Sekar & Raja Phinisi
Distrusting

This country is so beautiful. The expanse of sea water filled with fireflies makes the night atmosphere more romantic. Although the wind kept rustling through the skin feathers, but I enjoyed the moment his fingers touched my fingers. Have I fallen in love? Very quickly I interpreted the feeling of love. What is this because the meaning of the character of my name. But if that's true, why it's only at my age that will step on the number 23 years my heart starts to rustle! Ah, yes, I will enjoy every taste that my body feels. Every taste I've never felt. Maybe this will help me in putting words together in my novel. Inner Sekar in his heart, while enjoying the view of the airy back was guiding him.

“How many times have you been part time here?” el asked as he pulled Sekar's hand which was still running behind him.

“I.. Em... New 2x trip, sir. The first trip was only 4 days at that time to Karimunjawa. Keep this my second trip,” replied Sekar.

They began to climb the stairs to get to the upper deck floor. El told Sekar to go up the stairs first. He led Sekar to climb the stairs carefully.

They really enjoyed the night together. No one is on the top deck. Just two...Two by surrounded by the beautiful sea of Raja Ampat blue twinkling from water fireflies.

“What did you say?” el asked after they were on the top deck.

“Pak El know my friend named Kasih? The same marriage owner Luxus Company.”

“Ah, yes... Why?”

“I will be picked up tomorrow by sea lane to go to Marinda Airport Raja Ampat..”.

“Oh, so you'll go with my sister?” tanya El confused Sekar.

“Adik? So the person whose name is King actually exists sir?” tanya Sekar was still confused.

The man who was standing right next to Sekar was looking into Sekar's eyes intensely. Screaming sharply at Sekar's eyes.

“You don't know about the King yet…? You want to hear my story?”

Sekar Point of View

When Mr. El looked at me with his two eyeballs, it felt like I wanted to feel his cheeks. What the hell does it feel like if my palms are touching the cheeks of his face? Hm.. Gusti. (God) Your Maha Karya is amazing. Thank you for testing my patience of almost 23 years to look at the handsome face of this person in front of me. Something was tickling my blood flow.

“Bby... Story only, sir. I love hearing people tell stories,” I replied.

Tell me what you want to tell. The longer your story goes. The more I want to know why my body wants to stay close to you. The more I want to know why my heart is beating so fast since... Em.. Since.... No!!! But it's true that my heart has been beating ever since a stranger kissed my lips. Damnit damnit! Why do I feel so fooled by gini?!

“The king is my sister. Our age is only at odds of 4 months.”

“Four months? You mean twins? The flow is clogged yes, sir?” I asked spontaneously.

“Haha! No.. It's not like that. We're different mothers. My mother is Medan. His mother King of Jogja.”

I'm more interested in hearing Mr. El's story. What kind of man impregnates 2 women at almost the same time.

“Our father is Sulawesi. That's why our father continued the family business, phinisi ship for generations.”.

Jeez! His hands started touching my hair, his fingers touching my ears. Her chest is already stuck in my chest. Should I step back?

“Do not back down. Here I put on a hair clip (Hair clip), let's not fly-flying your hair,” said Mr. El while wearing a hair clip on my hair. ”I just found a hair clip in the workspace. Probably Bento's. You wear it.”

“Thanks, sir. Let's continue the story,” I said to destroy the awkwardness that has been tempestuous. Huh!

“Hm... My mother did not know that when my father and mother decided to separate, my mother was pregnant with me for approximately 2 months. My mother said there were no signs of morning sickness like most young women who are pregnant.”

“Ow...” I just nodded. I don't understand the count of pregnant people let alone the signs of morning sickness. Because I've never been pregnant. Doing that alone I've never been. so how can I get pregnant.

I was confused as to what to do seeing that handsome face look sad. Should I stroke her hand…? Or pat her back? My hands always tremble when they come into contact with handsome men. Huft…

“I'm sorry, sir. For the departure of Mr. El's mother. May he be happy there,” I said while patting his back. Well, it's better to pat the back up in layers than the hands. Not skin to skin. I have to keep my blood pressure. To be stable not to faint.

“Thank you, Sekar. But my presence was considered to damage my father's household until his mother King died of depression... My sister said that her mother had a lot of thoughts. He accused our father of cheating on me with my mother. Though obviously I was 4 months older.But his mother King still did not believe. She said my birth certificate was manipulated to make me older. There is no such manipulation story. That is why me and the King did not get along until now.. Huft.

I feel sorry to hear the story. I think being rich is good. It turns out that they are also troubled by their personal problems. It makes me more grateful. I have never experienced oppression or been ostracized in the family. At best, it was just the neighbor's scorn.

Neighbor's flips in my house complex are like chili peppers all filled with cayenne pepper. ‘Kok at home anyway? No work, huh?’ … ‘When is the wedding? How not to get married?’ … Less is more like that. It made me want to throw flip-flops so they wouldn't know about my life. It turns out that it is nothing compared to the relationship of Mr. El and his family. I'm still lucky. My mother, father and brother loved me very much. At best, I'm just splashed with water if I have trouble waking up.

“That's so rude of your father's sister. He shouldn't be like that. You cannot accuse the untrue. Or do I want to beat that father's brother? Hehee... Joking, sir,” said I made Mr. El smile.

“Hehee. After all if my sister is compared to me. about who is more insolent, I feel also brash,” said Mr. El who then rubbed my arm. “Actually we are in a cold war right now. I was in a relationship with his girlfriend Raja.”

(WUUZZZZZ.) (WUUZZZZZ.) (WUUZZZZZ.).

My face was like being hit by a strong wind many times. It turns out that Mr. El's heart already belongs to someone else. What kind of woman is she capable of conquering the hearts of Mr. El and his sister? Definitely not like me. Huh! I had to throw my mind away to be like Love, my friend. Where could I possibly get the love of a boss.

“How long has Mr El been in a relationship with that lucky girl? It's delicious so he's liked by Mr. El by his brother. Hihii..” I said with a big smile.

This is actually a smile of my failure. Nothing has to go back slowly.

“Hmm... That's not what you imagined.. That woman is now sick because of us.”.

I was more confused why the woman could be sick loved by 2 people. Is there an overdose of love? Is that woman doing the relationship ah ah that's too hard? The first time you do that it feels like plunging into a ravine. Jleb's mom! Hit with water but run out it makes shiver. Huft.

“What pain sir?”

“She had an accident with a time train in Bandung. The king found us on vacation there. Mona tries to escape from the King. He drove the car at full speed without paying attention to the signs of the train. Finally the accident happened.I am very sorry. I should have driven that car. Now he's in a coma for 3 months.”

I don't know if this is an opportunity for me to approach Mr. El or not. I hope that woman named Mona wakes up quickly. It's also a pity to keep in a coma. If I could win Mr. El's heart, Mona would have come back with a guy named Raja. Kingly as crazy as Mona. King's jealousy causes Mona to crash. Well. the accident must have been unintentional. Wherever possible the King controlled the speed of the chariot. All trains belong to the government.

My brain my brain! Why do I keep wanting to get Mr El!?

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