THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XXV
Clark sat on the balcony of room 302, staring
his eyes were straight to the blue sky and the cloudy direction that went along
heading west. The red gush at the end of the sky was slowly sinking and
replaced by a thick blanketed the horizon. Shortly thereafter on top
sana began to scatter celestial objects as a sign of the night began to approach.
Take a cigarette on the table
next to him, Clark starts lighting up using an automatic lighters
shaped like a pen. A second later he started humming his favorite song
‘yen ing jawang ono latintang’.
His eloquent tone sounded as if he was
not Australians but indigenous people. While David is
sitting in bed and doing something in front of the laptop,
stopping activities. Glancing towards his boss, frowning as he
hearing a song that feels foreign to the ear.
As soon as the song is right on the sentence ‘akuu
ngenteni your concubineu’, the sky suddenly rumbled with the sound of lightning striking.
The wind came too. The curtains seem to separate the distance between the balcony and the room
he began to argue with a loud voice.
David did not move a bit from his place
sit. Despite his heart's desire to bring the master in because of the weather
who's starting to get hostile out there.
Clark began to pick up his smirk.
His eyes turned increasingly violent. His mind and heart went to
a place full of frenetic pleasures of the night world. He too
smile widely.
Night Club Hotel, Jakarta.
The music from the box played by
a DJ on stage echoed throughout the club. The song from the song
it made all the visitors sway. No exception with two people
bartender behind the drink table. They brewed his drink by shaking it
body and a little slug on the head.
Even at the corner counter of another drink
looks like one of them is doing an attraction with a shaker. Him
shuffling the drink mixing place with both hands while following
rhythm music.
The attractions he did became a spectacle
for visitors who sit in front of the counter table while waiting for orders
they're ready. Not infrequently they encourage the bartender with
screams, as he throws his shaker up and recaptures it without
spilling stuff in it.
In the crowd, it looks like a woman
thirty-five-year-old walked towards a foreign man sitting alone
on the corner table of the room. Sipping the cigarette in hand and spitting out smoke
into air. He closed his eyes as if enjoying the solitude he was creating within
the excitement and crowds of the club.
The woman in the red dress was carrying
drinks in the left hand. His long hair was flicked many times as if
teasing the men in the room. The dress that is almost reaching the end
his thighs were pushed upward before sitting in front of a foreign man
those.
“Self sir?”
Still closing your eyes, “heem”.
“Can you speak Indonesia?”
Ignoringly.
“Are you deaf?”, he asked again.
“Hey, lady. Leave me alone, will you?”
“Budget bule budeg. Songong”, umpat women
it was about to leave him.
“Ha...ha. Who you say
songong miss?”, she asked suddenly.
Embarrassed by this, he read his words.
“Ma. Can you speak Indonesian?”
“Of course. Even I can speak Javanese?”
“Really!”
“Em, of course. Try saying something
in Javanese!”
“Baiklah”. Thinking for a moment. “How
if, then, you're thinking I'm bengi iki?”
“Wow, bravo sir very eloquently pronounce it”.
“Matur nuwun”, while nodding politely.
“Is the master alone?”
“Yaah”.
Putting her hair back and
showing her smooth white neck. Wetting lips with tongue
and fix a string of dresses on her shoulders. Seductively.
“How about we get a little
have fun sir?”, his tone with a little *******.
“Heem, interesting. How much are you?”, look at it
intensely.
“Depending on the appearance of the master in bed”.
“You mean?”
“He. If the master's performance is very outside
normally, you don't have to pay me. And if not, my rate was ten million last night
sir?”
Check the reaction of the man he was referring to
speaking, the woman kept a bit of fret in her heart.
“What if he doesn't agree? I must've
lost the chance to get a caress from this foreign man. Though
she is very attractive, I like her”, her inner.
Without an exaggerated expression the man just
smile and nod. The woman cheered in her heart. Before
leaving the club, the stranger offered him a drink on his desk.
“Minum!”
“What is this sir?”
“That root beer plus herb
stamina enhancer”, he said again.
Sipping with the tip of his tongue, he felt
unusual bitter and sweet. Even the stinging smell of the drink was felt
freaky. However, because they do not want to disappoint the man they are looking for,
he also spent a single moment of grace.
Not long after that, the two men
also left the club, by inserting two pieces of dollars into the waiter
men who want to clean their tables.
Walking a little staggering, the woman followed
a stranger in front of him. The slightly blurred look made him several times
tripped by a carpet surface that stretches along the main door.
A few feet from the car, foreign man
he stopped his steps and looked back. His hands are crossed
and staring straight at the woman whose path was shuffled.
“Heemmsh”, the blowing is rough.
“Hey female when we can
have fun if your path is like a snail?”, he continued.
Rubbing the temples rough. Then rub
both his eyes, he replied, “Sorry my master is a little dizzy”.
“Should I carry you to the car?”
“Ehmm, if not trouble you”, while
unseeded.
“Fine, wait for me there!”
As if without the burden of the foreign man
cradling him. His high body posture makes it not difficult
carrying a small-looking woman in the firm grip of both hands.
Open the front door with your left hand, and place it in your chair
put on a seat belt.
Closing the door slowly, he stepped up
towards steering.
“Breeemmmm”.
The car left the parking area.