
Night approaching.
All the climbers present there seemed to be gathered as they were about to light a sizable bonfire in the middle of the tent they were standing on.
There are other climbers who are also a couple. They also took the twins in the camp because the little family was used to doing things like that.
Cleo seemed to be chatting with a woman named Luza, and also her twins named Moiz and Mozi, because Cleo really likes children.
The men were preparing large logs that would be stacked into a bonfire. Meanwhile, Cleo and Luza seemed to be making warm drinks for the men.
After the bonfire lit up, Moiz and Mozi seemed to be cheering happily. They also ran here and there and to the side of the lake.
Then their steps stopped when they saw some fish in the lake. Because of the lighting from the campfire they can see the fish there.
" daddy ... Daddy!!! there's a fish here!!" pekik both.
Reza and David went and approached the two boys. They crouched down to see if there were any fish in the lake.
Then Reza's sharp eyes saw some quite large fish in the water. He got up and took out a long log and taped the tip until it was very sharp like a spear.
" Would you catch that fish?" moiz asked excitedly.
" Yes, Boy. Pray that Uncle can get some fish for our dinner" Reza said.
" Yeaaay ... we'll eat grilled fish tonight!!" yelled the two boys.
Reza sharpened his eyesight and when there were some fish that appeared he started to prepare.
Bluph Bluph Bluph Bluph
With his quick movements. Reza spears some fish and fish are stuck in the tip of the sharp wood.
" Hooray!!! we're having a big meal tonight!!" her second cheer.
" You're great, too, Reza," said David.
Reza only smiled slanted and he started walking towards the place where Cleo and Luza were.
" Wohooo .. will we have fish tonight?" cleo said as he looked at some large fish.
" Hmmm ... Prepare the season, Honey. I'll clean this fish first" Reza said.
" Okay!"
Cleo immediately invited Luza to prepare her spices. While David and the others seemed to be preparing a place to bake the fish.
Because it was impossible for them to bake fish in the huge bonfire they lit.
They all seemed busy and helped each other and mixed in. Except for one woman who was already very upset to see Cleo who was easily familiar and mingled with her other climbers.
' I should have been there, I should have been the center of attention here and prepared food for them, but look ... In an instant the woman was able to make people forget me,' ane's inner self while looking sinisterly at Cleo.
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All seemed to gather and sit lined up in front of the stretched banana leaf except Ane.
Cleo looked towards the cool Ane with a book in her hands. He approached the woman to invite her to eat together.
Cleo sat down beside Ane and the woman looked unconcerned about Cleo.
" Let's have dinner together, Ane. All the food is ready" said Cleo kindly.
Ane looked towards Cleo and stared at her cynically.
" I'm not hungry, I can cook myself and eat myself later if I'm hungry" Ane said.
Cleo fell silent and did not leave.
" You don't like me, Ane?" ask Cleo.
" yes. Now go," said Ane honestly and got up. The woman left Cleo and entered her tent.
Reza saw it and he approached the wife who was still sitting there by herself.
" Let's have dinner, Honey."
Cleo looked up and smiled at her husband.
" Come, I'm also very hungry" Cleo said, standing with Reza's hand.
Reza was still glued and looked at Cleo's beautiful face.
Cup
He kissed Cleo's lips.
" Think nothing and no one. Because I'd be mad if I knew my wife was thinking about someone else, even if it was a woman."
Cleo smiled and kissed Reza on the lips.
" You can only think of me, and our son. Hmm?"
Cleo was still smiling and nodding her head. Then they walked to the climbers' gathering to have dinner together.
Ane heard all Reza said. She thought Reza would persuade her to come to dinner. But unfortunately, men don't do that.
He just picked up his wife. And it makes romantic there.
' You're lucky, Cleo. But I don't know when that luck will take your side, Ane's inner self.