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Lany POV
I'm Lany, an ordinary girl full of wounds, not at all beautiful even in my opinion far from the category. My hair is blonde aka blonde. Not from birth, rather I am coloring it myself. hehe, just trying to adjust to the environment where I work, go with the flow! I am 25 years old, I come from one of the regency cities on the island of Sulawesi.
I come from a simple family, living with a stepmother makes my mentality really honed perfectly. From childhood I have been forced to grow up before the age, how not? When children my age are enjoying the fun of playing, I just have to do all the work that should not be done by children my age. But it's okay, it all makes me grow up to be a strong and independent girl.
Even so I will remain weak if I have faced my family, especially the witch, the name for my stepmother. I have to have a lot of patience and have to be happy to always give in to them.
Ah, nevermind. Don't talk about my past! It's too sad to remember.
I currently work in one of the luxury floating cities, Shympony of the seas. I worked two years ago. It's not easy to be here, there's a lot to be prepared for. I used to work in hotels for about two years just to get some work experience to sign up for a cruise ship. Hehehe, hefty. In addition to being able to travel around the world for free (Basically my brain, it is free brain! Huhoo)
Shympony Of The Seas is a ship owned by Royal Caribbean Company based in Miami Florida, United States. This ship is the largest cruise ship in the world. It consists of 18 decks and has a wide variety of indulgent luxury facilities and I am one of the lucky people who managed to work here. I work in the Housekeeping department as a cabin steward.
I am currently relaxing on deck 12 while enjoying the sunset. Ah, it feels very nice, to be able to see the sea and meet many people from different parts of the world . If you ask me why am I relaxing instead of working? The answer is because this is my hour of rest. Here I work for approximately 12 hours per day, Star from 7 am to 10 am and given 15 minutes for cofee time. Then work again until 12:30 and after that there is rest for lunch for one hour. After noon we continue to work again until 2, after which there is a break and will start working again at 6 pm to 9.30. After that, I really enjoyed the rest of the day. Even if it is only at night, we still enjoy it.
This afternoon I sat on the bench to unwind while waiting for the sunset. Similar to the deck above it, deck 12 is an open section of the ship, the oppen deck. The relaxed dud on this deck allowed me to see the sea view as far as the eye could see. So soothing. This is called the art of doing nothing.
When I relax, my mind is focused on past events. The events that traumatized me to this day, the ones that made me really feel at home and afraid to be at home.
Yes, the incident where my stepbrother almost raped me while I was sleeping. At that time I was so scared and complained to Dad but my stepbrother actually turned the facts upside down if I was the one who teased him. The witch and her daughter blasphemed me and even incited Dad to distrust me, I really have no one, to feel alone. No one believes. I was traumatized, very scared and there was nowhere to complain.
I don't feel my tears dripping, I'm really fragile if I remember the incident. My life is really sad. No one knows that, despite my cheerfulness and courage, I harbor extraordinary fragility.
“Lan, Lany!” said someone whose voice I knew so well. The voice broke my banquet, made me wake up and as quickly as lightning wiped away the tears on my cheeks.
“Iya Cel, what is it?” I looked towards Celin. He is from the same country as me, he is a friend who invited me to work here. Celin works as a bartender, and of course we have different working hours.
“You don't work?” Celin pulled out a chair and sat down near me. His eyes glare at the vast ocean with the twilight sky preparing to usher the sun down on the western horizon. Very beautiful and amazing.
“In the meantime, I want to see the sunset first!”
“Eh it's 5.39, Lan. Later you are late,” said Celin reminded.
“I go first yes Cel, want to get ready!” I stepped up while waving my hands at Celin. I could see Celin's shaking reaction with a smile looking at me in a hurry.
Some people I know seem to greet me. I went to the room, after passing through various magnificent rooms, after descending up the stairs and entering the elevator I finally reached the floor where my room was located.the lowest floor, under the deck.
I also changed into a work uniform. After that I went back and went to the housekeeping place to take the equipment that would be used to clean the cabin belonging to Passenger which has been determined by my department.
Two cabin stewards were assigned to clean one room simultaneously. Me and one of my friends immediately headed for the cabin that we were going to clean.
“Lan, I want to pee! you go first! Later I follow.” said my friend named Lexi, he is a citizen of the Philippines, Do not ask with what language we speak, of course, English.
“OK, sip!” I said as I began to knock on cabin door number 1661. Room with a beautiful nimor, I said deeply.
It took a long time until the owner of the room responded to the knock or bell I sounded. My hands are starting to itch like wanting to break down the door, but I realize if that's my attitude will certainly seem bad for the pasangger or guest.
Once again I knocked on it, slowly I saw the door move until it opened slightly, but strangely no one appeared from there.
The curious me immediately peeked into the room. My eyes glimmered when I saw the occupant of the room lying down while holding a vodka bottle in his hand. My instincts directed me to help the man in the wet ash coat use those shorts to get up.
“Emmnt, Pardon me Sir! Let me help you?!”
He did not refuse at all, I also pummeled him towards the sofa. The man immediately threw himself in there. Looks like he was so drunk that he didn't become unconscious like this.
“I'll clean your room!” I said as I passed out and took the equipment that was still at the door.
I immediately got ready to start the ritual. I intend to start from the balcony area, counting until waiting for the man to fall asleep, I'm afraid to interfere with his privacy.
My ears kept hearing him rummage indistinctly. I don't mind him at all. His voice was like the sound of a mosquito buzzing.
I immediately stepped onto the balcony. But when I stepped in front of him, my steps came to a halt. I felt my hand clenched and it was certain who intercepted it.
I took a deep breath, calmed down and tried to be nice to the pasengger. Yes, he is a guest, our King. Although sometimes there are guests who like to behave arbitrarily towards crew members.
I turned my head, then I wanted to ask him to let go of my check. He pulled me to the point of falling on his lap..