Sunrise
Episode 28 Young Master Is Coming
A cool breeze blows ashore against the trees and light items. Fortunately, not so tight only gives the impact of small sway aka not carried away by wind currents. The skyline this afternoon was clear. The birds whistling melodiously flew in tandem with his group in the sky.
Activities at the port as usual, the ships that had been caught early this morning at sea pulled over at the dock. All Abk was busy lowering their catch. Not just fish, but lobsters. While the ship wants to catch the night, the crew is on the get ready.
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Not all people who catch fish go every day. There are also days or even weeks. Because they are not just catches to cover daily needs and stocks. Of course, as a search.
The woman kept thinking, why are her neighbors lurking? If he has a reason, and the reason makes sense. His neighbor? If you say you want to do mes*m, it is impossible! Because his neighbors must have done it. So, what?
So Nina was originally followed by 2 people. That one woman, that other young lord's snob who is also a citizen here. The time Nina was shopping on the ship, which followed was the young master's jongos. While Nina and Dean were herding ducks, and also when Dean was chasing, including when Dean was herding his own sheep, yes the woman.
The woman had set foot in the harbor. After satisfying themselves peek at the activities of two people of different sex on the beach. What they are looking for is a couple of lovers or not. The atmosphere of the harbor was still bustling, he continued walking towards his house. Along the way he greeted his neighbors.
A gray painted house in the style of a building similar to Nina's house. In the middle of the row of houses there is his house. He's a son of a man of honor. Most respected by the residents here. His ancestors were the first to inhabit the island. Therefore so that whatever is said by his father aka the descendants of his great-grandfather is de facto. The alias of a truth or absolute must be believed to be inviolable. It keeps on regenerating. Anyway the oldest generation automatically holds that right. The father of that woman was the oldest of his generation.
Arriving in front of the house, the woman opened the door, quickly went inside. His mother was sewing. He threw his ass on the couch. Mother looks.
His mother was a tailor. Receiving orders either that want to make new clothes, or even who want to sew torn clothes.
“Where have you been?”
“Custom, streets.”
“Not help Mom.”
“Usually Mom doesn't need help.”
“Yes, if not much more. This... More orders."
"What else did Mom do?"
"Create new clothes.”
“Oo... I didn't say.”
The woman moved, helping. Her mother gave her some cloth to cut her child.
“All patterns already exist. You just follow.”
“Oke.”
The woman pranks while glancing at the lyrics. There was something he wanted to talk about, and it was often revealed. That's why he's afraid to talk.
“Mother..”
Snuff. “Mm?”
The woman sighed for a while to strengthen her next tone.
“I don't have many peers here. How do we forget the past?”
Obtained. “What do you mean?”
“I'm lonely, Mother.”
“Don't say you want to bring that up again. You know your father hates that woman a lot.”
“But he was not wrong. Anyway, i.”.
“What's not wrong? Stop talking nonsense. Remember that! She's a damned woman! Because of him, our family has bad luck. Never mind... You don't talk about it anymore. If your father hears you, I don't bear what your father would do to you." His mother cut, while warning.
The woman fell silent. His father hated the woman they were talking about. The woman who is his little friend. His relationship with the woman was fine. But because the people here believe in superstition, and plus his father made a prohibition order not to be close to the woman. So on blaming her little friend for her brother's departure.
“You don't have much reason! You just play with the others. Friends are not just him. After all, you haven't been friends with him for a long time. You should have gotten used to it." His mother spoke.
According to. “Iya, Mother.”
Yeah, free! A thousand times the topic will not change the situation. Except, there was a glimmer of hope that could trust his father. That his little friend had nothing to do with what happened to his brother.
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“Support sunny weather. Lucky for me for this moment,” Dean said.
They're done fishing. Now sit down on the sand. The catch and all the fishing attributes are put behind their bodies.
Obtained. “Lucky what? What moment? Just-there! Afternoon atmosphere on the beach is the same.”
Also turned. “Obviously different, because I'm with you now.”
Why does he feel Dean is teasing him? Nina scrunched her eyebrows.
“I don't mean. Just glad, in this kind of atmosphere I'm sitting with my life-saving." Sighs. "Haa... I was imagining when you pulled my body from here. It must be very heavy huh.”
Oo... Nope.
"Don't be asked, I don't know how much you weigh!” nina's Aspire.
Smilingly. "I'm very grateful for that.”
“I told you already, you should thank me a lot.”
