Love of the Journalist
65. Adventure: Rush
...65. Adventure: Rush's...
Kirei
The storm has passed. The ship leans in the port of Makassar at 3 am. 2 Hours later than scheduled due to a storm.
He, Ken, Maega and Talima even lack sleep. They finally decided to gather at the clinic until the storm was over. And the ship is leaning safely.
Now comes the time to part with Talima and the tiny Sea. The baby who had gained weight was covered in a thick cloth.
They deliver Talima and the baby to the end of the pier.
“Be careful, Ma. Greetings to family ...” That was his last message to Talima.
They waved their hands as Talima's body grew farther away. At the door waiting for the arrival of passengers Talima's husband and family have been waiting.
He, Ken and Maega rush back into the ship. The loading and unloading of passengers in the Port of Makassar is getting crowded. Looks like more people are coming down and up from the harbor here.
Before he got into the elevator, he had a chance to see someone very similar ....
Ah, yes hallucinations.
It can't be, can it?
He threw away that fantasy. It's almost morning. Lack of sleep and fatigue may make him hallucinate.
This morning he wanted to rest in peace.
Arriving in his room he immediately broke his body. Finding a comfortable position. The whack of drowsiness brought him quickly to dreamland.
Her cheeks were cold. Even his body immediately felt cold. He grabbed the bolster. Hold her and hold her tight.
***
The sun is over. The light enters through the window glass. He squirms, looking for the bolster he hugs.
“Guling,” murmured.
Suddenly he opened his eyes.
Where there is a bolster facility in his room. He rubbed his face. Trying to remember. But, he felt hugging the bolts. The heat and the smell were even left on his bedsheet.
Smell of masculine woody that .... He shook his head strongly. Not likely.
Quick self-cleaning is the best way to get rid of all delusions.
His phone rang when he finished his shower. His wet hair was still curled up in the towel. He also wears a bathrobe.
“Ya, Brother ...”
“I wait at the restaurant,” said Ken then turned off the phone.
Without drying his hair with a hairdryer, he exited the room with his hair half wet. Wearing cloth pants 7/8. Plain white t-shirt he headed for the restaurant.
There Ken and Maega have been waiting for him.
Apparently getting them closer is not as difficult as imagined. After the tragedy of abdominal pain that ‘intentionally’. It is like finding their own way to get close to each other.
He brought a plate of fried rice, then sat right in front of Maega, next to Ken.
“There is a live performance at the cafe later tonight,” Maega said.
“Oya,” her eyebrows raised next door.
“Rarely anyway. Long-distance ships usually offer such entertainment. I used to take a boat from Makassar to Labuhan Bajo. Pas just so happens there is such entertainment.”
“Usually the gig is a singer from the east here,” added Maega.
“Assyik also, yes ...” Legally.
He glanced at Ken next to him. Her brother is so cute. Not responding to their conversation.
In the afternoon he came to the clinic. Seeing Maega who was examining a heart patient who had fainted during a storm. His condition is getting better.
They use their free time by chatting. Until I felt like time was passing so quickly.
By late afternoon, he was back out of the room. Carry a DLSR camera. He deliberately went down to the main deck. There are more people there. There are many photos that can be taken.
Then he stepped into the stern. Apparently, the decision was not right. Many passengers smoked there.
He who can not stand the smoke of cigarettes began to cough. Slowly he held the railing, and walked backwards. But actually, there is one passenger who deliberately exhaled cigarette smoke towards him.
His face was getting red withstanding the cough that never subsided. Trying to get away from the stern while holding his chest. His left hand covered the mouth that was continuously coughing increasingly worse.
He's getting harder to breathe. Even his neck was almost choked.
Half-conscious, his body was swaying. He closed his eyes.
When he realized he was lying in the health clinic. There's Maega and Ken over there sitting waiting for him.
“Thank God,” Ken said in relief. Seeing him opened my eyes. Worries about his condition are one reason.
He slowly removed the oxygen aid attached to his nose.
“Udah please?” Asked Maega who moved to sit next to his bed.
He smiled small, “Thank you.” His words are still weak.
Maega smiled as well.
“Kak,” call it.
Ken's approaching.
“Who helped me?” He still remembers, when he had difficulty breathing there was someone who helped him. Then carry. He deliberately closed his eyes because of the stifling feeling that he could not hold back anymore.
“Why?”
“I want to thank him.” Legally.
“Later tonight come to the cafe. That guy is waiting for you there.” Ken Tandas.
Feeling better, he intends to go to the cafe later that night. Information from Ken. The man was waiting for him there.
Arriving at the cafe, the waiter greeted him. Being a regular customer as long as this ship sails no doubt makes it known.
“Awaited there, Mbak ...” The cafe waiter smiled as he pointed at the outdoor chair. The usual he and Ken sitting if enjoying the twilight.
“Still,” reply. Passing the legs. Pushing the glass door that became the boundary of the room.
He looked at the back of the man standing behind him. Men of high stature, strapping, and back it ....
DEG.
His chest fast. Instantly his steps stopped. The distance of those who are only 3 meters is not able to make the courage to call, say hello or get closer.
