
Still dim, the sun has not yet risen from the dispute. Mardo came out of the room wanting to feel the morning atmosphere on the ship. He had heard a lot of voices from the crew and passengers who were chatting. The crew was very disciplined and diligent. Every time they seem to be working. Sometimes on the stern, then on the deck, where to relax. Always in control and ensured comfortable. Sometimes they are also rotated. It was as if there was a storm, and they were working together to overcome it. Mardo was fascinated by the crew. They are all trained and working really hard.
Mardo was swept away by the sound of the crew working. He was leaning against the wall of the ship not far from his room. He pulled his pajamas to the chest to drive away the cold. He breathed fresh air. The sea was blackened by a night that had not yet moved. White froth and waves hit the hull.
Just now Mardo was about to move when a figure suddenly leaned back as well as himself. Things that prevented the girl from leaving. Mardo turned to the man who did not know that his existence closed the way to return to the room. If he goes to the left it means turning very far. Mardo hopes the guy doesn't linger there long. Mardo again enjoyed the thrilling sea view.
Hmm.
The cowo nodded towards him. Mardo glanced at deg, his heart about to be dislodged. Because it was Raka's sister. Mardo squeezed his fingers.
Hemmm
Puffed again, and approached. Mardo frowned.
Hemmm, look at Mardo.
"If you drag a drink there first."
Mardo finally could not stand to keep quiet.
He he he, crisp sounding laughter guy next door.
Hemmm. gulp spit.
"It's been a long time, since the incident at the airport, there's no word."
The cowo turned his back to the ocean, facing the wall.
"What word.?"
Mardo.
"Well, what's the matter, apologize."
Mardo looked over, changing his face.
"I'm sorry?, don't you go back?."
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. Sorry about that."
"Huh, that's for the ones at the airport, who made mango skin?"
"Oh yes, again sorry yes, we are not yet official acquaintances."
As it shifted closer and closer, it now turned again to face the sea. Raka thrust out her hand. Mardo took a quick glance.
"Mardo."
The girl said, not welcoming Raka's fingers.
"Raka."
"Dong page."
"Can't!!!"
Oh, Raka pulled her hand and clasped her chest.
"Side!!!"
"What?"
"I want to go to my room, edge, can't get through."
"Gapain to the room, good here. Or look up there yuk."
"No way, thanks."
Raka was silent, she shifted a little. But it's still narrow to pass.
"At the top there is fun, can see everything."
"Yes, thank you."
Still being cold and hostile.
"Can't pass through? if not, I'll just turn it around."
Mardo turned his body, forced to walk round to his room.
"Hey wait, please pass."
Raka shifted give way.
Mardo stared fixedly, after being convinced just then Mardo rushed past Raka.
Raka exhaled, she felt relieved. It has been a little open communication with the girl of his first love. His lips smiled widely. What a beautiful morning.
Vana was calling when Mardo came in, he went straight to the bathroom.
"Fuck Dad!"
Vana was angry.
"What's Van?" Mardo who heard the Vana hesteris replicas asked.
But Vana just bit her lip.
"Van, Vana!"
Mardo crouched down in front of Vana. "What's up, Van?"
Vana shook her head, "No, regular Do, Papa pisses off."
"Oh, wait Van."
"Helloooo, Richi is waiting for us, ''ayoo ayooo.."
Sarah Lee and Halima wake up their friend.
"Yes we're following."
Mardo opened the door and shouted.
Ok.
Looks like the girl ran out. They're probably going to the deck. Richi said yesterday every morning there was an aerobic gymnastics event. There's supervisor. Anyway exclamation.
Richi invites his friends to enjoy the morning exercise.
But Vana won't come. His face was not excited.
"I want to be alone."
Vana said with a sad face.
"Let me accompany ya," but Vana shook her head.
"Just go Do, I'm fine, I'll catch up soon."
"Ok, I hope all is well huh."
Mardo patted his best friend's cheek
"I'm going ya."
Vana nodded her head.
The cute girl bit her lips. Tega Papa did that.
The man's treatment of her. Mr. Malik, Vana's father called him to speak for himself.
Vana came to Mr. Malik's office, Vana thought it might be about the sisters or Boni.
How shocked Vana to hear her father's man is getting married again.
"Sisters need a mother, and so do you. Our family needs a mother,
"But Pah, I can take care of my sister, take care of the house, also take care of Papa. Is there anything less? I've done what Mom did."
Mr. Malik is very upset with Vana. But he could not explain other needs. Vana doesn't understand that. "Your sisters need a mother."
"No! the sisters don't need a mother, there's me and Boni."
Vana screaming in Papa's office.
Vana's restless, it's late but Papa's not coming home. He finally could not resist sleepiness and told Boni to wait for Mr. Malik. Boni opened the door for Mr. Malik. The man thanked Boni and told her to go to sleep. He saw his little son.
A few minutes, Mr. Malik cleaned himself up. Then go to his room.
The sound of heavy rain and trees that crashed made the night gripping.
Vana was fast asleep, the cold wind made her even more soundly. He felt his body being carried to a place. Vana gasped as she felt something heavy hit her body.
"Well, Papah, what's papa doing?"
The man froze at his side. Vana felt her body being completely naked.
"Fuck! you raped me!"
Vana was so devastated, she cried sobbing sobs.
"It's your fault! you don't let Papah get married, do you want to serve that one need? think of Papa's request!"
Vana, the more he cried, he hated the man, he cursed Mr. Malik.
Staggered Vana back to her room.
Buk up! buk it! Vana beat the closet with her hands.
The shadow of Papa's shadow overtook him and the cold, hurtful speech.
"I hate Papa! I hate Papa."
Many times Vana said it. Tears on his cheeks.
Wanting Vana to kill herself, no longer useful herself. But the cries of Riri, Titi, Dede, and Lili make him have to forget his misfortune.
Vana must endure, and try to forget Papa's bolting.
The girl acted as usual. Take care of her little sisters. Giving Boni daily tasks, learning and preparing for Papa's needs. Nothing has changed. It was just that in his heart now there were embers of the flames of hatred.
Seriate.