Everything Will Become One
Episode 5's

"I heard from my old manager he said you graduated from New York University".The beginning of our conversation.

"Yes, I just graduated from that university".My answer.

"How do you feel knowing if you join this company".Ask.

"It's nice, but I haven't been able to go back to Indonesia".

"Ohhh you're from Indonesia?? I've been to Indonesia, and I really like Indonesian people they're very friendly".

"Yes I am from Indonesia and got a scholarship from my high school to be able to continue my studies in New York".

"Good dongg?? Not everyone is not as lucky as you?? But by the way do you understand the manager's job?".He asked me, I can see the bright side he showed me.

"When I was in college I understood about the manager but after coming here, I didn't understand anything that should be my job".I said it with my innocent face.

"Hahaha, once you've got your face, I'll explain after I get home from training".He laughed a little at me.

"Just remember, you'll be with me every day 'we're in the same car".It seemed like he understood the look on my face that was confused by what he said.

"Thank you".I smiled at him.

"Don't smile like that".He said briefly.

"Why". Manya surprised.

"If I see you smiling and continuing on like that I definitely can't be professional with my work".Geez, Mark, you're making me so embarrassed and I'm sure my face is flushed red right now.

"Your white face is now turning pink now".He said while laughing.

"Oiya ?? I'm so embarrassed to hear you talk to me like that".I answered frankly.

"What is the habit of Indonesians when embarrassed his face reddened?".Now Mark turned his face into a serious one.

"Yes, my face turns red when I'm embarrassed".

"Dikorea when ashamed is not a reddened face but ears".I shook my head while saying "Really?" using Korean, he was stunned to see me.

"Mark!!! Let's start training, one more time!!".Enwoo shouted to Mark and Mark approached them.

After waiting for a few minutes they finally finished training and all the members left with their respective managers, and Mark , Mark told me to follow him. And he told me to get in his car.

"Have you eaten?".Ask.

"I ate bread on the plane".My answer.

"Not eating heavy food?". I shook my head.

"Sir, we'll go to a regular restaurant".Mark spoke to the driver.

"But Mark, what if anyone sees us".Then the question came to me.

"Gapapa, the restaurant is devoted to idols in Seoul". I nodded in understanding.

After reaching the restaurant, Mark eventually led me into the restaurant and told me to sit next to him.

Mark ordered steak and ramen to eat. I was worried if the meat was meat***, so I just held my knife and fork without touching it.

"Why not eat? The gaenak?".Ask while yawning the steak.

"I'd like to ask, is this meat ****?".I stammered brick.

"Yes, this is meat****, eat it, it's very tasty".He cut off the meat and brought it closer to me. I held it with my hand.

"I'm sorry I can't eat that meat".I said while turning my face away.

"Why? You don't like it?".Ask.

"No, I am a Muslim, my uniform does not encourage me to eat meat ****".I said.

"Your religion is islam? Oh, sorry, I don't know that".Said.

"Yes gapapa, I ate the ramen".He shifted the ramen that was near him in front of me.

"In Korea almost all restaurants provide meat ****".Said again.

"That worries me if I have to live in Korea".I said while tearing ramen.

"Aren't you afraid of having to spend your day with someone different from you?". She's staring.

"My family has always taught tolerance and respect between religions, I appreciate these differences and I can't force people around me to believe what I believe".I answered, he nodded.

"I'm glad the old manager chose you as my manager".

"I'm happy too".

"If it still feels awkward you can consider me a friend". She smiled so sweetly and made me stunned to look at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?".Ask while raising one eyebrow.

"I haven't had a friend in 4 years of college".I said.

"Why don't people want to be friends with a woman as beautiful and as good as you".Mark talks to me like this again.

"The reason is because I am Muslim, there is almost no one who wants to respect people who are Muslim".

"You already have friends, don't you? Think of me as your best friend or boyfriend".

'Whatt?? How could an idol say that to me?'.Inner me grumbling.

After talking for a long time we finally finished eating and immediately left the restaurant.