Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Chapters. 1 Episode of Transfer

Hi, assalamualaikum reader Mangatoon

Happy love story from Fak-fak city, Papua

Raka and Mardo. I hope you like it, don't forget the trail

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Although all family members opposed the move to the primitive city, the decision was ultimately in Papi's hands. Unarguably. The move is a state task. The choice of only one receiving the assignment or getting fired.

"You want Papi fired? your school will stop, no allowance, no spending money. We're gonna live hard! you want?"

If it is like that then the child and his wife are silent. There is nothing more important than having a job and enough income.

Finally the family left in the cold early morning. Free continuously asking Papi to understand the lesson. Soon after graduation, Mangara will go to college and Mardo will enter SMU. Both are afraid that their lessons will be affected. Papi assures me everything will be fine.

Later in the city children will get a new experience, cleaner and fresher air. The lungs will also be healthy. Even if necessary papi will call a private teacher if the lesson becomes an excuse.

Nothing prevented Papi from moving his family to the exotic city.

Along the way Mangara mute and fold his hands on his chest. Mardo closed his eyes as well. He was sad to have to part with a close friend. They promised to keep in touch. Mangara and Mardo are still upset at Papi not letting them stay in Jakarta.

A few hours later the plane landed. Mardo thought he had reached the destination city. They were in transit at Patimura airport. Mardo took a picture of him indicating he had been to the airport. About an hour of rest the next time they got on the plane and flew.

At dusk, they landed at Zepman airport. Papi said they were forced to stay one night at a hotel near the airport. No more flights to the destination city. Only one flight a day to the city. It's good, if once a week there was a flight. People who are going to the Exotic city must stay at the hotel for a week if they miss the flight on the day of departure.

Zepman Airport was in the middle of the wilderness and near the beach. Mardo had seen a line of natives standing guard over the airport. Not very clear. But their faces and bodies are given colors and striking ornamentation. Sometimes the sound of the harbor and singing that arises drowned in the wind. I don't know what they're doing. It may feel strange with aircraft planes coming and going into the sky.

At first Mardo was scared, but Papi said the natives were still very innocent. Those who are afraid of immigrants. Two native men approached. Both offered to buy a hotel and suitcase. Presumably Papi knew the two Papuan native men. Papi handed her a suitcase to carry and took her family to the hotel.

"This best hotel, miss, Papi's been staying at that hotel."

One of the Papuan men convinced Mardo.

"Will we go to the restaurant, have fresh fish and lobsters?"

Papi orders food at the restaurant, the man promises to go to the restaurant to see Papi's order.

Spacious and comfortable room. Papi Tau Mardo loves to sleep in hotels. When small, when sick or fussy always ask to sleep in the hotel. At the end of each year Papi always tries to go out of town to bring his small family. They will stay at the hotel two to three nights.

The most happy of course is Mardo. He enjoys sleeping in a cool, clean hotel room and has complete facilities. So this time papi choose a large room with a balcony overlooking the sea. I hope her daughter smiles again.

Papi's efforts were not in vain, the hotel room was very comfortable. Sayup can be heard pounding the waves in the distance. Mardo opened the balcony door, there were two tiny chairs as well as a table to enjoy the view. The girl inhaled the sea breeze that flew her hair and clothes.

The eyes of the teenage girl narrowed staring at the waves that were chasing to the beach. There are some children who still play with their father. Mardo heard the room ring. Patricia ran up to lift him. He heard the talk of his mother and sister.

"After a break and shower, Papi has ordered seafood in the restaurant."

"Ok mom, ready!"

Sahut Patricia, go to the bathroom immediately, if about what food is more seafood Pat jaganya. It can consume one lobster shrimp that weighs about a mile. He took a shower and changed his clothes.

Papi had booked dinner at a restaurant not far from the hotel. Lobster is reddish and appetizing. The white flesh is already in the mouth. Grilled tuna and soy sauce seasoning followed as well.

