Mahligai Infidelity

- Swan Sea III

After the death of Brian and Soraya, Wulan stared at the brown map nanar on the table.

“Finally what I want I will get, just this piece of paper I need,” Wulan said.

“Lan?” call Sarah.

“They've gone?” ask Wulan.

“Still below, Arkan handed something to Brian,” Sarah replied.

“Arkan definitely gave his letter of entitlement as a shareholder to support Brian. Well that is their family business,” said Wulan.

“What are you doing, right?” ask Sarah.

“Well I'm fine,” said Wulan then walked back to the long sofa in the corner of the room. Holding tightly to the brown map he leaned against the back of the sofa. “I'll get a divorce, I can be free from the jerk guy who keeps bullying me,” cried Wulan.

“Sshhtt, they are still below,” Sarah said.

“Let it go, most Brian will just come slap me like always,” cried Wulan.

From the outside Renata approached Wulan.

“Which way, can not drink but still want to drink. You have never had a drink to be told to drink that drink?” ask Renata.

“Only a few glasses, will not change my hatred to Brian Ren,” replied Wulan origin.

“Already Ren we Wulan into aja yuk,” invite Sarah.

“Ya udah.”

“I will take revenge grandfather, grandfather I will avenge you,” cried Wulan.

“What do you say Lan?” ask Renata.

“Grandfather, grandfather always comes in my dreams. Grandfather has died killed by Brian,” cried Wulan.

“Ssshhtt,” Sarah shuts the mouth of wulan so that her voice is not big out.

“Come on Ren, we'll take him to the room. More ngaco nih talking.”

Renata and Sarah carry Wulan's body into the room. He looks so helpless. Wulan's eyes were tightly closed but her mouth was always shouting indistinctly. Murder, revenge, and hate. All the words that came out of his mouth were addressed to Brian.

After ten minutes of sleep, Arkan entered the room.

“Mas Arkan, they're gone?” ask Sarah.

“Just go, we have to move now. Before morning we already have to be in Surabaya.”

“Renata and Sarah, you guys find each room below, I'll sleep here with Wulan,” continued Arkan.

“Of course, we won't bother you,” Renata said then pulled Sarah's hand out of the room.

After Sarah and Renata's death, Arkan picks up his cell phone from his pocket and calls Jenny's mother.

The answering machine was heard, his mother's phone was turned off or not active. Arkan then contacted Richard.

“Yah,”

“Arkan, have you contacted your mama?” ask Richard.

“Already well, mama's mobile number is not active,” said.

“Since yesterday, your mama's phone is not active. Dad has contacted the apartment where your mom lives, security says not to see your mom for a few days,” said Richard.

“Where's the father?” ask Arkan.

“Dad still in London,” says Richard.

“I've handed over the voting rights to Brian well,” Arkan said.

“Hmm,” Richard's voice went silent. He seems to be thinking something. “Daddy has said, it took a long time to get the company. It took us two years with careful planning. I'm afraid that your mama's coming around Brian.”

“But yeah, Brian couldn't have been that close.”

“His own father until now is not clear news. You still trust a heartless man like his?!”

“If mom is in a canticle, I'll be going to Singapore tomorrow. I need my mama's help,” Arkan said.

“Arkan, you do not need to worry about the company. As long as your shares are still there, the company remains yours. You have to be patient, we will think of a way to get it back,” Richard said.

“Iya well.”

“Tomorrow don't forget to tell dad if you've met your mother,” said Richard again.

“Iya will Arkan notify dad as soon as possible,”

“Bye.”

Richard's hung up on the phone.

Arkan turned to look at the woman who was lying helplessly. He still held the brown map in his hand.

“What matters now is that you are safe, whatever is equivalent in price,” muttered Arkan.

He approached the bed not how big it was then covered Wulan's body with a blanket. Then he lay down on the side of the bed while staring at Wulan. Drowsiness suddenly approached Arkan, he finally fell asleep beside Wulan.

A small kick awakens Arkan from his sleep.

Wulan was like a person of restlessness, turning to the right then to the left repeatedly.

“Wulan,” call Arkan.

“Wulan you why?” ask Arkan slowly.

Wulan also woke up.

“Why you?” ask Arkan again.

“I kebelet mas,” replied Wulan while frowning and holding his head.

“Look,” Arkan helps Wulan get out of bed then head to the toilet.

“You ain't papa?” ask Arkan anxiously while coming into the toilet.

“Exit, I'm throwing up,” expel Wulan.

But Arkan did not move, he even advanced to approach Wulan then rubbed the back of Wulan's neck.

“Di vomit only, if it comes out everything is okay,” said Arkan.

“Mas out, I'm ashamed,” Wulan said.

“Ueekkkk,” Wulan spewed out the food and liquor he drank last night.

“Mas go,” expel Wulan.

Arkan pressed the fluse button on the seat of the closet. “I'll stay here.”

“I want to pee mas,” said Wulan while standing holding his stomach.

“Oh well,” Arkan finally came out of that narrow room.

He was still standing in front of the door waiting for Wulan to come out from there.

“Wulan,” call Arkan.

“Hmm,” reply Wulan briefly.

“Already?” ask her.

“Not yet mas?” wulan Sahut.

“I'll be in,” Arkan said.

“Do not,” shouted Wulan from inside.

A few moments later Wulan still did not come out.

Tok tok tok tok

“Wulan?” call him again, this time with a knock on the door. “You did,” asked.

Wulan did not answer.

“Wulan, you fainted inside?”

“Wulan, don't be kidding me,” says worry.

“The door I broke a-“ her greeting stopped, Wulan was already out from inside the bathroom.

This time Wulan's face already looks fresher, the make up on her face is not as messy as before.

“I did not faint mas,” said Wulan with a smile.

Arkan immediately greeted her with a gentle hug.

“If what happens to you, how should I?” ask Arkan.

“I'm fine mas,” said Wulan.

“How are you feeling? Still mules?” ask Arkan.

“Slightly, still dizzy as well. And a little laper,” said Wulan.

“You want to eat? It's only 3 o'clock now, last night's food may still be there. We look outside?” bring Arkan.

Wulan nodded in agreement. They walked out of that room.

When the yachts were speeding, they passed through the dark of night. Cakarawala seemed to merge in the darkness. They continued to go through the black of the night.

Every now and then the ship passed by flickering lights from a distance that looked like the luster of a star. Often the glitter of small boat lights of the nalayan who are busy making a living for their beloved family.

After the stomach is filled, the sensation of rumbling and nausea Wulan slightly reduced.

“Mas. I want to go ahead.” asked Wulan while pointing the taper end in the direction of the front of the yacht.

“No way, the ship is speeding, you can fall,” forbid Arkan.

“Then, in front of it?” asked Wulan again while pointing at the barrier fence not far from their existence.

“Bby.”

Wulan stood by the iron fence. The wind that blows hard makes her hair float against Arkan's face.

Arkan who was standing behind Wulan hugged him tightly.

“Mas,” call Wulan.

“Ya.”

“What kind of relationship do you want from me?” ask Wulan seriously.

“You mean?” ask Arkan.

Wulan turned around to look at Arkan's face. His feet stepped toward Arkan's body and kissed him gently.

“When we will do that, I want to give my precious possession only for mas,” Wulan said then continued the action.

Arkan replies to kissing the woman he loves. Wulan's hair, scattered by the strong wind, so he had to roll back his long hair.

“Can we wait another day? After you've officially divorced? At least I didn't fuck my cousin's wife. And I won't feel too guilty about my family,” Arkan said.

Wulan nodded happily. He held Arkan on his shoulders. He looks so happy to have Arkan by his side.

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TBC…