"Sorry to interrupt. Is this Mr. Dave?" An older man came and made Dave let go of his arms. With his thick Balinese accent, the older man smiled brightly, knowing he didn't recognize the wrong person.
"Yes, it's me. I'm sorry, who are you?" Ask Dave. Dian smiled at the friendly older man.
"Ahh, it's great to see Mr. Dave again. I used to look after Mr. Dave's villa. You must have forgotten because you rarely come to the Villa. But I won't forget because the photo of your family is hanging in the living room." Answer the man.
"Oh, sorry if I forgot." Dave didn't know what else to say, but the older man continued.
"I want to thank you very much for your kindness at that time, for saving my daughter's life, who almost drowned in the waves on this beach some time ago. She couldn't swim, but she forced herself. Luckily Mr. Dave was on the scene at the time, so her body survived the raging waves that pulled her." The older man answered.