And other additions that filled the table. Mami takes and fills Papi's plate and the kids.  Last new plate Mami. Next Mardo and his brother choose a side dish that is preferred. Patricia took one lobster and drilled it on a plate. A smile on the lips of the little girl will enjoy her favorite food.

Manggara also takes lobster, and its sauces. Papi says lobster and tuna are abundant, so they're cheap. The first time they enjoyed grilled lobster was when papi came home from an exotic town. At that age they knew how big shrimp felt.

Tastes amazingly good, in the cocol with the sauce, addictive. Until papi looking at a restaurant in Jakarta that the price turned out to be very expensive. Several times papi brought lobster to Jakarta while preparing for family move.

Papi looks at the house, the car and the facilities provided. Buy some stuff to fill the house. When his wife and children arrive, they are ready. He must have brought lobster home.

Now it's time to enjoy the lobster at the best restaurants. Lobster farmers bring lobster directly to the restaurant. Still alive and fresh. Makes it taste good.

So full. Three times he he he he.

Before entering the room, they sat in the hotel lobby. It just so happens that someone is singing. The man's voice was quite sweet. Make people turn their heads and then stop to enjoy the golden voice of the singer.

Papi, Mami and Mangara were just for a moment, they rushed to the room. While Mardo and Pat were stunned by the melodious voice. Unaware of three songs. The man stopped and got off his piano game. He arrived near Mardo and Pat. Staring at the clingy.

"Oh! you guys are like kids. It's very similar."

Mardo and Patricia looked at each other.

The man sat near them. He probably stayed at the hotel too.

"I know, I'm Ramon." While sticking out his hand.

The cheerful and brave Patricia welcomed the helping hand, "Patriacia, that's Mardo's sister's name."

Mardo nodded and smiled.

"Beautiful name, like the person, son of Om one your age and the other the same. That's why it feels like I'm meeting them."

"Oh so, om, so we were shocked earlier visited by om."

The man smiled, "It's been a year since I returned to Bandung."

"Why not go back? pity his son must be missing."

"Our work's not done yet, responsibility."

They chatted for a few minutes, Mangara picked up and told him to go to sleep immediately.

Mangara looked suspiciously at the man who was chatting with his younger sister. Mardo said that he only misses his daughter in Bandung. Oh, that's only Mangara's answer, she's a bitch.

It was so quiet that Pat and Mardo slept until they did not hear a ring from Mami. Finally replace the papi who knocked on the door. Mardo was awake. Papi said their flight was soon. Must be prepared from now on.

"Ok Pi," said Mardo half-sleepy.

Finally they rushed to the departure hall. Mardo walked most recently, he was answering a phone call from the Princess who asked if it had reached the city of Papua?

"Not yet, we'll get on the plane once again and it's finally there."

Presumably the Princess familiarized her. And Mardo put the phone in the bag. His shoes are uncomfortable. Probably put a little rock in.  When closing the bag and checking his shoes that's when.

Buk up!

Auuu!, Mardo felt his chest ache and he staggered backwards. Falling down.

Raka was surprised. Suddenly in front of him a girl was trying to get up and looked at him very angry.

"Basic sloppy! the road is heartless until it hits people, sick tau!"

Kontan Mardo shouted with enlarged eyes and an angry glare. Clearly his lips were grimacing

and bite his lower lip.

"Well, you were there? I'll have to step on new tau!"

He was cold and felt innocent. The thing that made the girl hurriedly get up and bark.

"God! you hit me! set eyes! no need to be stylish at the airport.

The eyes behind the sunglasses grew. He was surprised by the sound that struck him. Making

his heart is going to fall. All those years ago there was an angry and hesteric to him.

Just now he was about to reply as he heard behind him a male voice.

"Mardo! hurry up, you want to miss your flight?"

The girl brushed the ground on her jeans, once again staring at Raka with a razor sharp look.

