
"No need to say thank you. That's what you need to rest. I'll be here again. If there's anything you need, just call me over that phone," Jack said, pointing at the phone next to the bed. "I'll excuse you. I have something to do. We'll meet again at dinner. You take a break, okay?"
I nodded, although there were actually a few more things I wanted to ask him. But later, I thought. Her job must be far more important than she has to be with me with some things stored in my mind.
Jack smiled briefly, then walked out and closed the door.
In solitude, I remembered our conversation along the way. When I asked him what his job was, Jack said he was just a bodyguard working for a big business man.
I smile. It's only natural that he has an athletic body shape that is so perfect, right?
And suddenly the warmth ran through me as I remembered the two sturdy hands tightly coiled around my body. Give comfort. And most of all: she's sexy, isn't she?
Ah, this feeling. He made me fantasize wildly. Even I dreamed, I wanted him to always protect me.
Ngarep...!
Never mind. I rebuked myself, don't put any hope in. If you end up disappointed, it will be very painful. Don't hope! Don't hope! Don't hope! Throw away that thought.
Well, I stepped up to the door and turned the key, then went to the bathroom. I want to take a shower before I rest. And, my heart is really happy. I still can't believe that I'm back on a cruise ship, with such great comfort, occupying a VIP room. Moreover, I believe I am currently in safe hands. I believe Jack isn't a bad guy who's gonna take advantage of me. If not, why would he take me to the hospital and provide me with medical care? If he's a criminal, he can take me straight to a place - like a place of confinement, for example, and make me a prisoner. I suppose.
In the bathroom, I soak in hot water for a long time, wearing a lot of fragrant soap while drumming cheerfully. This room he gave me, automatically I can also enjoy the facilities, right?
Just act stupid. I want to pamper myself for a moment. After all, the soap and shampoo are very fragrant. And Jack wouldn't have been so angry with me if I had worn whatever he had in that bathroom. After all, it was just toiletries. If I remember, I became amused myself for using Jack's kindness so well.
After the shower, I called Jack, and asked, "Can't I borrow the clothes in the closet?"
Ckck!
Basic, shameless, yes.
"Yes, if you don't feel uncomfortable wearing men's clothes. That's my outfit. There are no women's clothes here."
I don't think it's a problem. This is not the time to question what kind of clothes I should be wearing at this time. "It's okay. Most importantly, I can change clothes. Thanks, yeah, before."
"Together."
Tut!
Phone connection disconnected. And I was immediately dressed in my casual pants and Jack's shirt which was strecht body but loose enough on my body. I combed my hair in front of the mirror and I looked at my face. Still intact, and still with the same beauty. Fortunately while at sea and stranded on the beach I survived - just stranded in the sand, and not to hit the rocks. Otherwise, my face could be ruined. I am truly grateful for my situation. Then, not long after, the door of the room was knocked and I rushed towards the door, opening it.
Jack's face appeared behind it, smiling widely. His hands held up a tray of warm soup bowls, a small plate of fresh fruit and several pieces of chocolate pudding as stomach boosters.
"Nutrition for you so that your body quickly recovers."
Oh my, how nice of him.
Jack smiled back. He came in and put a tray on the table. "Eat while it's warm" he said. "In the refrigerator there are many drinks, you just choose."
"Thank you" I said.
"Eh? Not necessary. You're too good."
"Then, you want to keep getting dressed"
"OKAY. Whatever," cut me fast. "I will accept your kindness. I need clothes anyway."
"Well, so. You don't have to bother me. Now eat. I need to continue my work. Emm... You can eat by yourself, right?"
Jiaaah... want to bribe me again?
I'm nodding. "My situation has improved a lot, really. I can eat by myself."
"alright. Then-" then"
"Attent. Can I ask you something?"
"Ep? What'sthat?"
"That's... emm... Why do you call me your sister?"
Jack was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Why?" tanyakanya. "Do you want me to introduce you as my lover?"
"Eh? Nope. That's not what I meant."
"Why are you being so misbehaved?"
"No, kok. Who is wrong? I wasn't...."
"O yeah? But your face is red. What's the name if it's not the wrong way?"
Iiii. I held both cheeks which were now hot.
"Rose Peterson's. That's my sister's name. I can give you a new identity using his name. At least for a while. It's not good to be an illegal resident."
I'm mangosteen. "Then, sister? Is it okay if I use his identity?"
Jack looked down for a moment before speaking again. "My brother disappeared eight years ago. She's your age. And until now I don't know where she is."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I feel sorry for what happened to him. I hope he's okay, and I hope you guys get back together. As soon as."
Jack just nodded. "Good meal. Don't forget you have to rest a lot. I'll be here again at dinner. Excuse me." The man came out, leaving me alone who instantly devoured all my food. My condition must recover soon. I can't continue to burden Jack with my weak condition.
After my stomach was full and my eyes began to sleep, I threw my body on the big bed and daydreamed. Thinking of Jack who I now know the reason for, maybe he did me good because I reminded him of the figure of Rose, his little sister. But still, I'm sure, his kindness was sincere towards me. Then I thought to myself, what I would do after I got to Bali. There's no way I keep following Jack Peterson. He must be busy with his work. Then my mind went further. I will arrive in Bali. Bali, of course, is identical to the beach. I was thinking, maybe I could be a matterer, a braid, a masseuse, a merchant of marine accessories, or at least a hawker. And, the most ridiculous thought was: trying to take Jack's heart and I became his wife.
Ckck! I smiled to myself.
Basic...don't be silly! You really want to bear Peterson's name? Huh huh? Ngarep....