MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

REQUESTING AN EXPLANATION

DAVIS POV

 

I was shocked when Narita asked about me and Jess. Moreover, he had seen Jess coming in and out of my room. No wonder people would think strangely if they saw it. I just explained honestly so that nothing else stuck in our hearts.

“Astaghfirullah, so that makes you think we slept together?” ask again.

“Sorry mas. But frankly, I was disgusted when I saw you guys. I'm not a freestanding believer, so I ilfill the same guy who is free**” Narita explained it hesitantly.

DEG

Again and again I was embarrassed and felt like a bad husband. Oh, my God, what happens when Narita finds out about my past?

“Sorry, if my words offend you, Mas” Narita throws his eyes and turns away playing water with his hands.

I took a deep breath and threw it away slowly.

“No offense, Honey. I'll tell you” I paused my words to set the words.

“So when Jess and I were sitting on the beach together, Grandpa called Jess' phone. Then we chatted. I didn't want the phone I was talking to Grandpa was Jess, until I opened the door and entered the room, she followed me. But when I finished calling, I just knew that Jess was coming into the room. After I gave him back my phone, I told him to come out again, honey. So clear yes, that night he did not sleep in my room.”

“Then you saw him early in the morning out of my room with the same clothes as the clothes he wore last night, it was because he did not return to the room at night. He was clubbing and had just returned to the villa early in the morning in a state of mabok and gedor-gedor my room door. For fear of interrupting, I told him to come in, and I let him sleep in my room, but he fell asleep in my bed and I slept on the couch. We don't do anything”

“Sometimes when we went to the survey, he called me asking where I was. Actually without me answering, he would easily find me because of Grandpa spies a lot, but I tried to keep him in the villa by persuading him to wait for me in my room. At last that afternoon he slept in my room, while we were out all day surveying. We'll pass the villa again he's not in my room, maybe soybean wait, so he chose to go.”

“That's the real thing, honey. If you believe yes Alhamdullillah, if not believe yes already”

Narita still lowered his head by occasionally splashing water with his feet. I don't know what Narita's thinking right now. I've tried to explain honestly, even though I haven't been completely open. I finally stood up and walked on the small rocks in the river. The small, shallow river is very comfortable to cross. I saw that he still did not want to look at me, I occasionally glanced at him and I chose not to bother him.

He pulled out his phone and photographed both of his legs playing with water. I'm confused as to how I should start behaving at this time.

“Mas??”

“Hmm, yes Dear. What's up?” I walked up to him and faced his face.

“As long as you are abroad, have you ever had a girlfriend?” the question this time makes me a heart sport.

“Do you mind if you have a husband who has dated before?” I didn't answer the question, I asked another question.

“No objection at all. Everyone has a past” Narita looks right and left as if looking for something.

“Then am I the first for you?”

DEG

Back I felt like I was being skinned all out by him. I didn't mean to cover it up, but I felt like I was being interrogated. My heart is pounding, I'm confused how this is.

“The first one, you mean?” I pretended to be confused when I knew the direction of the question.

“Doing it” he said slowly and briefly.

I pulled both hands together to make him stand up. Now we stand face to face with eyes that look at each other and both hands hold both hands.

“Hallo, Assalamu’alaikum, Bu”

“In the rice fields deket river.”

“Iya ma'am. We soon go home”

Then Narita immediately turned off his phone, put it back in his pants pocket, and said “Hayuk went home. I want Maghrib” he pulled my hand.

I am grateful that I have not yet answered it. Along the way to the bike, we both just fell silent even though our hands were intertwined. Considering that the small enough newcomer was only able to walk 1 person, Narita walked in front of me and I behind him hand in hand.

Arriving at home, father, mother, and Arjuna were gathered.

“Nak Davis wants to join the congregation in musholla or not? The three of us usually pray Maghrib and Isya’ in musholla” said Mr. looking at me.

“I'm coming to musholla too sir. Honey want to come?” I looked at Narita.

“Iya” replied slowly with a lazy face.

“Ehem,, his rich aroma there is another nie” goda Arjuna.

“The fact is that it is very romantic gini, why would you put on a sie jutek face?”

“Iih,,, Want to know aj” Narita stood up while throwing a chair cushion at Arjuna, and was met with laughter by Arjuna.

I feel that Narita's face and face must have something to do with me and the question that had not been answered. But I can't explain it here either, considering that this is my disgrace and will automatically be a family disgrace, while the rooms here are all non-existent with silencers. It will be easy to hear, even if accidentally heard.

We went to the musholla near the house. On the sidelines of waiting for Isy’ time, there are some pilgrims waiting at the musholla, and one of them is our family. The conversation behind the curtains or in the female section room is very clear when the atmosphere of musholla is quiet.

“Mbak Narita went home with her future husband huh?” ask the neighboring mothers of Narita (and I heard it very clearly).

“We're married ma'am. Yesterday the father and mother were brought to Jakarta for being our marriage guardian” I smiled hearing Narita's answer.

“Owh,,lha keep the party here when?”

“Not know ma'am, could be no bu. We have not planned it” the disappointed tone of Narita's voice makes me feel guilty not or have not planned carefully our reception party.

“Suami bullya handsome, Ma'am. Where is it found? What works?” ask other mothers (because their voices are different).

“Alhamdullillah, Mom. Meet at work, we happen to work.” I smile again.

“Owh, great yes. I know Narita is a manager, right? What is her husband? No way dong bule handsome and fashionable rich that just be kroco?” ledek the other mothers.

“Ahh mother can only, treasure and throne only deposit and temporary ma'am. I chose it because of its faith, kindness, and maturity.” Ahh so sweet Narita's answer.

“Mbak, if there is a boule that is as cool and as handsome as husband mbak Narita, mbok recognize to me!” it sounded authentic teenage girls and accompanied by light laughter of other mothers.

“Temple me dik. If the soul mate does not go where” replied Narita sage.

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