"Slengean street, fortunately not the grandmothers who were hit. You sloppy guy!"

He ran after the man who had called him.

"Hey, wait! we're not done!"

But Mardo's gone missing in the bend.

"Crazy girl, she's the one who bullied me for being accused of the slegean road, you cunt her!"

That incident went very deep. Raka can not forget the beautiful face, white met with red, small thin lips. The voice complained of pain and then the gaze of anger. All his life no girl had made him stop and be stunned. He even got angry like a child. There hasn't been anything like that. Raka was confused for a moment.

“What are we just standing here

Two friends accompanying her journey whispered whispers. Then he woke up and looked at both of them

alternately

“You! why just shut up? The girl screamed in my face like I was a loser, you were silent like a statue!"

The two men looked at each other

“Ma-the problem is we were surprised and like bewitched, not so Den"

“Hah! You guys are!”

They hurried to leave the place. But the man who later picked up something and

grasping it. Raka looked at it and asked for the thing, presumably a hair ornament.

On the plane to Jakarta, the two men were still talking about their friend.

“The law of karma does apply. All this time he's been yelling at girls.

Be cruel and fierce."

“The girl was able to make him speechless a thousand languages.”

"Basic sloppy! ha ha ha."

The two male friends named Raka Bramantyo were laughing in hiding."

“Maybe it's her soul mate, the girl though looks soft but she has a conquering aura.”

“Huu, don't talk mate. We're still too young. The journey is still very long."

"But the three of us have never had a boyfriend" they looked at each other.

"What if Raka has a boyfriend? whoa! can't happen!"

The two of them then fell silent, while the person they were talking about was drowning in daydreams. He was shaking when he remembered the incident. He and the young girl looked at each other. He was stunned while the girl shouted at him. If another girl had pushed. But why does it feel like being witched?

“Basic sloppy!”

Sounded that scream. Repeated in his ears. But it sounded sweet in his ears.

A cool, smooth and soft voice, inaudible and not felt that it was anger. He was stunned, fascinated by the beauty of the young girl. Her strayed hair dangled following his movements. So perfect and charming. But why is their meeting like that? The young girl was very angry.

It was definitely not just her who had made a blast of her anger. Indeed he hit the girl's soft and soft body.

"Oh," clenched his mouth.

'I hit something soft on his chest. Oh what is a breast?'

An amused smile was engraved on his lips, "Oh, it deserves that he is so angry."

His friend just shook his head at the strange behavior.

“Today it is very different. Not the usual Raka Bramantyo.”

"yes, you're right."

Raka still continued to remember the soft thing that hit his arm, his lips gawking

it's pounding.

"Basic sloppy!" tickling amusedly kept silent and hid their laughter.

There were two friends sitting across the street. He threw both of his friends

with the paper crumpled.

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Meanwhile.

Mardo and his family had just arrived on a runway in the middle of the forest. Many indigenous people in the interior have dreadlocks. Planes are strange and extraordinary things for them. If any planes come, they spring from behind the forest.

Watch what the newcomers do. When they are done, they are lost behind the forest. Mardo had seen the man and felt scared. They don't wear clothes, they're naked. There is indeed an object tied around the waist and a stick whose bottom is round to cover the genitals.

Is that what I mean by Koteka? his friend in Jakarta noisily talked about koteka when he knew he was going to Papua. Mardo couldn't bear to not smile. They say how lucky Mardo is to be around the age he's seen a man's stuff.  'Unbehaving them, he blushed to remember the ignorance of his friend.

"Why smile Non smile, something funny?"

Suddenly the man carrying the goods rebuked him. The man was also black, with dreadlocks and thick lips. He is also a native of Papua. But educated in the city. He went to school and worked in an office.

"Is that what Koteka uses?"

Mardo whispered while staring at the natives lined up on the edge of the airport.

The young native of Papua followed Mardo's eyes, then nodded.

"Yes non, they wear koteka."

