MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

FAREWELL PARTY 3'S

NARITA POV

 

The game continues. This time it was Daniel who had the opportunity to ask me a question.

“Do I still have a chance to be your companion, Narita?”

The cheers of their companions roared at the same time hearing Daniel's question.

“Niel, crazy loe. This is his name!”

“Niel, still getol aja sie pedekate her!”

“Niel, move on dong! Narita is getting married!”

“Wah, great loe Niel. Keep going back!”

That's about the tweets of the sequentially. I'm still digesting the question and looking for answers that I can answer exactly.

“I choose Truth!”

A churn of those who were still struggling suddenly remained silent, staring intensely at me, waiting for the answer I would give.

“Man plans, God determines. I just follow what he has outlined. I don't know what will happen to us in the future. Let us wait for the line of our fate that God will depict, Niel. No one has the right to say ‘no chance’ because all those opportunities come from Allah!” my answer is at length.

Two seconds after I closed my mouth, I suddenly heard applause. There are no words of ridicule, fuss, and others. Just a round of applause.

“Who would be willing to step back when loving a woman like Narita” suddenly Arnold slapped and the applause stopped.

“I think just aja Arnold” I said later because I began to lack the mood to continue this game. I asked Arnold to continue the game.

“Narita, when did you marry her!”

I thought it would be less fun this game. I'm always stuck answering questions that I don't want to comment on myself.

“I choose Dare!”

“OK. The challenge is that you simply answer honestly my question.” Challenge Arnold.

“Which could so. If you do the same thing, yes dong Nold free. I'm stuck too!!” elakku.

“Not. This is not a difficult thing for you to answer!” arnold Argument.

“Good. Please!” I'm getting lazy.

“Narita, you want me to move on from you or keep waiting for you?” ask Arnold.

I spread my eyes to all my friends before answering. I've been steady with what I've said, but I just want my message to be well conveyed to him. I took a deep breath and threw it away violently. Then start saying:

“I'm not the kind of woman who falls in love easily. Once I have my heart set on someone, it will be hard to be shaken by someone else. Please open your heart to other women. Don't waste your time waiting for the uncertain! There are still so many better than me!” after I finished my sentence, they clapped again. This time more vigorous and longer. I smiled and spread my eyes out to all my friends.

Then the next event is a piano game and sing songs in turns. Daniel, Arnold, and Leo, who were good at playing the piano, took turns singing.

The event closed with impressions, messages, and expectations from each person towards me. Most wanted us to keep in touch even though we didn't meet often.

 

-- Morning at Narita's apartment --

After the service, I immediately cleaned the apartment and continued cooking. This is my first day of unemployment. Activities that require physical exertion and clean enough to drain sweat make my stomach a little tight. Immediately I put my body on the 3 seater sofa facing the television.

While lying down, I hold my phone and stare at a name there ‘Dear books’. I was thinking of calling my mother and telling her about my womb.

On the third ring, the phone is lifted.

“Assalamu’alaikum Narita”

“Wa’alaikum salam bu. Same mother, how are you?”

“Alhamdullillah good, Nduk. How are you with Davis?”

“Alhamdullillah good Bu.”

“Alhamdullillah. Tumben clock as soon as the phone, again in the office ya Nduk?”

“Bu, I received an S3 scholarship in Australia, so I decided to leave work”

“Hah? College again? Keep your husband ngijinin?”

I was also confused that my mother would urge me with questions about my husband. 

“Diijin kok bu. Oh yes ma'am, Alhamdullillah please pray yes ma'am, Narita is again pregnant 2 months”

“Alhamdullillah. Congratulations to nduk. Mom shakes her. Have you checked with a doctor? Healthy mom and grandpa?” mother's voice raspy signifies the day of happiness. 

“Mommy already. Alhamdullillah mother and fetus healthy all”

“Bu, later Na gave birth in the village yes?”

“Iya darling. Just think about it later, the important thing is that you talk first with Davis as well.”

“Alhamdullillah you guys fill it not long ya nduk. Before 30 years, Alhamdullillah was given a shabby love with Allah. Nduk, so this is not busy working right?”

“Iya ma'am. Na so unemployed now, hehehhe”

“Gakpa Nduk's. When to go to Australia? If you are pregnant and giving birth, how is the scholarship?”

“Na departs later after giving birth coke, Bu!”

“Owh. Yaudah take care of health Nduk. Don't mind much. If the boss is there, ask permission from your husband to be able to go home kangen-kenan village with mother.”

“Iya ma'am. Thanks yeah. Keep praying Na the best ya bu”

“Ya that's it, ma'am. Mother, Father, the same Arjuna also take care of health. Assalamu’alaikum”

“Iya. Wa’alaikum salam”

After I hung up the phone, I started not being able to block the flow of water from the end of my eyes. The sobbing that I had held back during the call, I could no longer hold back. I want to feel like I'm crying, but I don't want to make my dusk-old mother think of all sorts of things. I just want to give happy news to mom, even though it feels tight in the chest. I can't tell you about Davis's disappearance.