
The night was getting late, the pavilions around Hind and Ermi began to turn on the lights bathed in light making it more beautiful not less when dusk greeted. The people who come are increasingly making them a little trouble walking. Imagining a place this vast filled by thousands or even tens of thousands of people never occurred to him.
While continuing to walk enjoying the atmosphere of the night, Hind steps stopped when he saw a couple with their two sons on a boat. He was stunned and imagined how nice it would be to be with his husband and children later on board the boat. Remembering that will only add to the feeling of the spirit. He immediately wiped out the thoughts that would make him sad again.
"You wanna try to get on that boat?" Ermi's questions awaken Hind from her own world. "The boat will allow you to circle around and see the entire pavilion in the Global Village without walking."
"You want? How much does it cost to get on that boat?" Hind continued with a smile.
"Fifty dirhams" Ermi raised the five fingers of his right hand before Hind.
"Ok, let's go up, the countdown gives a slight dispensation to our feet that I think has started to protest because it is forced to step more than 10,000 steps a day." Hind reached into his bag and took his wallet to take out fifty dirhams and handed it to Ermi to pay the boat rent.
"About the doctor, what a campaign! Though yesterday complaining of his body all hurt," Ermi knocked Hind's head slowly after paying to a male emirati who was assigned to guard the boat service there. "Say the man it's our turn after the next boat comes."
"Alright..," Hind stood waiting for the boat he rented to come. Lonely Eve again slammed into his chest. Don't.don't feel weak like Hind. You focus enough on enjoying your long journey and making yourself happy. He tried to re-suggest to himself that he was okay.
"Let's Hind, it's our turn to take the boat," Ermi pulled Hind's left arm making him stagger slightly, fortunately he could return to normal walking. If in the novel book or in the comics he read, the condition like that of the main character of his brother will swiftly hug his waist so as not to fall. Heh, which male lead character do you mean Hind? M? Is he really the main character in your life? Is correct? Even so far he has never been able to prove that he is clearly real in front of you? Don't you see all around you so wide? This is just a small fraction of Dubai! And the man named Mohammed bin Rashid was the son of the owner of this city! Who would you dare to think that you were special in that man's eyes? Have you ever thought that man was just curious about you? All this time he can get what he wants until one day he meets you who are different from the others so to increase his self-esteem he makes a drama however he tries to trap you fall into love's sea!
Oh no, he had to stop this endless madness just because of the disappointment he was not ready to face.
"Hind, why are you standing there?" Ermi begins to sense that something is wrong with Hind. Is it possible that he who is too excited to take his cousin to walk here without heeding the condition of his body that might be shocked by the atmosphere of the desert? "His father was waiting for us from earlier."
"Eh, oh, yes," Hind who felt bad some people there looked confused towards him immediately walked up the boat carefully. After he convinced himself to sit in a wooden seat on the boat, slowly the mode of water transportation began to move around the pavilion full of flickering lights. As soon as his mood changed, he immediately took his smartphone and immortalized his surroundings in video format. Not to forget he took a photo together with Ermi. Sometimes they talk to the boat captain. The wind that blows softly at night because of the movement of the boat stroked Hind's red cheeks. He closed his eyes and supported his face with his right hand resting on his thigh. Hah.., what a peaceful feeling., whereas before his heart and mind roared as if self-harming.
"We have arrived" said the Nahkoda, who had sidelined his boat to the dock.
"Thank you sir for the ride" Hind and Ermi said in unison then climbed onto the dock and walked back.
"Hind, I'm tired, we go home, yes" Ermi turned to Hind who looked exhausted.
"Yes, let's just go home." Hind replied with a smile at Hind's request. They came out of the same gate when they came in.
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Mohammed scrunched his forehead getting a report from Salim today. The incident is almost the same as when Hind and his cousin went to Miracle Garden. The difference is that the girl does not care at all about anything posted by her today on Hexagram and does not post anything on her account. Strangely enough, this girl laughed a lot today.
"Congratulations,"
"Yes Sheikh,"
"Did you catch something different from my girl today?" Mohammed asked as he tapped the five fingers of his right hand while his left hand he used to support his chin.
"There is no Sheikh, other than whenever Miss Hind steps, the gaze of the man who usually looks down cannot bear to see her natural beauty. Even back then when Miss Hind went to the Global Village, there was a male merchant who harassed her until I intervened threatening her not to bother her anymore."
The finger stopped. He stared in disbelief at the words of his bodyguard.
"What did you say?!"
"That's how the Sheikh is,"
"All right, you can go now,"
After Salim's figure left, Mohammed threw his body on the back of his chair. Yes, he has not returned home at all because he has to make sure the peak event closing sports activities for 30 days tomorrow has been carefully prepared at Kite Beach. A beach that Hind came to for the first time and told him that he fell in love with.
He rubbed his black semi-curly hair backwards. Let me reflect on the words of the uncle who had gone home first. He once read that a person who laughs too much is the one who is actually the most sad. “Are you really sad Hind? Do you know I'm just as sad as you are? If I were a commoner, I would gladly pick you up at the airport, take you wherever you want. If I was a regular person.”.
“But it turns out that I was born to parents who held an autonomous region with a long and full history of regulation and uphold the self-esteem of his people.”
“I hope that what I say from my heart can be connected with your heart. Hope you understand..”.
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