MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

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NARITA POV

Ever since Davis proposed to me, she's been very considerate. Send messages morning, noon, and afternoon. At night before going to bed, he must have taken the time to call me.

He hasn't been in the office for a few days. This time, he didn't just disappear, but he said that there was an affair that he had to himself go back and forth to Australia. His departure this time was not with Alin. Although the distance separated, he did not forget to send a message and call me. Not to forget he always pinned the word ‘LUV U’ in each message. 

When we exchanged messages or calls, Davis always reminded me of istikharah. Honestly, there was a curiosity that came over me, why did he ask me to do that?

Ever since the day Davis proposed to me, every night I've been sparing for istikharah. However, until now I have not been sure what decision I should take. Davis's departure abroad actually makes me more calm without fear of being asked for an answer, because frankly I do not know what to answer.

Meanwhile, Daniel has been picking me up for a few days and taking me home from work. My car that was time to be serviced turned out to have suffered some damage that required replacement parts, so had to stay a few days in the official workshop. At first I refused Daniel's offer, but he always insisted on our house being unidirectional.

In addition to the routine shuttle, Daniel also routinely greet me through short messages every morning, afternoon, and evening. Sometimes it was almost the same with a short message from Davis. As a genuine form of friendship, I always reply to his messages, even though for a slightly friendly message, I do not reply.

In addition to Davis and Daniel, it turns out Arnold has started to show his attention. Almost every day he sent me coffee and cakes from famous brands. At first I tried to refuse it, but instead of stopping sending me food, he sent Sherly also on the grounds ‘sign friendship’. Arnold would take me to dinner every now and then, but I would always refuse because I was still being picked up by Daniel.

Davis was in Australia for a week. This morning Davis sent me a message:

Davis: I'm waiting downstairs!

Me: Meaning?

Davis: Hunt!

Not waiting long, I immediately finished my makeup and hairstyle. When I walked out of the apartment lobby door, Davis called me.

“Black Mercedes Benz car to your right!” I looked at the directions and stepped into the car.

“Hai, have you returned?” I opened the car door, then put on a happy smile I saw it was already here. 

“The real greetings dong! Assalamu’alaikum” he pouted and started lecturing me.

“Wa’alaikum” I replied cengar cengir.

“New car?” I looked at the interior of the car.

“By the way when are you back Indo? How did the tumben pick me up?” I started to look at her and still with my cherry smile.

“Semalem. Taoy dong. Even I know if all this time you were escorted and picked up who, lunch, dinner the same who, who regularly send you food who aj” he began to drive his car.

“Hah??” I looked up to hear his words.

“Astaghfirullah, I have to ngabarin Daniel first nie!” I'll call Daniel immediately.

After I hung up, Davis started the conversation.

“Are you able to give me an answer?”

“New 2 weeks, Vis!”

“Already 2 weeks, Na!”

Hufh I can only sigh long. As I thought, as soon as Davis returned, I was already billed the answer.

The mood was silent again. I looked at the left car window.

I began to think, is it possible that I could accept it? But we are clearly different. If it is clearly different, want the answer now or later is the same. Why should I postpone it?

Why does my heart feel heavy?

I realize how I feel about her?

We felt the same way 4 years ago. We both walk in place. I did not step because I realized that there was a difference that became the gap between us, while he did not step because he wanted to strengthen himself.

Oh my God, why haven't I got your leads yet?

Two weeks ago I had the opportunity to ask for answers to my turmoil, asking for guidance on the 2 most important choices in my life. Why can't I make a choice at all?

What answer should I give you?