Bitter Sweet Loving You

Bitter Sweet Loving You
Episode 53 of the Daughter



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As per the invitation of Mama Asila, now at the dining table has been presented various food dishes and certainly there are Davina, Mama Asila, Papa Galang, Zizi and Heru.


The tense atmosphere felt Heru because this was the first time Heru came to Davina's house. Sometimes Heru glanced at Davina in her tension and it turned out that mama noticed Heru's movements that clearly showed her heart to Davina.


"Son Heru don't hesitate. Spent all his food. This is mama cooking for Heru lo."Obviously Mama Asila.


"Yes Aunt. I must have spent it." Said Heru with a smile.


Heru and the others refocused on the food on their plates. No more talking until dinner is over. After eating, they moved to the living room to talk.


"How are you doing, son Heru..? Long time no see...? When did we last meet...?" Ask papa Galang.


"Well, it's been a long time. I also forgot when I last met, probably because Om is getting busy so we never see you again...!" Answer Heru with a friendly smile.


"You're wrong, son. How can this old man be busy, this old man is retired. Everything has been done by the children. Well this old man just relaxes and watches once in a while. So if you want to see Om, you know where to go now..."


"Okay om, I will often visit Om later." Heru replies gladly who feels the opportunity of Davina's parents to approach Davina.


"It often plays here... Invite the Om child to play, so that Davina's activities are not work, work, and continued work of her kingdom. Though Om and Aunty were actually waiting for the granddaughter of his daughter Om, but it seems he has not found the right one. Who knows son Heru can melt the heart of a child Om... Isn't that Dev..?" He said while glancing at Davina.


"What the hell is it.." Davina.


"God... Look at our daughter ma. How do we have a ghost if her face judges like that...?"


"Lad..."


"Yes-yes sorry dear." Said Galang laughing.


"In my opinion, Davina is still beautiful anyway her expression..." Said Heru with a smile.


"If there's no doubt, son. Although his face judges like that, but the heart of the mother's child is very good. Mama guaranteed that." Timpal mama responded to Heru's remarks.


"Mama don't follow me..." Davina answered, turning her eyes panted.


It is quite natural for Davina if mom and dad receive Heru well, because after all Heru's background is very good. Moreover, their desire to quickly have a ghost, so if there are men who approach Davina surely they will immediately move quickly.


They will immediately find information about the man who approached Davina to match her if it feels good.


"I heard that heru was the main sponsor of our hotel... Means son Heru also come to Bali tomorrow when the opening event dong...?" Ask Papa Galang.


"Yes, maybe I'll leave early. Maybe tomorrow I'll go." Answer Heru.


"Why is it so early, son...? Is there any other work..? I'm sorry, kid, mama's the guy who's into the poo so he likes to ask questions."


"Yes Aunt.. I welcome the owner of my company. They will get to Indonesia the day after tomorrow, so I have to prepare the best for them."


"Well you seem to have a lot of respect for them. Until belain welcomes...?"


"Yes Aunty, because I got a full scholarship from their company therefore I had a chance to go to school until S2. Yes so I'm grateful for that."


"That means you've been working with them for a long time...?"


"About 7 years. Two years ago I was working as an assistant manager. Because they set up a company in Indonesia so I was appointed as a manager in Indonesia."


"It's better here or in Korea sir..? If there are so many beautiful women in Korea and famous artists." This time Zizi asked the question


"Unfortunately I'm not that good at meeting Korean artists. If for women I prefer the faces of native Indonesia, I think it would be better to look at it.. I prefer it in Indonesia. Especially here is where I was born and raised by my parents, many memories are here."


"Yes my aunt agrees."


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The day changed, finally the day that the grand opening event of the international Davina hotel had been carried out well. This hotel offers all the luxury things that are usually found in foreign hotels.


All employees from the highest ranks to OB or OG must master English or Mandarin. Surely if they can master other foreign languages will be a plus for them.


The opening event was done very lively with a lot of Indonesian stars scattered. The traditional to international nuanced look is presented very nicely. The opening of the hotel was also aired live on television stations.


"Mama..." A girl pulls Davina's hand from behind all of a sudden. "Mama"


"Ehhh... Who are you looking for...?" Davina asked in shock at being pulled by a child.


"Mama..."


"You looking for your mama..? What's your mama's name...? Let Auntie help you see your mama." Ask Davina.


"Mama.... Jeoneun Han Yeon Vin imnida. najung e bwa Umma" the girl kissed Davina on the cheek and ran away from Davina and did not forget the little girl symbolized her hand when she was about to enter the elevator with a woman dressed as a baby sister.


"You know her, ma'am...?" Ask Zizi.


"No Zi. Does she think I'm her mother...?" Davina asked Zizi again.


"Possibly like that ma'am or maybe we're being bullied huh ma'am..?"


"It's impossible that it's...."


"Then ma'am, didn't he speak Korean...? You must know what it means, right, what does it mean, ma'am...?"


"He told me his name, his name was Han Yeon Vin, He also said, see you later....."


"Is he the son of someone you knew in Korea...? Proof he's saying see you again."


"I don't know. But if he's my daughter, shouldn't he also meet me...? Yeah, yeah..?"


"Yes, too, Mom."


"It's Zi, we're going up. He said until he met again. Maybe I'll see him later and find out who he really is..."


"Yes mom..." Answer Zizi who immediately followed Davina to continue his steps to their destination.


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