He really doesn't have the guts for it.
I think he wants to run from there now. But the universe would not allow it. His feet seemed to be firmly fixed. Body freezes. His tongue was twisted and stuck.
The man turned around when he learned of his whereabouts.
Their eyes collided for a moment. Then he quickly lowered. Look at the wooden floor.
Until the man approached her. And then hold it in its arms.
“I wish you were here ...”
Words so ringing in his ears. Also, he felt the same.
“It still takes how long to heal your wounds?”
Eyes warming.
“Doesn't miss a little for me?” The man kissed the top of his head, clutching it tightly.
He flinched. Even his hands were still not moving. But without realizing it the tears that had been inundated since then broke through without control.
He sobbed. Shoulders vibrate.
Danang who felt that, then broke her embrace.
“Hey, I'm not here to make you cry.” Danang gently rubbed his wet cheeks with both of his thumbs.
“You may be angry, may curse, may hit any part, but do not torture me with this miss.”
He shook. Gripping firmly at the tip of the man's shirt.
“Ma .. sorry,” the word came out with difficulty from his lips.
I think it's inappropriate for this guy. There were many wounds that he inflicted on her. All because of his selfishness.
“I've forgiven before you apologize,”
He looked up, this time they stared at each other for a long time. I want to pour out a longing that is so strong. This man, yes ..the man who shook his soul. Watered his heart so that the flowers of love grew there. Love's. Longs. Who are in pieces of time.
Danang smiled at him.
“I’m counting the days until I see you again ... here (i count the days until we meet again ... here)”
Ordinary love one sa pinta
Jang too curbed
Because if sa su says
Sa trakan moved because of dear
Don't you act like a double trap
Just take care of the heart to add love
Because if sa su says
Sa trakan moved because of dear
And it's all about the heart
So think back
Tra's promise may be to disavow
Reason tra kabari
Love is so suspicious
Change is different now
Tie it up in the name of love
Sa tra likes to force that's the problem
Let love grow as much as possible
Love and restlessness are the addressees
Jang just came and left lara
Sa remains walo tra's love
dian Sarowea - Karna Su Darling
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Danang
He pushed the door of Kirei's room with his right leg so tightly closed, then his right hand locked it slowly. Still sounding 'clack'. While the left hand clasped the girl's waist.
Their lips are intertwined, tasting each other, channeling all the longings that stifle and spurt all this time.
With hunting breath. No one's talking. It was as if their movements represented the feelings of the two. Such a deep longing felt comparable to what they were doing right now.
He wanted to show the girl that he was so longing. Wanted it. Right now too.
His hands began to palpate, squeezing the sensitive parts of the girl. While Kirei put his arm around his neck.
He pushed the girl to the wall of the room. He rushed in with kisses all over his face. Not giving Kirei the chance to open his eyes.
The kiss came down to the neck, making the girl sigh and growl.
He smiled obliquely, then without even pulling Kirei's waist. Take him to bed. Their lips are still diving into each other, channeling all pent-up flavors.
Arriving at the bed, he sat with the girl. The long dress she was wearing. Gently rubbing his smooth thighs. With lips that were without pause left a trace of ownership on the girl's neck.
With fast and perceptive force, the dress buttons are detached one by one. Until the clothes were dated entirely left two pieces that covered the sensitive area.
He kissed the cleavage he missed so much. Kirei was closed as he stiffened. The girl's hand was clutching her hair. While his hand was busy rubbing Kirei's back to his nape. Makes the girl growl.
His smile became more perfect, while he said, “May ...?”
The girl was blushed and embarrassed. Then nodded slowly.
The speed and accuracy of the target is as simple as what has been applied so far. He wanted to do it with Kirei who also wanted him. Equally needed. Longing vanishing.
He slid Kirei's body on the bed slowly.
resting on both knees, brace the girl. He went back down his entire face without exception with a kiss, then moved down the neck. All treatment according to instinct. Fast, gentle and impulsive.
Kirei's eyes closed. With a chest that is deflated.
Then he went down on a flat stomach that his future son had grown there. Smear full of gentleness, while praying in the heart may soon get a change.
His hand that had been playing down there, now stopped. Remove the most valuable triangle. Replace it with his tongue there. The girl screeched and bit her lower lip.
“I’ll do it ..” His whisper was right in the girl's ear. Kirei looked at him, probably thinking since when he was above his wife. Ready to melt the mounting desires and longings.
Kirei nodded, with my eyes.
He smiles. Kissing his wife's forehead. Along with combining and promoting the union of the two. The girl gripped the bedsheet firmly. While he swung, rowing his ship to dock as he wished. The longer, the faster the rhythm is accelerated.
The girl had reached the top, while she still wanted to enjoy the rhythm she had created herself. Keep racing with time, to coincide with the flute of ships that howl once a sign that the ship will lean on the Port of Labuhan Bajo. So did he who had planted the seed on his last moor. Mother candidates for her children.
“I love you,” he kissed his wife's forehead. Swabs sweat on his forehead and temples. Then rolled his body on Kirei's side. It grabbed the girl's body, and pulled out a blanket to cover their bodies.
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