas, I told anda once and I’ll tell anda everyday for as long we both shall live. I’d rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.”
    “Oh John,” Pocahontas tightened her grip on him.
    “Pocahontas,” John said. “Promise me something.”
    “Yes,” she said. “Anything.”
    “If I shall ever come close to death again, don’t be a hero. Don’t try to save me. Don’t put your life in danger. If anda die, trying to save me, my soul will die with you.”
    “John,” Pocahontas stared at him. “I can’t let anda die. I had to save anda and if anything ever happens again, I will always jump in front of the bullet for you. I have to save you.”
    “You already have saved me, in lebih ways than anda will ever know.”
    He tenderly grabbed onto her face and brought her lips to his. They shared a passionate, affectionate Ciuman that brought tears of joy to her eyes.
    “Pocahontas,” He smiled. “I talked to your father.”
    “Oh?” she said.
    “He berkata yes.”
    “Yes?”
    “In fact he berkata nothing would make him happier.”
    “What would?”
    John gently moved Pocahontas out of his grasp. He put one knee to the ground and placed Pocahontas’s hand in his.
    “Pocahontas, my love,” he started. “You are my best friend, my soul mate, my heart. You’re everything I will ever need and everything I always wanted. If anda spend the rest of your life with me, I promise to spend the rest of my life making anda feel as happy as I do when I’m with you. Marry me?”
    There was no other word that came to her mind, but “Yes!”
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    The spirits knew the hari was good, for two souls would be eternally joined. The hati, tengah-tengah of every member in the tribe rejoiced. Pocahontas’s father stood sejak John Smith.
    “I’m proud to give my daughter to you, but before I do, there’s something anda must know.”
    “Yes sir.” John respectively said.
    “I was enough for her not long ago, I was her number one, she told me so. And she still means the world to me, just so anda know so be careful when anda hold my girl. Time changes everything, Life must go on and I'm not gonna stand in your way, but I loved her first and I held her first. And a place in my hati, tengah-tengah will always be hers. From the first breath she breathed, when she first smiled at me, I knew the Cinta of a father runs deep and I prayed that she'd find anda someday, but it still hard to give her away. anda take care of her.”
    “I will do right sejak her. I’ve never loved another like I Cinta her. I promise to always be with her sir.”    
    “I know anda will, son.”
    The great Chief Powhatan and John Smith shared a hug. He was welcomed into their tribe and into their family.
Pocahontas was alone in her tent, her hati, tengah-tengah was prepared and glad for the occasion.
    “Pocahontas.”
    She turned at the sound of her father’s voice. He smiled at her with joy. In his hand was her mother’s blue necklace.
    “At long last, your mother’s dream has come true.”
    Pocahontas turned around and let her father place the kalung around her neck. She turned once more, to face her father.
    “My dream has also come true. John Smith is a good man. I have faith he will make a good husband and bring much joy to your heart.”
    “He will, father. We both Cinta each other very much.”
    “Your mother and I were married on this day.” He smiled.
    “You mean—”
    “Yes,” he said. “This is the anniversary of my wedding with your mother. There could be no better hari than this.”
    She cried with joy as she embraced her father with a loving hug.
    “I always prayed this hari would come, but it’s still hard to give anda away.”
    “I Cinta you.”
    “I Cinta you, my daughter.”
    The time was here. The tribe stood and watched as they walked down the aisle. John Smith stood at the end and watched her with pride, joy, and love. Pocahontas smiled at him with blissful love.
    “How could that beautiful woman be walking to me?” He thought.
    Soon she was sejak his side and all the world was at peace as they stood beneath the willow. Grandmother Willow watched the two souls that would soon be joined together. Kekata stood in front of them, prepared to sertai them. They spoke their vows.
    “Pocahontas,” John began. “When I was a kid, my mother told me that I must be worthy of Cinta to attain it. I never thought I was worthy, because I never knew what Cinta was atau how to attain it, until I met you. anda make me feel worthy of love. anda have saved me in lebih ways than anyone can imagine. Your Cinta has even brought me to God. I know God exists because only He could create an Angel so beautiful and so wonderful to have made me feel worthy of not only love, but of your love, which is so much lebih than just love.”    
    “John,” Pocahontas spoke. “When I look at you, I see so much lebih than what’s on the outside. I see your soul and I know you’re worthy of love, because anda have made me worthy of love. What anda have done for me is so much lebih than anyone could ever do for me. anda have loved me and now I know anda always will. When I was a child, my mother told me something as well. She berkata ‘when Cinta comes so strongly, it lives in your soul and it becomes your life.’ John, anda are my soul and my life, anda are everything to me. I promise to always Cinta you.”
    They stared into each other’s eyes, content on staying that way forever.
    “Oh great spirit of the earth,” Kekata said. “Make of their vows, one vow. Make of their lives, one life. Make of their hearts, one heart. Make of their souls, one soul. In the presence of the tribe, the earth and the holy spirit, may these two loves become one love. John, anda may now Ciuman the bride.”
    Their lips tenderly beat with the same Cinta their hearts beat with. John held his wife so close to him, never wanting to let go. Pocahontas held onto her husband, never wanting him to let go. Their Cinta had been eternally found again.


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