Hansa & Geeta
XLIV Chapter

Dien stared at the pounding waves that covered the sand in silence as someone poked his left arm.

“Oh? Back in?” dien asked after turning his head and found the bright brown-eyed girl smiling at him.

Geeta nodded and looked at the sea in front of them. Actually, Dien felt that one night on the beach was not enough for the girl.

“Where is the chick? How did you come back alone? Don't you wait for him to be sorted out?”

The girl nodded without looking at him.

“Oh? Wh why? You were kicked out with him?” Dien held back a laugh.

This time Geeta looked at him, with a widening smile. “Kasian Om. Nangti lonely.”

Hearing that Dien could not help but smile again. No. gabe. Actually seeing the girl smile also made her smile. Dien misses his little daughters.

“Care also you same Om well.”

Geeta chuckles and she seems to remember something. “Om! Geeta is jangji! Geeta has done better talking about it.”

Dien glanced at the probing girl. “Jan-ji, Geeta. Not too good yet.”

“Ih! Kan jang-eh, jannn.. ji –nya just sampe more langcar aja!” Geeta's cheeks are bloated.

Dien chuckles at seeing the girl in distress. “Iya deh, that is also already good.” He looked back at the ocean before them.

He spent more than a week with the two boys. It felt more fun than he expected. Until almost Dien forgot on ‘misi’ –nya.

“Geeta, if Om may ask. Why didn't you go into the water from yesterday? We want to go home. Are you sure it is Niesel? Nyicipin it feels like swimming in salt water to make your skin wrinkle.” Dien tried to keep his tone steady and calm. The girl did not feel suspicious.

“Engga.” Beyond a doubt. The girl's smile grew wider. He locked Dien's eyes.

“Main Hannie and Om made Geeta seneng!” His face beamed every time he mentioned the name of the gray-eyed man. Perhaps the relationship between them was closer than Dien knew.

“Lagian Geeta has fused feet kok.”

Dien grunting. “Kalo ‘kaki’ it yes to the thighs is minimal. This is it, you're just a foot, Geeta. It's called nge-rendem.”

The girl laughed. Ah, the laughter of these boys was also what kept Dien from being washed away. Hansa's condition was also not as severe as it said.

Geeta looked back as if she felt the presence of someone. Dien followed the direction of the girl's gaze. Hansa, Miss Sophie's granddaughter has finished changing clothes.

“Geeta, Om want to snack first yes. Honey, we haven't tried all the snacks here. Kudu complacent.” Yeah, Dien's trying to keep his distance. He cannot be affected any further. He must not forget his important mission.

“Wait for Hannie first. Janjan together.”

Dien shook his head while laughing. “First Geeta, not a promise, but ja-jan. Second, gapapa. You wait where the cake is. We will eat together. Play, run, or cake. Just get on the beach before you go home. Let Om the snack, mumpung Om emang like kulineran.”

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“Loh, Where are you going?” my question is that my distance from Geeta is not half a meter.

“Jan-er, jaajaann.” Geeta talks hard.

“What snacks? Don't we want to go home?”

Geeta shrugged her shoulders. “She should be full-fledged on the beach before heading home.”

I was short and smiled thinly. “Kalo so we also take a walk first. Do you wanna sit around? Or... buy ice cream?!” bosiku. If it was just the two of us, Geeta would not have to hide her hard-earned identity.

Geeta thought hard. It seems he has his own plan. He looked around him. Observe one by one the activities of other visitors on this beach.

“Main it is! Make home!” point at.

I followed the direction Geeta pointed to. “Ahh, sand castle? Could too. But we don't have the tools. It will be hard to form it. It's dirty too. Mending eating ice cream while sitting around.”

If there is a wish Geeta never gives up, right? I smile and give in. “OK. Buy the water first. Do not use the former.”

Geeta nodded strongly. What matters is that his wish is fulfilled.

“Oh yes, Geeta. Means one of my debts is paid off yes.” I started a chat after getting a 'tool' to make a sand castle.

We were crouching near the beach. Part of the sand is rather wet, so that it is easy to form.

Geeta who was busy with her palace raised an astonished face. “Debt?”

“Iya. The promise is the same as debt. Anyway my promise about the beach to you is paid off right? How's it feel? Seneng ga?” tanyaku. I hope he's happy enough.

Geeta's smile softened. “Stenns! But there are other promises that have not been paid off.” Geeta stopped the movement of her hand and looked at the sea water that hit the tip of our feet.

“Oh? Anything else?”

Geeta is still smiling. But why do I feel bad? Why do I like to make promises? Idiotically. Stupid hansa.

“Hannie promises Geeta don't be afraid to come out. Don't get sengbunyi.” A clear gentle mutter contained disappointment.

I-i know. I-i understand. From the beginning I always warned him not to sulk in public. Asking him to do this and that's what might make him uncomfortable.

Who likes to have their life arranged by someone else, right?

“Ah.. promise that. I—” My sentence was truncated. Not by others, but by myself. I can't say that a promise that's 'impossible.

I'm not sure, Geeta. I'd love to answer that.

But such an answer would only make him even more sad. I don't want him to be disappointed in me.

“Usaha. We work together to keep my promise, right? Because it takes cooperation for that promise.”

Geeta looked at me inside. As if trying to read my head. But I won't let it.

I turned my eyes to our sand palace, and changed the subject of the chat. “Where to go to the beach are we going? Shopping? You haven't bought new clothes, have you?”

Thankfully, my efforts were not in vain. Geeta reassembled her sand castle and replied, “Okei. Same Om too?”

I smile. “Iya. Same with Om too. We'll buy her cute clothes.”

“Be a clown!” Geeta's voice is cheerful again.

“Iya, can. His hair looks like a party clown. Stay the same costume as id.” I followed the direction of the chat that Geeta had built.

“Hannie is too, so clown!”

I grunt. “Udah make a palace, means be a prince or king dong. Clown time.”

“Gapa, later Geeta is so white!”

“White?” My eyebrows are tied faintly.

“Iya! It's in the palace too. White!” her nails.

The whites? In palace? I started thinking hard. Then snap a finger. “Oh! Princess?!”

“Ha! It!” Geeta cheered loudly.

We made a scene again. But thankfully it is now outdoors and indeed noisy as well. I can't bear to not laugh.

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