MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU
DEBATES
NARITA POV
Today was a happy Monday for both of us. Still ranting how I said goodbye to him, I kissed his hand and he kissed my forehead. Ahh, it's romantic for me. Although we had to ride a different car and be a normal person when in an office environment, for me nothing, he said, there will be times when we can show our romance in front of the crowd.
I'm not very good at driving, getting to the office late than my husband. When I entered the door of our study, some of the fellow roommates who had been present, were looking at me with a smile.
“Good morning..” my greeting by continuing to smile.
“Again Narita” reply them modestly.
Walking all the way to my desk, I noticed there were meaningful gazes from my friends. How surprised I was when I got to my desk. A bouquet of flowers is large enough to contain red roses and in the middle there are 3 stalks of white roses, then there is 1 glass of juice and a piece of heart-shaped tiramisu cake. My curiosity made me immediately reach for the white paper on the stalk of the flower bouquet. It says only:
Suddenly the new Sherly came patting me on the shoulder and observing what was on my desk.
“From who? Secret admirer?” he looked at the business cards in the bouquet.
“Friend?” nada asked.
“Daniel or Arnold?” tanyanya looks at me.
I who was in a sitting position with both palms on the table then raised both hands to answer ‘entah’.
Then Sherly took a picture of it several times saying “Marketing nie, I should know the answer”.
“Cabarin yes if you already know!” I began to take down the bouquet of flowers that had filled my desk.
“Make you aja Sher! I've had breakfast” I handed the juice and cake to Anabelle's desk which is currently being used by Sherly.
Just as I was about to pull my hand back, she directly held and pulled it “Ring? You accept Daniel?”
“Enggak” I answered briefly while pulling firmly my hand.
“This isn't an application ring from Daniel?” ask again.
“Bukan”
“Then who are you engaged to?”
“Gak fiancee” I answered but with a focused view to the computer.
“Can't be Narita, this is mah wedding ring or fiancee” Sherly said excitedly.
“Dilangilain do not believe very much sie?”
The phone I left at the table, started getting a lot of incoming messages. I glanced at him at a glance, it turned out to be our genk. Huh huh? My eyes were wide-eyed as I read a glimpse of the comments. Then out of curiosity, I picked up my phone and opened the message in the group wa.
Sherly: Who is this naro diem on Narita's desk?
Anabelle: Wuiih so sweet. Sweetheart I dines so can't ask for the roses.
Dewi: How come you're in a group here? Who is giving one of the guys here?
Sherly: no posts ‘Friends in Cinta’
Anabelle: Daniel? Who are you?
Sherly: Oh, ngaku, ngaku!!!
Goddess: Careful Na, it's the same food drink don't eat. Ntar got pellet!
Sherly: Well, I ate euy!!
Dewi: hahahhah, thank God that Sherly ate.
Anabelle: Btw why are nie guys no one showing up?? Comment cake!
George: Na, not from me huh…
Anabelle: My feelings for Daniel.
Me: Yeah, don't want to find out anymore! Maybe not from friends in this group.
Anabelle: Fix Daniel! You got Daniel, Na?
Me: Gossip gossip gossip, ahhh. The males!
Suddenly the ringing of the desk phone startled me, I immediately picked up. Turns out across the phone, Daniel invited me to meet in a large hall on the 2nd floor. There was a photo shoot, I asked his opinion. I immediately got out of my seat.
“Na, where are you going?” scream Sherly.
“You saw the ad shoot in the hall of the 2” floor, I replied still stepping away.
Arriving at the door of the great hall, I saw several people gathered and conversing, including Daniel and Mr. Al.
“Hallo Mr. Al, Hello Niel”, I'm holding my head down.
“Hai Na” replied Mr. Al.
“Mr. Al I'm the same Narita enter first!” take Daniel with your hands behind your shoulders as if to embrace.
He opened the hall door. And……
There, between flashes of camera blits, he and a woman were posing very affectionately. Because this is a brochure and advertising hotel and housing so they are also stylish like a married couple.
Daniel and I stepped side by side near the shooting area. My eyes did not break looking at the two of them. She doesn't seem to have noticed my presence, she's still posing for the style director. My heart hurts a little to see him in style so intimate with other women. They both smile, as if they were a happy couple.
Of jealousy? Yes, I'm sure I'm jealous. Why didn't she ever say she was going to be an ad star in pairs with Alin? Why would he want to be told that. Even if we haven't announced our marriage, he should have kept his attitude.
Hufh. I who burn jealous prefer to look for another sight.
Meanwhile, not far from them there are two small children with a bule look who are being made up and dressed. I smiled looking at them.
Adorable they –my words in heart.
“Funny are they?” daniel asked me while looking at me.
“Hm” I replied while nodding.
“Try you want to be with me, later our son is rich they” my eyes glare at him.
“Na, I don't want to back off as long as the yellow janur hasn't curved!” continued Daniel.
“Hufh, so rose, juice, cake from you?”
“Iya” the answer is short.
“I don't want you disappointed, Niel!”
“I've been thinking about it all night. It doesn't matter if you reject me now, I want to keep going!”
“Niel, do you know why? It!” I showed you my wedding ring.
“Biarin! As long as your status is not someone's wife. I'm not backing down!”
“In addition, the second reason is this!” I touched my left chest.
“Love can be nurtured and I'm sure it can tear your heart down!” for a moment he looked at me and threw away his face like he was avoiding eye contact with me.
“In addition, this is Niel!” I put my hands together as if I were praying.
“While we are different, I never felt that you would keep me away from my Lord. “ he replied confidently.
My debate with Daniel this time has really made my irritation to someone who is taking a friendly picture, just distracted. Even now I no longer see the shooting session, but began to be confused looking for the right words to break Daniel's expectations.
