Damar: Love Is On The Way
Bargain

Hello everyone, how are you? May you be healthy and always happy.

Okay in this section I give Damar POV again. You are wondering what will happen next. Then how did the struggle of damar convince his parents, especially his mother.

Damar POVs

The sky outside was very bright with a slight streak of white clouds like a painting. I watched him closely from behind the window of a Japanese restaurant. The afternoon sun seemed fierce to radiate its heat. The light dazzles the eyes of anyone over a quarter of a century.

I've been waiting for more than ten minutes. Ten minutes of torture because I hate the word late. I glanced at the silver watch on my left hand. His needle still pointed at the same number, not moving, maybe broken or maybe because I was staring at him too often.

I sighed softly knowing the clock was still at twelve in three minutes. I don't know how many times I glanced at my watch, because every time I glanced at it, the needle was as if it wasn't. I waited in my chair. Some empty tables near my desk have started to fill up with new visitors.

I glanced towards the entrance, but the figure I was waiting for had not yet come. There was no sign that he was coming soon. Just watch out, if the rancid girl dares to break her promise and run away. I'll make sure he doesn't get away from me, into any ant holes, I'll chase him.

Rejecting all sorts of evil thoughts that suddenly slipped, I peeked at the blue sky behind that huge glass window once again. It looks like, out there the sun is shining very hot.

I turned my head and looked around.

The restaurant began to be crowded with visitors who came crammed. I saw someone interesting. Not only was I alone, a few pairs of eyes were also watching him from the first time he entered the door of the restaurant. It was as if it had become a magnet in the room. Probably because of his unusual appearance. Using a knee-length ivory dress with a small hemisphere on the left right, combined with a black leather jacket with a silver zipper. He uses black boots that add to the impression of a little masculine but still charming as well as a small iron chain bag on the sash to his waist. The appearance is distinctly different to most restaurant visitors who wear office uniforms. The way she dresses is similar to someone who works in showbiz or entertainment, such as an artist or model. His gaze combed every corner of the restaurant.

I could clearly see that the dress fell gently forming the delicate curves of her body. Not too thin, not too full either. His skin was a bright white and clean with his hair in the ponytail swinging left and right. His eyes examined every body captured by his eyes.

I watched him from where I sat.

The woman looked in search of someone. Maybe lover. Then walk towards my desk. Our eyes met in the air for a few seconds before he shifted his gaze. I pulled the black menu book on the table and picked out a few menus. I have to take my eyes off me and stop watching him or he'll get suspicious.

I swear if this woman is my partner, I will not allow her to wear clothes that attract the eyes of especially men. Although the curves of his body did not seem so clear, still.

"Sorry, excuse me ...," I heard a soft voice sweeping me, hesitating. I didn't realize this attractive woman was walking to my desk. "What are you, Damar?" with a smooth voice. I watched him from the end of the crumb to the end of the head once more. Oh God. "Hello, do you hear me?" repeat when I don't answer. He shook his hand because I stared at him without a blink. I caught an annoyed expression on his father's face. Her eyebrows formed a fine curved line and were not the result of beauty salon magic. His eyelashes are not so flattened, but his eyes are very attractive and soothing, even when he rolls his eyeballs because of annoyance, he actually looks more beautiful. Her lips are red not because they use red lipstick but naturally red like a moist and adorable baby lip. The face without her makeup looks so fresh and smooth. I swallowed my cold spit. I can only curse in my heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm waiting for someone" I said gently. I didn't want him to know I combed through every curve of his body and recorded the details inside my head. His high jaw and diamond face are very attractive.

"Are you Damar?" He said he sounded a little upset. His tone is tight.

"Yes, me, Damar? " i said yes. I saw him roll his eyeballs. Her sweet lips pinched upwards forming an asymmetry line. He breathed in with annoyance.

"Me, Bening!" he said he stretched out his hand. I glanced at her clean and innocent little fingers. There are no traces of nail polish stuck there, even the nails are cut short and neat like a health worker. I often see the nail models of doctors and nurses who are so clean.

"Room." I welcome his hand. Her tiny hands were so snug when I held them. He immediately withdrew his hand as if his hand was burning as our skin touched. "Sit ...," I said. He pulled his chair a little and sat down. He straightened his back and looked at me. Is this the snot girl that hit my car? I looked at every corner of his face. Those blighted eyes, yeah, I remember. The eyes were fiery when angry. I don't remember if this snot girl was as attractive as the girl sitting in front of me. In my memory, she's nothing more than an annoying tempramental girl.

"So, how much does it cost to repair your car?" he said without further ado. I leaned my back against the chair and returned his gaze then said,

"I don't want any money from you."

"Then what?" He tried to control his emotions, his face held back the resentment that came out of nowhere. Did I just piss him off? I ignored his wry look and said,

"I want you to help me." He rounded his eyes, his mouth slightly opened in surprise.

