MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

(NARITA POV) IS SHE HAPPY?

When Davis mentioned my relationship with someone, I threw my eyes forward, as if watching the street in front of me.

“I say so chat so not relaxed because of which I chatted strangely!” I said cuey and stupid with his comments later.

“I? Weird why?”

“Yesterday we were on the plane chatting. It's like old friends who have never met for a long time. But at dinner, breakfast, why is it like you're turning into a different person?” I explained it without any care there were 2 strangers in our car.

Davis seemed silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and threw it away violently.

“OK me wrong. I'm sorry” said later.

“Yes, nevermind!”

“You have brought a change of clothes, right?”

“Iya” I show tote bag patterned flowers. He's just a mangosteen.

“You yourself are the one who proposed in one of its locations there is a water playground. Let's prove it later!”

Geez, this turns out to be the reason why you should bring a change of clothes. Why am I so stupid that I don't think about it. I smiled embarrassedly considering how stupid I was. Like the word that I am a businessman, it is easy to fool my people.

 "Is there really a Jetsky?" I remember that I proposed the Jetsky game as a facility.

"Where's Rio?" Davis throws a question at Rio and is answered by Rio with a thumbs up of his right hand.

I nodded in understanding.

“Pak driver, already know the destination locations right?” and I just remembered that I should be here as the guide because this is not the first time I have reviewed the location. Before making a feasibility study, I have surveyed the location.

“Already bu!” answer later.

“Quiet, Miss Na! Everything is done!” rio replied then the atmosphere went back to silence.

“Na, how are you with mom?” Davis suddenly asked about my mother's father.

“Alhamdullillah their good news”

“You didn't go home to see your parents?”

“There are no plans yet. Yesterday I focused on completing my S2 thesis and trial”

"How many months do you go home?"

"Minimum once a year, but on average 3-4 times a year, depending on the holiday red date"

"Mother's father ever been to Jakarta?"

"Earlier. Usually if I do not take time to go home, those who took the time to come to Jakarta"

"What's okay?"

"Train"

"Why not a plane?"

"If their plane confused Vis, aboute had never boarded before"

"If it's a plane, which airport?"

"Yogyakarta"

"Oooo okay okay" Davis.

"Why is that mangosteen?"

"Gakpapa" Davis returned with a sweet smile.

Then Davis opened his phone and it was like he was calling someone.

“Hallo Assalamu’alaikum, Bu”

“I Davis mom,,, handsome girlfriends Narita who used to call mom and dad”

Hearing Davis say Narita's girlfriend, I glared at her. But Davis smiled sweetly without the slightest guilt.

“Iya.”

“Iya right Iu”

“Yap 100% correct. Thank you mom still remembers me”

Back Davis laughed loudly.

“Alhamdullillah my good mom. Same mom how are you?” Davis is still on the phone.

“Iya sorry ma'am, I studied in England so can not call”

“Mommy already. This is the guy next to me!”

I also turned back to him. I wonder who he's calling.

“Still”

“Iya bu”

“Soom bu”

“Iya”

“Good ma'am. Thank you.”

“Wa’alaikum salam”

I'm the one who's pretending to be cute, honestly wondering who Davis's calling. And why did he just say short words. What are they talking about, huh?

“I'm glad mom still remembers me!” suddenly Davis spoke up looking at me and smiled broadly. 

“I whose mother?” I woke up from the daydream and stuttered a little.

“Your mother is!” answer lightly.

“that was my mother?” many wonder.

“Iya” the answer is short.

“Kok you can know my mother's phone number?” ask again.

“Ck,,, stupid question!”

I also went back to silence. And I just realized, of course, he can know my phone number. If he has my data from the HRD department, of course he knows all the information in it, including the phone numbers of my closest families.

“After I called mom, my mood went cold. You know why?” ask Davis then and I answer with a headband.

“First, Mom still remembers me, even very memorized my features. Though we only once video call you know, and it happened 4 years ago.”

“Secondly, I'm sure you never introduced your current bulu-men to your parents, did you?”

I smiled smirk and commented on the reason for his second number “I know kok!” I lied to you really.

“Can't be!”

“Why are you so sure?”

“Ck,,, Narita Narita,,,,” with how dare Davis stroked my hair and soon I brushed his hand.

“Sorry sorry” said then still smiling.

 "Ehhhuh da, why do you want my girlfriend to my mother's father?" I looked at Davis before.

"Sie time I said that!?"

"Isshh!" I'm a little pouting.

He laughed again and said, "I was going to tell you about your future husband, but I realized I haven't proposed yet"

"That's not to bother. Puck!"

"Paunted? Yes, obviously pede. You don't want to be my future wife"

"Males ah, the chat is getting worse!" I want to end the joke that made this baper.

He even laughed more and more.

"This is the new Narita I know! The most fun girl to make paperin"

"It doesn't work" I said.

"If it's serious, can't it?"

"So!"

"Why?"

"Yes not yet"

"What's the reason?"

"Sir, you want to deket sir, slow down!" I choose to divert the discussion rather than being made more paper by him.

Maybe his intention is to joke, but if I'm laughing at heart, I've been trying hard to move on will be more difficult to move on again"

We finally got to the first location. For a long time we went around, observing and imagining the fit of the location, the design, and the various ideas of its designation. There are quite a lot of things that we have to improve again, because Davis' analysis is so sharp. I'm more impressed with him.

From the first location we moved to the second location. Here we meet some tourists who are enjoying the field that will be built a resort. Some input from the tourists, adding brilliant ideas for the improvement of our resort project. This time I saw Davis looking at me as I dug up information and ideas from foreign tourists. I don't know what's on his mind, but it doesn't seem like a sense of pride or pleasure with my creativity to approach the foreign tourist kindly.

“So the phone number is called, why are you sie?” he said with a sniffle.

“I've been given a lot of information, input, advice, and cool ideas from him. What's wrong is also just a phone number” I said.

“If because your number spread you keep getting cheated, how?”

“Heheh, will not Mr. Dav”

“Lah seriously. Do not be taken lightly carelessly give a mobile number!” davis's tone had already risen and his face was flushed.

Then Sherly, who was aware of the argument between us that made Dav seem angry, approached me and patted me on the shoulder slowly.

“Iya Thank You Mr. I've dyingetin” I finally chose to give up.

We also got back in the car.

“Pak, as far as I know there is a mosque here. Later stop ishoma in the mosque first yes sir!” Davis said to the driver and I smiled at him. He who realized I was smiling at her, returned my smile and a beard.