Most of the population of Papua is still in the interior of the forest forest. They still maintain ancestral customs. Only a small percentage have followed the habits and lives of people who live in the city.

"Are they not afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes?"

Mardo was curious how powerful they were in the open like that.

"Ha ha ha."

the man laughed, "They're immune to the non."

Oh, Mardo's just gawking.

They have managed to go down the precipice of the rock.  Before them lay a vast blue sea. A motorboat leaning on the lip of a rock. Papi and Mami held hands down.

"Come on Mi, it's okay just for a minute."

Mommy and the child look at the sea without edges, deep and full of secrets.

"Yes, sorry Mom. This is the only road to the city. Indeed the government is breaking stones to make a road, another year just finished."

The man who picked me up explained to Mami. Forced all of them to get into a motorboat that contains ten to fifteen people. After everyone gets on the boat, turn the boat around and move quickly towards the exotic city.

Just a few minutes to see the city of Fak-fak. Papi and his family prefer to call it an exotic city. The high barrier buildings in the harbor were like gates entering the city. There's a big ship leaning. And hundreds of motorboats filled the beach as well as the port. They waited for a while until they could get closer to the lips of the pier.

Several men and women were waiting in the dock yard. They are a group of employees where Papi served. After shaking hands with each other the group headed for a luxurious house. The house belongs to a shipping entrepreneur.

They will relax and have lunch at the businessman's house.

In the courtyard of the magnificent house stood welcoming the businessman with his wife and son. The group was led into a large room. Fresh drinks and good pastries have been served. For a moment they chatted casually, laughed and said congratulations on duty. Finally have lunch.

Mangara and her sister separated. They are accompanied by a friendly Richi.

"Let's try tasting my mother's cooking, all this my mother's cooking."

Richi is not awkward to entertain and invite talk, so the four of them quickly get along. Mardo

get Patricia grilled fish meat, all for herself too.

"Hemmm, it's so good that this fish meat, yesterday we also ate this fish at Zepman airport, not bored loh."

"Oh, you have enjoyed the Papuan sea fish. This tuna is a lot here."

"If the afternoon many fishermen sell grilled or fried fish on the beach. Many families are walking the street enjoying the twilight on the beach. Sometimes they enjoy grilled tuna there, sometimes buy it for home."

Richi explained at length.

"Pat, mumpung here a lot of fish. You have to eat a lot of fish to be healthy and smart."

Bang Mangara word.

"Yes, here the fish is big and the meat is good, I like it. In Jakarta the fish are small many durinya."

"That's Pat's bloated fish, Mommy often cooks bloated fish he he he."

Richi's beautiful mother approaches them. He said he actually had two sons. Only the other one had just left for Jakarta this morning. Three with his friend. Mardo feels that Richi's older brother is the man who hit him at the airport.

After finishing lunch, the group escorted Papi and his family to the summit area. If in the valley built a center of shipping activities, fish auctions, shops and markets. Also beach tourism.

So the hilly part of the hill above, is the center of government of the city. Schools, hospitals, meeting buildings, malls and complexes as well as official housing are at the top. Car to the top.  The Papi complex is called the peak of cotton. It is at the top of the city.

"Wau, like a villa."

Mumbled the child, while getting out of the car and staring at the beautiful house above. Black-colored rocks carved with steps for the way up to the house.

"Father and mother, please rest. We go home first, see you again."

Back in the night. That guy then left. There are only two young indigenous Papuans. They help bring things home. When they finished, they left too.

Mardo and his family. Papi said, they can occupy their respective rooms to rest.

Patricia was so happy with her room, she didn't come out again. So is Mangara.

Mardo stretched his body, he was very exhausted and ate quite a lot. He took his nightgown and went into the bathroom. After taking a bath, Mardo yawned and climbed into the bed and fell asleep.

This was his first day of sleeping in a remote town. But he admitted that the city was at first glance very beautiful, unique and exotic. He fell in love and loved the city.

Seriate