BLOODLETTING
Disappearance towards opacity

Arriving at a beach where a small boat is ready to bring Kejora and Satria, both of them boarded the boat and began to enter the sea area and arrive at an area that looks ordinary from above but who would have thought if in the depths there is an extraordinary treasure.

"I'll drop the anchor first!" said Satria went down to the sea and anchored their anchor down there, Kejora took care of his clothes and left the clothes were fairly open, he came down to touch the sea water.

The ground that Kejora wore to cover his actual skin was washed off and showed his bright white skin shining in the sun.

Kejora entered the dive following her husband and saw a shipwreck where in it is a breeding ground for pearl oysters, it is a long time waiting for the pearl to grow, the pearl grows, but at harvest and almost every day Satria spread new seedlings and shells of small pearl shells that he cultivated itself was able to make almost every week Satria was able to harvest the shells. Nearly ten warships were used by Satria to raise pearls.

Satria's eyes in the sea were wide open when he saw how his wife who was diving very gracefully like a mermaid was able to make Satria's chest beat fast, too, The Kejora deliberately shows the beauty of his dives while showing the shape of his body's stunning contusions.

Sure enough now Satria gazed admiringly at him, Satria who really loved Kejora added with a dazzling sparkle the woman was able to make him interested and finally approached the direction of the Kejora.

The two smiled and lifted their bodies upwards taking in oxygen, but their gaze finally clashed on the water and Satria quickly grabbed the Kejora hip and clenched it tightly as if she did not want to let go of the woman forever.

"You're so mesmerizing the Kejora!" satria said honestly while expressing her heart for the first time.

"Hmmm, really?" ask the Kejora whose answer is a certainty that will be given Satria.

"Yes." that one word was able to interpret the myriad doubts in the heart of Kejora and now, Kejora raised the corner of her lips upwards showing a conviction.

"Good!" said Kejora briefly, but not long ago they exchanged arguments an explosion suddenly scattered them, the small village they built was engulfed by the red hero with a puff of black smoke that soared high into the sky, implies a real aortic destruction.

"What's that about?" said Kejora widened, as well as Satria who saw it, even some of the same citizens were harvesting mutiarapun also surprised and one by one raised himself to the surface.

"That's our village!" yelled everyone, stuttering gempita back exploded behind a row of palm tree fences, destroying all those affected by the explosion.

"It's ambush!" the other exclaimed in the direction of the armed army's brecade that was on top of the hill.

"We're opening a secret passageway!" said Kejora again who mena for a bad thing they have prepared it.

Everyone dived back under the sea and opened a secret door until the dark passage led them to a sealed cave, they opened the lid until finally saw some villagers who flocked in and fortunately there were no more babies, because the baby they saved once is now three years old.

At the age of toddler baby babies are already trained in endurance including swimming, so they also go back into the hallway until finally reached the pearl breeding place.

It seems that some villagers saved their shells as well as Kejora and Satria, they did not forget to take their treasures that had long been stored tightly under the sea.

"Yeay, we all made it!" the cheers of all the citizens who seemed to rejoice on the ship, as well as the Kejora who reflexively embraced Satria who was beside him.

Everyone rejoiced and rejoiced, they sailed across the coast and the sea, their destination was now to Batavia or Jakarta at that time. Those who are wealthy will no longer be afraid to face the situation of the city.

They arrived at the dock, with a typical noble style with luxurious clothes and accessories all over, they one by one down the ship, no one suspected of their position of a fugitive, no one, all managed to arrive safely and spread out there who set up a food store, some opened a clothing boutique some were students, some were students, all the villagers finally scattered and mixed no one suspected of them, until finally the proclamation echoed and independence was achieved.

After everything passed Kejora and Satria were still in a state of shame, both of them did not look like a couple but like brothers who always supported each other.

On a sunny morning, Kejora and Satria were preparing to open a company and a hospital, indeed at that time the level of a company and a hospital was not like today, but the progress of friendship possessed by Kejora and Satria was good enough in that era.

"Kejora, are we going to share the task?" satria asked when she saw the two things they had to do that day.

"No! We will go together to these two places! Why do you keep avoiding me?" asked Kejora was upset because indeed Satria's shy nature always made him hareudang.

"Ba..lah." said Satria nervously, had repeatedly strengthened his mentality to approach the Kejora and always get a positive response from the woman, he said, but sometimes he seemed to be embarrassed to make him mute.

"You haven't answered my question! Why are you always avoiding me?" ask again Kejora is upset.

"I.that's me .." Satria stuttered as she was about to answer Kejora's question.

"I love you, is that unclear!" emphatically Kejora expressed her heart's irritation that seemed to always be ignored.

The eyes of the rounded satria immediately stared at the Kejora who was now looking at narrowing his eyes.

"A.what?" asked again Satria stuttered, she had a hard time speaking and tried to kill her fear at that time.

"I love you Satria!" said Kejora firmly glared at Satria who was now staring at him.

Satria swallowed her shame and gave her body to do something, Satria pulled the body of Kejora in her arms, eyes Kejora rounded and felt a tremor in the hands of Satria who may now be embarrassed half to death.

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