Sekar & Raja Phinisi
Ceplas - Ceplos Without Filter

During the flight inside the seaplane, King's lips smiled at the scene that had just happened. His mind floated in light of some unintentional happenings with Sekar.

King Point Of View

To be honest, her cute lips are so sweet I felt when exploring my lips. Feels very chewy. It was like he had never felt a kiss. Haha! Maybe she has never kissed? I'm lucky that he has never been.

I don't think he's ever had a kiss in the ear, he's been shocked. I can see how wrong he was.

Huft... Shit! Is this luck to my hand? Haha! It still feels very awkward. Like never touched by a man. I can feel very sincerely stuck to my palm... Etzz... Why does he not wear his bhranya? Did I pull the bhranya? Feelings no.. Where is the bhranya?

The Author Point Of View

One of the King's hands began to circle in Sekar's stomach again. The hand pretended to check the seat belt hook. Though what the King is planning is to ascertain whether Sekar uses bhra or not. The king began to raise his hand slightly to touch the two mounds of his target. Determine if there is a support cloth there.

Sekar who sensed his action the King began to try to stand up, even though there was a seat belt hooked in front of him.

“Why?” asked the King to feel the movement of the female body in his lap.

“I'M NOT COMFORTABLE! Hand mas King don't circle in my stomach hold! I FORGOT TO WEAR BHRA!” said Sekar very loudly. Well, it was so loud that the pilot in front smiled at Sekar's words.

The words made the King smile widely. Only this time there are women who are not ashamed to talk without filters. The woman made the king laugh. The pilot in front also laughed seeing his boss happy from the glass.

The king understood what Sekar felt. The king told Sekar to correct his sitting position. After Sekar's remark, the King only held Sekar's waist. Like the position of people in conjunction with the gojek driver.

The journey from the middle of the sea Raja Ampat to Marinda Airport Raja Ampat takes approximately 40 minutes. Well, it's quite long because the speed of the seaplane is not like a jet plane.

The king, who knew Sekar was not wearing bhra, began to open his jacket. The king wrapped Sekar's body in his black leather jacket. The king did not want Sekar to become a spectacle material because the rotation of the propeller produced a strong wind. It can be fatal if until the Sekar T-shirt is revealed to rise.

There have been many people passing by preparing to board a plane or helicopter. Raja and Sekar immediately headed for the plane that read Luxus Private Jet. Well, that plane belongs to Sekar's friend's husband. Sekar was astonished by the luxury in the plane. He had never been on a business-class plane. Once promoted from economy class, he could taste the luxury of a private jet.

“Almaaakkk. So this is the plane that Love was riding at that time? Good thing..” whispered Sekar while pacing in the plane. Sekar who walked to and fro checking every corner of the plane did not care about the King who followed him. “If it is cooled with seaplane it mending this really. Very far..” whispered Sekar while opening a mini bar (small refrigerator) on the plane.

Every unfiltered word of Sekar was disliked by the King. Seaplane that he was riding was one of the King's seaplanes. The king began to sit in his chair. Lazy to hear the chattering of Sekar.

He began to sit beside the king. Now look at the flight attendants who serve the King. The flight attendant was pouring whisky into the King's glass.

“This is the favorite drink of Mr. Galang, enjoy the King's pack,” said the flight attendant.

“You want to drink?” asked the King to glance at Sekar.

“No, mas.. thanks,” replied Sekar. “But can I ask for a meal? I am laper,” Sekar said with a smile.

“Bby ma Raja. We have 4 breakfast menu. Indonesian breakfast, American breakfast, English breakfast and Continental breakfast. Which King's mother would choose?” ask the flight attendant.

‘Bu Raja... and Mother King..’ it is a word that Sekar highlighted.

“Mbaknya don't call me ma'am Raja. I'm Sekar. This King is my boss. I am not his wife or girlfriend. Hehee...” said Sekar with a smile. Likewise with the King who almost choked to hear the words of Sekar.

“Ow.. sorry Mr. King. I just got a report from email that our guest today couple (couples). I think husband wife. Sorry, Brother Sekar,” said the flight attendant was full of embarrassment.

“It’s ok.. Just a misunderstanding. You can prepare 2 English Breakfast for us,” said Raja with a smile.

Shortly after, the flight attendant returned. He brought a trolly filled with food.  Put a tray of food into the table of King and Sekar.

“Happy enjoying. We will do the flight after you finish breakfast,” said the flight attendant who then passed away.

Raja and Sekar started to enjoy their breakfast. They are busy with their phones. The king was busy with work. It is different with Sekar. He was busy typing his novel. His face was very focused on staring at the cellphone while imagining accidental events with the King.

What does that feel like when Love is squeezed? It made my body shake violently. It travels into every blood stream. But every squeeze of his fingers made me weaker and weaker and weaker, so did he. Until my intimate part throbbed intensely. Moreover, the thick hair of the brewok followed snaking in the crevices of my shirt fabric that is not so thick. My back shook with the pangs of her hair. Huft... can I type a novel that I gave the title ‘My Butler’’? My body was so good at imagining Love and her husband's face like that. Is it painful like that? Inner Sekar with a serious face.

“Sekar... Sekar... Hellooo... Sekar?” The king shook Sekar's arm. The woman next to him did not eat. The king finished spending his own. Even the tray on her desk was taken by the flight attendant.

“Eh? Yes, mas? Why?” ask Sekar surprised.

“Think what…? I'm sorry for what happened. I don't mean to do it,” said the King by staring at Sekar.

“Mm.., yes mas. I know kok,” reply Sekar who then devoured his food. “Do not discuss again! Shame to know!” sekar said while chewing his food.

The king let Sekar with his own world. Look at Sekar who is busy typing and chewing food.

Sweet too when viewed continuously. It's a bit of a bar bar. But make no bosen. What is he really related to El? If El's girlfriend, how could El let her work part time. The muttered King inwardly noticed every movement of Sekar.

“Sekar, do you have any relationship with El?” ask King. He looked up to hear the name El called.

“Me? With bang El? There's nothing, ma'am. Why emang?” ask Me Back.

“I think you guys are dating,” replied the King.

“Oh... Not really, mas,” timpal Sekar.

Just digested every word the King had said. Why did the King think he was dating El. Though Sekar never had fun with El.

Did the King see me alone last night with bang El huh? So he thinks I'm dating El bang. Hihii. Wear the hugs of everything. Hmm... What kind of woman named Mona? Mumbled Sekar while busy chewing his last meal.

“Mas..”.

“Ya?”

“What's Mona's sister like? Bang El last night told me about your love triangle. Hehee..” said Sekar who then gave his tray of leftovers to the flight attendants who came.

*****

Do not type the name Sekar followed by the title ‘My Butler’ in Noveltoon

Because the author is not Sekar Hihii…

Simply type ‘RenMk’

Seriate…

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Can Yemen as visual mas Raja

Hande Ercel as a visual

Burak Ozcivit as visual bang El

Manohara's sister Odelia Pinot as Mona's visual