Love of the Journalist
66. Adventure: With You

...66. Adventure: With You...

Kirei's face met red as he recalled what they had done a moment ago. The man was still asleep beside her. A subtle snoring sounded faint.

Their bodies were still wrapped in blankets. He looked at Danang with a happy twinkle. Although in the heart there is still a pinch of taste entrenched.

“I wish you were here,”

The sentence that reappeared as he was held tightly after his sobs like flood subsided last night. Danang took him out of the cafe.

Ordinary love one sa pinta

Jang too curbed

Because if sa su says

Sa trakan moved because of dear

A couple of song lines were still heard as they passed through the indoor part of the cafe. Then out left a pretty crowded cafe that night. Not like the nights before.

Their hands are still holding each other. He walked a little behind Danang. Trying to equalize the footsteps of the man beside him.

I don't know where the man knows the position of his room. Just opened the door of his room which was deliberately not locked. Because he thought he would meet someone who had helped him.

Without saying, the man ambushed his lips greedily. Catch it tighter.

He never thought. This man will be present in the middle of his journey. He thought it was unlikely to meet again. Because going to Semarang is not one part of the plan. He even prepared for all the risks he would take.

But, it turned out that they met sooner than he had expected.

Highlight a reddish tinge through the window glass. It moves slowly. His clothes. Then rush into the bathroom.

“Mas ...” He woke up the man. Rubbing her shoulders, then gently rubbing her cheeks.

His cold hands after bathing, only able to make Danang squirm with his eyes closed.

“After morning,” he crouched down to be parallel to Danang who was lying down.

Slowly Danang's eyes opened. A smile rises from his lips.

“Good morning,” Danang said with a raucous voice typical of people waking up. Grabbing his hand and then dipping it.

He also returned a smile. Then stand up. “In the meantime we arrive at Bima.” She tightened her kimono towel.

“Mas Danang took a shower, I prepared her clothes,”. The habit of preparing the man's clothes is still remembered.

Wait, “Tas Mas Danang where?” Ask.

His eyes looked all over the room that was not so wide. But there was no bag there.

He turned to Danang who was already in a position to sit on the edge of the bed. Covering her lower body with an original blanket.

The man pulled his arm, then took him sitting in his lap. Without a word, sniffing in his neck. While clutching his waist.

“Masss ...” Whimpering. Even so his hands were wriggling on the man's shoulders.

“Just a minute,” selak Danang. While continuing to smell the neck of his neck up to the collarbone.

He tried to close his lips, so that ******* did not escape from his mouth. But, Danang's unconscious treatment made her moan.

“Before reaching Bima, we make another Milky-Bima.” Danang smiled grinning.

“What?” Even if he knew what that man meant. Did you have to shower twice this morning?

Without warning Danang pulled the rope of the kimono towel with a single glance.

That morning they started the activity by sweating back like last night.

He frowned, when he realized that his neck and upper body were full of ownership marks.

“I didn't go to the restaurant,” broke up, breakfast forced in the room. Also, lunch plans and even dinner may be. How should he meet people in such a situation. Shame is not playing.

Instead the man chuckled, able to guess what was on his mind. “Not you who are ashamed. They should have thought I was eating wild horse milk.”

“Hah?!” He stupefied. Meanin?

**

In the afternoon they sit in the lounge chairs of the outdoor cafe. With various engineering and a little forced, he finally wanted to leave the room after almost a day of confining himself.

But with a day together, they seemed to melt the span for far apart. Revealing the hidden longing. Open to each other and create a romantic atmosphere of course.

They told stories on the bed while sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

“So what I saw fitting in the elevator early in the morning was Mas Danang?” Guess it.

The man smiled.

“Terus, who entered my room secretly disguised as a bolster also Mas Danang?” Another terkanya.

Danang nodded back. Smile without guilt.

But instead he hissed, “Gak terribly!” Pebik pissed. He feels fooled.

“Then who helped me time in the stern also Mas Danang? Uh wait, Brother Ken and Maega also know that Mas Danang brought me to the clinic?” Dreadedly. Again, he felt deceived.

“Don't ... don't, Brother Ken the ...?”

A wide smile decorated the man's lips.

“At a great time anyway!” Angry spray.

“Why should I use gini kayak ways?”

Danang pinched his nose, “Be willing to find the right moment. But, it turns out that your allergy relapses.”

“But not so, Mas. I'm like a crazy person knows, hallucinating in case Mas Danang comes here. But it doesn't feel possible either, does it, in hindsight.”

“But in fact I'm here, right?”

Danang reached into his hands, then kissed him. “I came here because of you. For you. Also to melt rinduku.”

He turned his head to look at the man. His lips curled upwards.

“Mas Danang is not angry with me? Don't hate me?” Eyes glazed. Feelings of haru, warm, loved and even cared for mixed with his guilt.

Danang shook his head.

“I know, you again emotion that time.”

“And I can only give you time to heal wounds. But will never let you go.” Danang Tandas.

“Sorry ...” he said raucously. Her tears are dripping. He quickly shrank it with the back of his hand.

Danang spread out his hands, as soon as he fell in his arms.

The man kissed his head several times, “I can wait for my little girl for years. So this is not how.” Said chuckling.

He pinched Danang's waist. The man was even more laughing.

By being forced at the end of the morning and lunch asked the waiter of the restaurant to deliver him to the room.

