MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

TO HIS HOUSE 1

NARITA POV

---- In the office ----- in the office

Mr. Al came to my desk and said “Na, meeting canceled”

“Owh is good, Mr. Will it be rescheduled?” my many.

“Because this is a routine meeting between parts, according to Mr. Rio assistant Mr. Dav meeting will be held again next week” I also nodded understand.

“Oke, please prepare a feasibility study that I recently asked for ya!” I nodded back too. 

Then Mr. Al turned around and headed to his room.

“Eh Na, why was the meeting canceled? Is Mr Dav not in the office?” sherly asked suddenly while whispering from her desk.

“Entah” I raised my shoulder.

DAVIS POV 

I was on my private jet with my personal assistant Rio.

“Rio, have you informed the cancellation of our meeting right?”

“Already Mr” the answer is short.

Then a flight attendant gave me a drink. Yes he has memorized the drink I used to drink while riding my private jet.

“Mbak, roughly our trip takes how many hours?” ask the flight attendant.

“About 1 hour, Mr” answer is friendly.

“Oke thank you”

“Sama-sama, Mr” replied with a smile.

An hour later, a private jet landed. Rio prepared an Alphard car to take me somewhere. We also entered the car.

“Rio, who is it for?” tanyaku turned to the rear passenger seat there are 1 large basket of fruit bouquet and 1 large basket of various snacks. Both seemed to fill the chair.

“Owh it's for a hand, Mr. If the eastern tradition is so, every time we visit people's homes, it's good we bring the fruits of the hand” he explained.

“Astaghfirullah, why can't I think. Thanks Rio, you are aspri is the best”, I said with a smile.

“Sama-sama, Mr” answered timidly.

My trip this time was just me and Rio. I am indeed quite open and always ask for Rio's opinion and help to launch all my activities, both work-related and personal matters.

Considering the airport was not far from where I was headed, 45 minutes later the car turned into the spacious courtyard of a joglo house. It looks like the house is traditional, shady, shady because there are many trees and there is a garden around it. The house does not have a barrier with neighbors to the right and left, it does not even have a gate like houses in a big city.

“We have arrived, Mr” said Rio while reaching for a hand in the back seat.

I can't deny, I'm nervous. I take a deep breath.

When Rio was about to open the car door, I immediately grabbed his arm “Awhile Rio. I I'm not ready to go down” I said with a stammer, Rio nodded in understanding and canceled opening the door.

After 5 minutes, I opened the car door and got out. We headed to the main door and knocked on the door, while Rio still returned to the car to bring the bouquet that was still left behind.

Long enough we waited, but the atmosphere remained still, it seemed like the house was empty. Then there was someone who suddenly came up to us and asked “Sorry find who?” he was watching closely me and Rio. 

“Sorry, is it true this is home pack Nice and bu Marni?” Rio asked in a soft voice as possible.

“Owh's right. Have you tried ringing the bell?” he asked, still looking at the appearance of the two of us and occasionally paying attention to our car.

“Owh, bells? Where?” we tried to find the existence of bells like what the fathers said.

“This Mas! If the door has not been opened, repeat again! If no one has opened the door, it means that no one is at home.” His word.

“Owh good thank you, Sir!”

“Sama-sama. Sorry if you can know, where are these mases from?” he still hasn't left.

“We are from Jakarta sir. We need to be with Mr. Good and Miss Marni”, I said a little firmly hoping he understood that we did not want him to ask further.

“Owh. Alright. You stay first, Mas!" 

“Thank you, Pak” said me and Rio at the same time then the Father smiled while lowering his head a little sign of excuse.

We rang the bell again, but again there was no sign of anyone in the house.

“Mr, we wait in the car, on the terrace here or we rest in the hotel first?” ask Rio.

“We just wait here, please get some water in the car yes Rio!” then we sat on a rattan chair on the porch.

Rustic air that is still fresh, plus shady trees make this terrace feel beautiful and cool. The wind and tiredness of our trip made me a little sleepy.

About an hour later, a man wearing clothes and pants that were exposed to mud, wearing a caping, and carrying a hoe on his shoulder walked into the courtyard of the house. I who understood a little who he was finally smiled, stood up, and lowered my head, then approached the father.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Pak” I say hello then he returned my greetings still with a look of astonishment.

“Sorry, Who are you looking for?” feeling that I didn't know Rio and me, the fathers I knew were the Good man asked.

“I want to be in touch with my father and mother. In addition to wanting to get acquainted directly, there are things I will talk about with my father and mother”

“Mas-mas who is this?” good sir looked at me then turned to Rio. 

“I Davis and this Rio my assistant” replied me in a soft voice.

“Ya Alloh, Masyaalloh. Sorry Mr. yes son, do not recognize nak Davis” the father began to put his hoe.

“Yasinan's mother, Arjuna hasn't come home from work, the house is empty, so sorry if a guest is taken. Waiting first, son, I want to clean up first, dirty full of mud, hehehe” father joking with meekness to make us too carried away by the meek sir Bagus. 

“Owh yes sir, please. It's good to wait here, the hawanya adem.” I replied a little laugh to balance Mr. Good.

“Mr excuse me to go inside first huh son!” then Pak Bagus passed by the side of the house and went inside through the side door.

Before long, a door opened from inside.

“Please enter nak Davis, nak Rio!” mr. Bagus let us in, then we entered by saying greetings and answered by Mr. Bagus.

“Please sit down first, son. Dad to the back first!” we also nodded.

Rio also followed Pak Bagus into the inner house while carrying a bouquet of fruit.

“Pak, sorry we did not bring anything” Rio put the fruit right on the dining table. Rio was silent for a moment to see Mr. Bagus was making a warm sweet tea for us.

“Yes my boy, I'm bothering you. If you want to please do not bother gini!” said Mr. Bagus very friendly. Rio also replied with a smile and a small laugh. Rio then brought back a bouquet of snacks.

“Thank troublesome. Most of these hands are mah!” back, Mr. Good said.

“Ah no trouble sir. Sorry we brought a potluck to argue Rio.

“Ya let's go back to the living room!” when Rio saw Pak Bagus carrying a tray containing drinks, immediately he snatched the tray “Let me bring Pak”.

“Yaa yes, thank you son!” pak Bagus gently patted Rio's shoulder.

 

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