Daendels Estella's
Brothel House

Poor, the first thing Stella felt when she saw the local people in this era, or they were referred to as natives. The arrival of Daendels with a Dutch woman next door became a sight for the natives who were along the way peddling his wares when Stella and Daendels visited a spice market. The smell of spices that pierced the nose several times to make Stella sneeze, Stella was the son of a mother who had never been in the kitchen, let alone know about the spices, cooking, he only knows how to eat the food on the table.

“You don't like the smell of spices?.” A short question from Daendels made Stella turn her head towards the man.

“I just can't get hit by a pungent smell.”

“Then we will go to the other side of the market.”

Stella just nodded, after all she did not know this place at all, where would she go if she did not come with Daendels. A market that sells cute accessories, from bracelets to other accessories derived from real stone. In the future, accessories like this only resemble stone but the original remains made of plastic.

Stella got off the horse-drawn carriage, helped Daendels down first. The girl held Daendels' hand to go down while holding her large skirt. While continuing to grab Daendels' hands, the two of them walked around the market which was full of good items.

“I have come here while in completing the work, the natives make their own handicrafts, they make accessories from the produce.” Daendels stopped at one of the sellers of bracelet necklaces and similar accessories, the seller looked very frightened when Daendels came to him.

“A-ada Y-yang B-can Sa yes tires tu Tuan?.” Ask with a wave.

However, Stella's smile managed to calm her down a little. Stella gives a smile to the middle-aged woman who sells these accessories “The stuff you sell is very good, if I may ask for an opinion. In your opinion, which one is suitable for me to wear.”

The woman looked at Stella closely, a sense of admiration she showed blatantly. “You are very beautiful, this necklace is suitable for you to wear.” He showed her one simple necklace but according to Stella the necklace was beautiful for her.

Stella looked at Daendels, like she knew what she wanted. “I'll take it for my future wife.” Stella's heart seemed to stop beating when Daendels introduced her as a future wife, she was 18 years old, where maybe she married at this young age, even if her husband was as handsome as Daendels.

Stelle only commented a smile, not wanting to prolong the matter, just a mere confession, Daendels had his own reasons for admitting himself as a future wife. The woman gave the necklace to Stella, “Thank you.”

Not paying, Stella looks back at Daendels. “Where is the money?.” Stella asked softly, actually she was upset because of Stella's intentions, buy a necklace for her with money, not asking.

“No need madam, lord Daendels has helped us a lot.” The woman's words made Stella even more uncomfortable.

“You provide the goods then you should get the commensurate thing.” Stella said very kindly.

Daendels took out some silver from his clothing pocket which gave it to Stella “1 silver?.” Stella asked back with a astonished face.

“That's a commensurate price.” Daendels answered Stella.

“1 again.”

Without rejecting Stella's words, Daendels again took out 1 silver from her pocket and gave it to Stella. 2 silver for the necklace that Stella received, the girl smiled happily at the item she was carrying.

Stella nodded.

Daendels stopped his steps and looked towards Stella, still with his cold gaze but according to Stella behind that cold face, he was a very warm man. Daendels took the necklace and put it on Stella's neck “Very beautiful.”

Stella just smiled shyly, whether the ancients always revealed many things bluntly, if in her time there would be nothing to express directly like this, through chat. Even dating is a lot of virtual, video calls until the morning and so on.

As they continued to move into the deepest area of the market, Stella found a closed house where the Dutch also came in and out of it with indigenous women. The location is quite far from Stella stands, Daendels also has taken her up the horse carriage back, because it must continue the journey to another place.

“Wait, where is it?.” Stella makes Daendels look towards the house that Stella pointed at.

“Brothe house.”

It's stupid that Stella doesn't know about brothels, in many movies it shows a place for whores and lustful women. The Brothel House is a name for such a place, which in his day was no longer used, a brothel under the guise of a nightlife.

Stella saw many indigenous women who were there, she did not know if they did work there or deliberately taken to work there “They work there?.”

“Iya. The brothel business can never be closed at any time. Initially it was from the Dutch themselves who needed entertainment, considering we who could not channel lust after a long trip, we also could not send the women we wanted from the Netherlands. So the last option is to go to the brothel or take the concubine.” Daendels stopped his long sentence and looked towards Stella “Now things like this are no longer permissible, it just depends on the choice of each person. The Dutch government also established a Vrouwen Tuchthuis (Female repair station). Not as much as women who choose to be in a brothel, but it helps a lot.”

Stella just nodded in understanding with Daendels, but the girl looked back at Daendels. The sentence spoken earlier caught the attention of Stella “If you need lustful entertainment, will you look for a mistress?.”

Daendels smiled, “Life is not just a matter of lust, I came here to realize the work I received. I wasn't looking for a concubine or intending to find a mistress, but I already had other plans. I will soon be old, and I need someone good to accompany my final day.” Daendels's eyes were on Stella. “When I see you first on board, I think that God has granted the prayers that I said.”

“What? Hahaha.” Stella is very uncomfortable, she knows what Daendels means, but that does not mean that she who was thrown into 1807 must marry a Dutch official who colonized her own country.

“I know that you are not coming from this world.” Daendels' words managed to surprise Stella, the girl turned her head with a serious face “But I don't know where you came from, I don't know where, it makes too much sense when a ship filled only by male soldiers and you appear in it all of a sudden. Maybe the other crew can accept when I say if you are with me from the beginning, but I cannot accept that you are a person of this world.”

Stella was speechless, she couldn't possibly say that she was from the future.

“You won't tell me your origin? I don't mind it, but whatever you need is my responsibility, because you are my guest.”

“Thanks for the understanding.”

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