Ken and Maega are looking for him. But he reasoned he was not feeling well. And lucky they understand. Although inwardly condemning themselves, they must think no-no to him.

Late in the afternoon Danang gave her a pashmina.

“Wear this,” Danang draped on her neck. Then smile with satisfaction.

“Mas Danang can from where?” He smoothed the pashmina around his neck.

“It just so happens that there is a sale below earlier.”

And thanks to the pashmina, he was able to sit down to enjoy the twilight with the man.

He looked at the man.

“Mas .. I,” he threw his gaze into the open ocean.

“I .. would like to apologize to Mama and Papa,” his countenance is full of regret. Then look again at Danang.

Their eyes poked for a moment. The man smiled. Then embrace.

“They, must have forgiven you. Mama-Papa understood your condition at that time.” Danang tried to give him peace.

“But, I ..”

“Mama is waiting for you to come home. They're ready to tell Papa's past to Dad.”

“I already know, Mas.” His ideal.

Danang unraveled his decapitation. Then cringing.

“Partially I know that story from baapu and neene.”

Smile rises on the lips of the man, “Sgratitude.”

Their fingers are tied together, “Sorry,” great-grandchild.

“Sorry, I ..” He really cannot speak anymore. After all, he started all this.

“It's passed. Don't remember anymore. It is time to think about our happiness. There has been a lot of sadness that we live,” Danang summarizes his waist and then invites him to walk to the end of the deck.

He leaned his head against the man's chest. They were staring at such a beautiful twilight. What is soon lost changes the darkness of the night.

**

The ship leans at the Port of Ampenan-Nusa Tenggara Barat at 2 am. Then continue the journey to Benoa-Bali Port as the end of the destination before returning to Gorontalo.

While the couple was still sleeping hugging each other.

By morning the sound of his cell phone's alarm was ringing aloud. He grabbed the phone stored on the table beside his bed.

He deliberately set the alarm at 5 am, because the next 2 hours the ship will dock in Benoa.

All the luggage was ready. Just woke up the man who was still slumbering in his sleep.

Then his feet stepped out of the room. Make sure Ken is ready.

Ah, yes as long as there is Mas Danang beside him, his brother accompanies Maega more. I don't know where their relationship is. But at least there is a chance for them to get closer.

He knocked on Ken's bedroom door several times, until it opened and Ken's figure poked out from behind it.

“Prepared, soon until Benoa.” Her speech. Seeing Ken still with a look of waking up, disheveled hair.

He just barged into Ken's room. Then shake your head. Because all Ken's gear is still messy. Not a single one was in the suitcase.

“Kakak want to go to Gorontalo again?” Insinuations. Ken just gawked and went in the bathroom.

With a grunt while grumbling indistinctly he cleaned all his brother's equipment. When he finished, he rushed out of the room. Now it was his turn to wake Danang.

But the man got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Mas Danang is awake?” He said as he entered the room. Then push the door to close again.

“You've had a shower?” Ask Danang to him.

He shook.

“Mandi together, yuuk!”

He shook his head, not a good idea, he thought. Because it will certainly continue with activities that are not just bathing. In fact, there is a narrow bathroom only available shower, toilet seat and sink. Anyway now is not the right time.

Danang screeching, “Ngeres! Must be your mind going everywhere!” Guess the guy.

It cringes. It's true, isn't it?

“Don’t worry, I just want to take a shower together. No more ...”

Hearing Danang say so, what's wrong. “OK,” he said inwardly.

“But if it can be more, even better ..” he continued with a sly smile.

He who had been herded into the bathroom looked up, then pinched Danang's waist. Despite the complaint, the man still left the oddity. And it gets worse. Because the show shower with molor up to 30 minutes.

He dries his hair with a hairdryer while glazing in front of a mirror.

“I've booked a ticket to Surabaya,” said Danang who sat on the sofa with her hands busy typing something on her phone.

The sound of the ship's flute rang once, a sign that the ship would be leaning in the harbor. He is grateful that his adventure trip with KF STAR went well. Until they finally arrived at their final destination. Benoa-bali.

He, Danang and Ken say goodbye to Captain Lukita and several crew members who were standing up to greet him in front of the elevator door.

“Thank you, Captain. A very pleasant adventure,” he said as he shook the hand of Captain Lukita.

“Sama-sama, Ma'am. Hopefully one day we can go back on an adventure. Thank you for entrusting KF STAR to us.” Tukas Captain Lukita. The captain knew that he and Ken were the biggest shareholders in KNS. So treat him and Ken as he should.

Then he said goodbye to some of the crew who let go.

But his gaze circulated all over the middle room of the 2nd floor when he did not meet Maega.

“Kak,”

“Maega ..” He looked at Ken demanding an answer.

Ken passed by without answering him entering the elevator ready to take them to the 1st floor.

Before passing through the ramp door, Maega looks smiling towards them. Carrying one backpack on his back.

“Maega,” serve after approaching the young doctor.

“I have one week holiday. Before the ship returns to Gorontalo,” Maega said with a smile.

“Where are you going?” tanyanya enthusiastic.

“Vacation in Bali ... so travelers donk.”

“Ken will find it,” whispered Danang in his ear.

Then he glanced at Ken giving intimidation signals of thousands of questions. Beard. Feeling something has been hidden by Ken and Maega. It is the one who brings them closer together.

“I see,” murmur.

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