"Yes, of course. That's why I won't stop saying it." Back to throwing a look at the sea. “On this island I was stranded. On this beach I met hope." Look back next to him. "And that giver of hope is you.”
Gawking. "I am a hope-giver? What do you mean?"
“I know, you don't want to know everything about me. But I want you to know how grateful I was to be found by you. Before I was shot, it was a battle. I was with two of my men running through the darkness of the forest to capture the head of the group. Damn, when I caught it. There was a voice behind me, and the man, wearing a long gun, rolled me to the edge of the abyss, and shot me. I was mired down, my body hit a cliff many times, then fell into the sea, and was stranded here.”
Dean sighs. Nina could feel a heavy breath next to her. Like gathering strength. Yep! That was a terrible event.
“When I was shot, it was in my mind, dead! Similarly, when my body plunged into the sea. My hope is that I will live less. I didn't expect to be stranded here. Let me be so on my condition, I still think I must be dead! But in the darkness of my conscious mind, I felt like there was a beam of light. I pray, Lord... If you love me, I will have a chance to come back to life. I'll fix everything I've done in the past.”
Dean sighed. Actually, this story is embarrassing. Because in the next story Nina so know what she used to be like. Run, how... Because that's where the story progressed until he got to this point.
“Then I was a person who never appreciated life. Although I am a soldier, proud of what I achieved, but I have never appreciated life. I used to have fun, approach women, and have fun. In a sense, I never thought about the future, managing my finances well and properly. I don't know why I'm so. Is it because I feel lonely so vent my loneliness in that way.”
The man fell silent for a moment before continuing his story.
The sun was slowly rising at the end of the horizon. The twilight bed has come. The bright atmosphere began to fade. Like also feel the turbulent atmosphere in the heart of the person who told the story.
“I'm an only child. Both my parents are gone. All of my parents' inheritance I sold. Because I don't want to remember anything painful about them. Both my parents died horribly. They had an accident. I live in the capital. Precisely, in an apartment in the corner of the city.”
Somehow the woman was willing to keep listening. Did he forget that he had broken his own promise? Don't want to know personal life, that guy? Or because of the atmosphere that supports, makes it so late every word spoken by the man?
“So, when I opened my eyes, I saw a figure slumped on my side. Accompanied by the morning sunlight behind him. In my heart I thought, did I meet an angel? But at that moment I was grateful. Oho! Apparently tomorrow still exists. God, it turned out to have granted my prayers.”
Dean stared fixedly at Jelita's face. Which is exposed to orange light. Not sparing the wind toying with her beautiful hair.
“Through you, I appreciate life. You fill solitude with positivity. Like not blaming yourself for the solitude you've been through. I don't know, your parents, and your relatives where. But what I saw in my eyes, and you yourself informed me about it, you were alone. On top of that, I feel ashamed. Thank you, Nina. Besides you saving me, but also resuscitating me.”
Nina glared, realizing she had heard too far. When he wanted to stand up, Dean held him back. Somehow, the hazel eyes that were holding him were like bewitching him making him silent helplessly.
Sunset continued to shine a light on two people who looked at each other. The birds did not escape the sweet whistling in the sky. The sea breeze gently blew against their bodies. Similarly, the roar of the waves do not want to miss sloping to land touching the soles of their feet. The moment that was honestly wrapped in romance.
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A few moments later, they walked home. Along the way, there was silence. Wh why? Because each other's heart is enveloped in mixed feelings.
Arriving at home, Dean immediately initiative to prepare a fireplace. So did Nina enter the house to weed the fish. But in the midst of his busy life, he paused for a moment to observe the person who was busy outside.
His parents burned alive in their old home. They used to live in a row of houses in the harbor before the fire blindly broke out. Here was a resting place for guests who eventually made his residence. He is also an only child. Through Dean's exposure, he can understand. Maybe that's why he got carried away, and didn't leave when Dean held him back.
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The handsome blond man, came out of the private room and stopped in the hallway. He again got a ringing call on his HP from someone he had been waiting for.
The man again started his colleague after getting a tender that could benefit his company. In a special room in a famous cafe. Which only those jet set folk can afford to rent that place.
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“Ya?” his lift.
“Sorry Sir, I call you night-night. Because I was after seeing him with the man again.”
Growled. “What are they?”
“While playing on the beach, Mr.”
The man clenched his teeth.
“So, how about Mister?” Talk to that guy again.
“Yes! I'll come.”
“Alright Sir, I wait.”
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