"Help you?" repeat with a mocking tone. "help what?" There was anger in his voice.

"I need a girlfriend for dinner" I explained. I just need Bening to accompany me to dinner. I'll introduce her to mom.

"Seriously? That only?" the investigation doesn't believe.

"Yes, if you want to help me, I'll return your ID and SIM"

"If I don't want to?"

"Yes, up to you, I won't return your ID"

"Can't do that, you can't do as well as you do" his voice began to rise. I saw her face met with red restraining emotions.

"If you really want your ID, you have to help me just this once, then, I will return the ID and not bother you anymore"

"What's the guarantee?"

"Me!"

"Don't joke?"

"Do you think I'm kidding? I'll return your ID and SIM after dinner."

"Just have dinner?" inquiringly. His eyes looked at me suspiciously.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Nothing else?"

"How's it?"

"I don't want to!"

"Pardon me?"

"You scared?"

"Why should I be afraid? you eat rice I eat rice too."

"Then ...," I looked at him without blinking.

"I said no, yes, no! Understand no!" he said in a loud voice. A few eyes watching. He sat in his place with a huff.

"I'll pay you ..," I said without a second thought. "After all, girls like you are not my taste, you don't have to worry!" I clearly.

I saw him smiling wryly. Damnit damnit! I may have missteps.

"How much?" He said without interest. Damnit damnit! He underestimated me. I can give her anything she wants except the moon and the stars, let alone the sun.

"Whatever you want!" I said. I have to get it I mean his help.

"Relatedly? Anyhow?" He said looking for an explanation. I nodded without taking my eyes off. "But baby, I don't want any money from you, I'm not interested in your money" he continued before leaning on.

"Car? The jewels? A home? Whatever you want ..., I'll give it to you!" I seduced him with the lure of things that could melt the heart of a woman.

"You can't accept no, can you?" he said in a flat tone but the look in his eyes said another.

"You, finally understand."

"I can't believe I met someone like you ..," he said in a soft, almost inaudible voice. But of course I heard it very clearly. He crossed both hands on his chest. He was thinking about something and I could only pray that he would help me, whatever I would do to win his heart, I meant make him help you.

"How's it?"

"Why dinner? And why do you need my help?"

"Don't I tell you, I need a girlfriend to stop my mom from matching me with her choice."

"Didn't you have a boyfriend? Or maybe a close friend?"

"If I had, I wouldn't have asked for your help!" I don't fully trust his words. He could have fooled me and told me that to believe.

"You sure?"

"Well, one hundred and one percent" I said steadily. I have to make him believe and trust me.

He snorted in annoyance before finally saying. "Alright I'll help you, but on one condition," she straightened up and looked at me straight.

"Say ...,"

"I want my ID and SIM back right now!"

"Deal up! anything else?"

"And I don't want to pretend to be your girlfriend ..," he said hanging as if he was thinking the right words.

I listened carefully to each sentence and waited for the next one.

"It would be better if .., maybe you can say I am your close friend, your current close friend, emmm but if you don't want to, yes, you are, you can look for someone else" he said casually.

"Deal!" I said steadily. Whatever the conditions I must accept. Even if he asked me to give him a gift of diamond I wouldn't mind.

He is the perfect candidate. I mean, she's the girl who's generally the dream of prospective in-laws. Sweet. Damnit damnit! Did I just praise this sweet girl? As I recall he was a bitch at our first meeting. He even casually kicked the front bumper of the car just to vent his anger. His temperament could bring him into trouble if he couldn't control it. And of course a little childish, at that time I thought he was a big new kid aka abg whose emotions were overflowing.

Who wouldn't misunderstand? Wearing a knee-length floral dress paired with an oversized denim jacket, a long black stocking so that his bare feet do not become a spectacle of many eyes and his black boots that look like a rock and roll band boy. Damnit damnit! Even her innocent face was still clearly reflected in my mind. If only my guess back then was unbiased because of his appearance, I would have dragged him to the police station.

He's very annoying when stubborn but that's what's interesting. Women who are stubborn generally have a firm stance and do not give up easily. I'm interested in him, not about romance or romance but he seems to have an interesting character. People will easily fall in love with their unique character.

"You want to order something? I'm the one who deals" I said after I finished the daydream is not important to me. "Sorry, I was too busy talking to you and forgot to order something ...,"

I handed him the menu list.

"Actually I'm not too familiar with Japanese cuisine" he said in a soft voice. There was a pink hue on both of his cheeks. He looked embarrassed after saying it. I saw another figure of Bening today.

Is he embarrassed because he is not familiar with the menu? I formed a sickle and enjoyed chatting with him without even realizing it.

"Sushi and sasimi here are notoriously delicious, there are takoyaki as well and ...,"

"Udon's? I mean ramen or udon ...,"

"Ah, yes, they also have a delicious udon ebi!"

"All right, I'll order udon"

"There again?" He just shook slowly.