CHAPTER 5 (SORRY NO SORRY?)

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Oat walk to P'Benz and whispered to him something. Since I can't hear what they were talking about, I continue to scrolling through my IG.

"Oh Yan, you ask P'Oat to help you with your project right? P'Oat said that he is free right now, since we already finished with the tour. I gave you permission to follow him, after you finished you can go back to your hotel" said P'Benz.

How dare he said that to P'Benz! Since when do I ask him to help me with my project?? Most importantly, since when do I have any project? I glare at Oat, in return he wink at me.

Now I have no choice other than to follow him around. He didn't talk anything to me. First he bring me to eat at a restaurant. Then, he bring me to mall to get some ice cream. I started to fell impatient and tired. So I decided to starts the conversation.

"When can I go back?"

"........" No response from him.

"Don't pretend like you don't understand what I said. I know you can speak English"

He just chuckle, get up from the seat and give a signal for me to follow him. I decided not to move and just sit on my chair.

"No! Why do I need to follow you?"

He lean his body to me and whisper..

"You kick my leg and it left a bruise. What would you do if I report this case? Don't you know how to say sorry?"

I froze and after that I reluctantly follow him.

OAT'S POV

When she ask me why do she need to follow me, I lean forward to her and said

"You kick my leg and it left a bruise. What would you do if I report this case? Don't you know how to say sorry?"

She froze and I could see that she felt guilty about that. I don't know why, but since the first time I saw her at the market. I feel attracted to her. I don't know why, she is not even my type. She also have different religion from me. I still remembered that night when I lost her. I keep searching for her but I failed. Never knew that I would meet her again today.

That's why I didn't pass this opportunity to get to know her.

I walk to my car and I could see she has been pouting all day long since she were with me.

"Get in" I said

"Whyyyy?? Whyyy?? Where do you want to bring me??" she ask while stomping her feet. Cute.

I ignored her and walk to the driver's seat. She slowly enter the car and shut the door loudly.

It's not my intention to make her feel irritated by me. I just don't have any choice since she is not like any other girl. Every girl would want to be with me but she, she doesn't even know me! Even after she knew who I am, she still treat me like a pervert who disturb her at the market.

I drive out of the mall and continue to my third destination. Sometimes I would glance at her to look what she doing.

"What's so interesting in the IG? I saw you scrolling your IG since we were in the station" I decided to start a conversation.

She look at me and said

"Oh wow, mister pervert from market can talk" she said sarcastically.

"I just ask" I replied

"And I ask you a lot of question but you ignored me. So why should I answer your question?"

I sigh and decided to keep quiet. Looks like she is angry to me.

"I want to get to know you" I bluntly said that.

She seems shocked.

"Why?" she asked.

"I don't know, maybe because you are unique" I said that while looking at her.

She rolled her eyes and said

"Tskkk, typical playboy trick. No need to get to know me. My life is not colorful as yours. You got a lot of fan, why don't you get to know them?"

"How did you know I got a lot of fan?"

She shows me her phone and I could see my IG page on her phone.

"You were stalking me?" I smile mischievously.

"No, I just want to know if you have some psychopath issues or if you have kill someone before"

"If I do kill people, I won't post it on IG"

"Okay then, I will just google it"

Then she continue to play with her phone until she fall asleep. I look at her and chuckle, how can a person who afraid of being harass by a pervert can sleep peacefully in his car?

I don't know why, but the increment of attraction that I felt towards her becomes bigger.

END OF POV



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