MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

SINGING PILU 2

DAVIS POV

 

This morning, after the Fajr Prayer, I tried to occupy myself and make my body tired. It's still ringing in my brain how Jess asked me to marry her. I don't understand my heart, why I can never resist its touch but I hesitate to move closer, I hesitate to formalize our relationship.

This is not fair to him. I remembered how much Jess had stood by me and waited patiently for me, patiently waiting for my heart to accept it. Even when I woke up from my long dream, he was someone who was in my first sight. But why does my heart always doubt and doubt, as if it has been filled with someone else.

I have not dared to give him certainty, even though his desire seemed to push me. Too much turmoil to make my brain feel full and tired.

Jess also seemed disappointed because I never gave her a decision. Ever since last night he's been ignoring me, avoiding me. Usually he welcomes me home from work, acts spoiled, and invites me to chat before bed. But not for last night.

He didn't visit my room at all, when I hit his room, he didn't say anything. He chose breakfast in the room. Unannounced, he went out of the house this afternoon.

Somehow, there was a little bit of guilt on her, but it felt heavy of my heart to say ‘Yess I want’.

I busy my heart, mind, and physique with exercise. It starts with swimming. While I was stretching, I felt someone staring at me. Is correct. He looked at me in silence.

A strange feeling lingered when our gazes met. I felt as if we had a bond. Although we were standing in a position far enough away, but the look in his eyes seemed to pierce my heart to make my heart suddenly stop beating for a while.

Brown eyes belo, her veil that always waved in the wind as if adding to her elegance, her body covered in loose clothes instead of making her unattractive but it makes men curious, said her calm, polite, polite speech, but impressed smart, plus his attitude to respect her nature as a woman who always makes men try to respect her is the charm of a Narita.

But why does he seem closed and not disturbed?

From his gaze it was as if he knew me, yet why never say anything?

Is he someone from my past?

Or maybe he doesn't know my current condition??

While looking at him, we were busy with each other's daydreams. Until he suddenly walked quickly, away from me, and disappeared behind the pavilion wall. I wanted to scream to call her name, but my lips felt funny.

I could only sigh rudely realizing how b** I was. Why do I stay silent when he is silent. If I don't try to ask what's wrong in my heart?

How will my question be answered?

In order to cool my brain, I immediately threw myself in the water.

BYURR

I swam back and forth for an hour until I was tired. I looked at the clock on my wrist. Worth my stomach was rumbling, it turns out that in addition to swimming activity an hour which is quite draining energy, it was time for breakfast. I immediately pulled over and went upstairs. With the remaining stream of water still flowing from my body, I wiped it with a towel and then after drying immediately I put on my bathrobe.

I finally decided to leave there, immediately returned to clean up. Then I went back to the dinner table. Now at the dinner table have gathered, brother Dave, Drake, Karen and Narita who are already busy helping Karen eat. The atmosphere was still quiet without a sound, even though I came, they were all still eating in silence, there was only the sound of clangs meeting spoons, forks, and plates.

“Hai is beautiful, smart to eat you” my broom to Karen, my voice suddenly broke the silence, all now looking at me and Karen in turn. Staring at them all, I just grinned.

“You didn't invite Jess to eat here?” brother Dave who realized my words were just a pleasantie now switched to another theme, I just answered it by raising both my shoulders.

“He asked me to bring a sandwich to his room” Drake continued.

“Na, what is Karen doing this weekend?” ask Dave about Karen's activities.

“Nothing” he answered briefly, and was only taken by Brother Dave as if he understood.

After breakfast, we went back to our rooms. This breakfast event Ali was not seen, but our Fajr prayers were still met.

I was lazy to come to Jess in her room, a few times Jess invited me into her room, it would make people assume things were wrong with us. Although people tend to not care here, somehow I am very disturbed if Narita is wrong.

Finally bored with no activity in the room, I immediately changed my clothes with short-cut sports pants and sports clothes without care. I'm heading to the gym on the 3rd floor, in Dave's room.

For a while we were both together. Sometimes he invites me to talk. Tumben once he can be this friendly with me. I don't seem to know his current figure. Was there someone who made it turn into what it is today? Great thought!

Especially when he asked me “You're having a problem?”, this really isn't Dave's old brother. It seemed like he was now more able to open his heart to just talk.

I thought, what's wrong with trying to get along with him. I grabbed him and followed in his footsteps, until we stopped when we heard someone singing a silent song.

My embrace soon, we looked at each other. Who is this person who sings so well and so passionately? Plus, how brave he is to karaoke when it is a holiday and all his masters rest at home. Is he not afraid of getting angry or scolding because his voice broke the silence of the atmosphere of the house. I know Dave very well. He always wanted a home in a quiet atmosphere. He doesn't like crowds.

Brother Dave stepped out of the main house to pavilliun 101. I followed him too. He opened the main pavilion glass door slowly, then he entered quietly. I followed him, entering quietly.

It was unexpected, I did not expect, after I saw who was the person who was currently singing the sad song. Me and brother Dave were sedated by the sad atmosphere of the song.

Without him noticing, we both stood still looking at his movements. She sings in a position to hug Karen. Sometimes she wipes away her tears. Is that his mood right now? Don't know why, it feels like I want to run and pull her in my arms, ease her sadness, wipe her tears, look her in the eyes and convince her and say ‘everything is gonna be okay!’

‘Astaghfirullah’

I realized my daydream had gone too far. What is with my heart to him. I've got Dave's brother. I saw his eyes glazed over, was this man beside me really that strong, arrogant, cynical, cold, arrogant old man? Why see someone singing a mellow song, he becomes a mellow. What's wrong with her? What happened to his heart?

Could it………………???